BTS Imagines ✨

Notebook // NJ

Lying on your bed was what you did all day. It was Saturday, you were supposed to have fun, but you can't. You can't because of your best friend. You can't stop thinking about him. "Ugh. What the hell is in that notebook?!" You shouted in frustration.

Namjoon and you are best friends ever since you were kids. You don't hide anything to each other; not even the tiny dusts in your feet. That's why it frustrates you what in the world is written in his blue notebook.

You always try to snatch it from him, but he'll always snatch it back. Why is Namjoon so tall? You thought. You even tried to bribe him in exchange for that notebook, but hell no. He didn't give it up.

You continued to roll on your bed, grabbing your hair and making unnecessary noises. You were really frustrated and confused. "Just because of a freaking notebook!!" You shouted.

While continuously rolling on your bed, an idea popped into your mind the moment you fell. You smiled to yourself and you quickly stood up and get changed. You said your goodbye to your mom and dad saying that you'll go out for an ice cream.

Minutes later, you arrived at your great secret keeping best friend Namjoon. "Oh, (Y/N). You're here!" His mom greeted as she opened the door for you, you greeted her with a smile. "Eonnie you're here!" His younger sister shouted and hugged you. "Oppa is out. Eomma made him buy foods in the market."

"Oh really?" You asked. You hid your smile to yourself. Just the right timing. You thought. "Well that's okay. I'll go to his room first." You said and went upstairs.

As you opened the door, a messy and dirty room greeted you. "Aish. Typical Kim Namjoon. Doesn't know how to clean his room." You sighed. "But that's not the point." You shook your head. "Let's do this, (Y/N)." You said cheering for yourself.

You quickly looked for his bag. It took you a lot of time because of his piled messy clothes, but you still found it. You wanted to shout in victory, but you controlled yourself. "Ha! Kim Namjoon, you pabo." You said as you held the blue notebook. "Let's see."

You were about to open his notebook, but something came into your mind. What if... Before you completed that thought, you shook it off. Not wanting to hurt yourself more. You opened his notebook and there was it.

It was full of song lyrics. "Are these self-composed?! Damn Kim Namjoon!" You were so amazed that you couldn't keep your thoughts to yourself.

One song caught your eye. It has no title in it. All it said was "To someone I love." Your eyebrows furrowed while reading it.
I don't wanna kick this at all
I want you to want me, that's all
But we don't know how
We don't know how

Without knowing, tears rolled down on your cheeks. Namjoon is in love?

It sounds great and fresh, shawty ain't it?
I'll take you to the mall
Buy clothes, what you wanted
Any day you can call
We are the one

Tears continued to fall. But I'm the only one you take to the mall. You thought. This was too cruel for you, but the dumb you continued to read it.

I'll pray, I'll stay
Yeah you make me this way
Girl you make me say
Oh round & round
You make me fly
Now I ain't down & out
You makin' me cry
Yeah girl you got me say

He is in love. Your tears burst. You sat down on his bed, silently wailing. Your tears drops into his open notebook, but you didn't care. You were broken.

Your best friend is in love. It hurts because you didn't know. Mostly, it hurts because you're deeply in love with him. Ever since eighth grade, you were in love with him.

You remember how you two walk on your way to the mall. You remember how you try on clothes in the mall and not buying it. You remember how he laughs when you do that. It pains you knowing that he wants to do it with another person now.

"I knew it." A familiar voice startled you. You quickly wiped off your tears and fixed yourself. "You really are the worst, you know that?" He said grabbing his notebook. He put it in his bag and stood in front of you. "What did you read?" He asked with coldness in his voice.

Your head still down, went left to right. "Really?" You nod. "Then why can't you show me your face?" He said looking at you. You didn't answer. "Hey, (Y/N). Show me your fa—"

He was shocked when he lifted your chin. Red, teary, and puffy eyes, and your red nose say it all. You saw how round his eyes became. "What happened to you?!" He asked with his thick voice. "Yah! You alright?"

"Namjoon..." You finally spoke. "You're in love?" You asked with a weak voice. You still managed to smile while asking. Namjoon's expression softened. "Yes." He answered straightforwardly. Your heart shattered.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You asked trying to compose yourself. "I didn't want you to know." Namjoon answered with a soft voice. "Oh." Was all you managed to say. Your head went down again, but what Namjoon did next made you shocked.

Namjoon lifted your chin up and planted a kiss on your lips. "I didn't want you to know how deeply and madly in love I am with you."