"he fucking what?"
namjoon sighed, stretching out, clicking his tongue. "yeah, right in front of jeongguk." namjoon's voice quieted a bit, and yoongi sighed from the other line.
"what did the letter say?"
"he was going on about how he was happy to be my friend and stuff, and said he had something important to tell me, but the rest was scribbled."
"he probably wanted to tell you the rest in person."
namjoon shrugged, resting his face between his hands. "maybe, but now he's not even texting me so, whatever."
there was a small silence, until namjoon heard yoongi click his tongue. "i'll ask hoseok to talk to him, they have soccer together i think."
"okay, thank's yoongs."
"no problem."
namjoon ended the call, sighing once more. he wished he could've spoke, he wished he could've not been such a coward. he looked towards the letter, and grabbed it. he read it again, all the way to the scribbles.
he starred at the scribbles, and noticed there were a few gaps with words visible. he squinted, moving the paper closer.
may
feelings
really like
sorry
okay if you dont
still be friends?
in love.
