The Childhood Friend || Kim Namjoon ✔️

Chapter 11: Stories To Tell

"Well we know most things about you now, so what about the past?" yoongi offers the suggestion. Others nod in agreement. "Yeah, tell us about your childhood or high-school." jungkook sits cross legged on the floor while speaking.

I freeze. Childhood, high-school. That translates to one thing, one very important thing in this room. Namjoon.

After that was asked, I pretended Analyn was in trouble. I was lying, she's not even back yet. But I had to leave or else I would break like before. He weakens me so much that one glance would send me over the edge.

Thinking I was being smooth, Jimin grabs my hand before I could go further. But he wasn't alone, there stood beside him hoseok.

"What's wrong?" they asked in unison.

"Nothing." I respond with a small smile, tugging at my wrist softly. "Analyn needs help, I have to go." I plead. Little did I know, I spun the wrong lie.

"You told me earlier that analyn is still in the Phillipines and you don't know when she'll be back. How could you have known she needed help without even a text signaling she was back?" hoseok catches me in the lie I spun.

How do I explain it? Do I just tell them that namjoon was my childhood and look like I spun another lie because he doesn't remember. Then a ton of bricks falls as the final realization hits me, he has forgotten me. Every day, every hour, every minute, I remember this like I hadn't before. He has truly forgotten me. To him, I'm nothing. To me, he's everything.

I hadn't realized I was crying until Jimin wiped a tear away. "You can trust us." he reassures. I take a deep breath. Should I? Should I risk them thinking I'm crazy?

"Fine. But we can't talk here." I speak through clouding tears. They nod and pull me toward an unknown space of the building. I look around as the drag me. Quiet and secluded.

They bring me into what looks like a break room. Similar to the one connected to the practice room. They sit me down and take my hands in theirs. I feel slightly uncomfortable but at the same time, comfortable.

"It's namjoon." I spit out. I didn't realize how heavy that had been. Once I spoke those words, I felt a sense of comfort. They look at eachother confused.

"This is going to sound crazy, believe me I know. I grew up with namjoon. We were bestfriends. He left 4 years ago to come here. Ever since then, this is the first time I've heard of him, seen him. I know 4 years isn't that long of a time but it's long enough for him to-to forget m-me." I stutter at the end. Saying that out loud just gave me more of a realization. There's that pile of bricks again.

This news doesn't shock them. Not at all. Now I'm confused as to why they're not questioning me. Instead, they look at me with sympathy.

"Hey, I have an idea!" hoseok chirps excitedly. Jimin and I turn our heads towards him, waiting for the so called idea he has.

"Just go talk to him. If you're not too fond of the idea of telling him then become friends with him again." he offers.

"I can't even look at him without wanting to cry, let alone talk to him!"

"Are you sure he doesn't remember you? You might as well ask. If he doesn't then tell him some of your memories." Jimin offers. I look at him with a frown.

"I want to, I really do. But if he doesn't, I don't think I'll be intact much longer. He was my everything." I dismantle yet another idea. There's really no other way to do it besides wait it out.

We all just sit here and think of other solutions. It's no use, I can't do anything.

Then, a click of the door is heard. We turn our heads to the door. In walks Jungkook with Taehyung besides him. How did they find us? We left about 15 minutes ago, they couldn't have followed us.

"How did you-" I was cut off by hoseok. "I texted them." he says. I look over at him with a face of disbelief. Now all we gotta do is tell yoongi and Jin and they'll all known besides the one person I don't want to tell.

"So what's the plan?" jungkook speaks, pulling a chair besides me. He throws an arm over my shoulder.

"There is no plan." I sigh in defeat. I'm a wimp and can't face him. That's the only problem here in reality. Not any other flimsy excuse I used to get out of the other plans.

They all seem to be eyeing me carefully as I'm deep in thought. It's like facing a fear. You just can't do it, no matter how much courage you have. This case it doesn't matter because I have no courage.

"Wouldn't it just be simple to go and tell him?" jungkook speaks, aggravated by the simple solution no one will consider.

"We don't do things simple jungkook." Jimin deadpans. If I wasn't being a stuck up brat then I would be laughing.

Author's P.O.V.

Little did y/n know, they had already known everything. They had given up on convincing namjoon to confess as he was unbreakable. For both of your sakes, they couldn't exactly give up. Plan B was then put into action: Get y/n to confess.

Each had different emotions about the situation. Jungkook was aggravated as it was so easy to just fix. Jimin was desperate to fix things, he didn't like seeing good people unhappy. Hoseok wanted nothing but smiles. They can't have that when tension is always present between the two. He just wants that tension gone. But taehyung has other problems to worry about. How will y/n react if she finds out they had known namjoon remembers her, how will namjoon react knowing that we knew she rembered him, how will she handle namjoon when she finds out he knew her the whole time, how will he handle y/n when he finds out she knew him the entire time, what will be the after effect of all of this? That was the final question to be asked.