passing notes | j.jk

chapter 42

"Yugyeom?"

"Yeah, why did you call me?"

"I-I, found her."

The sound on his end becomes loud and scratchy as if someone had just tossed his phone into disposal machine.

"What! Are you serious? When?"

I moved my phone away from my ear and cringed at the volume of his yelling.

"Maybe like 30 minutes ago?"

"Well, what happened? Is she okay?"

"I, uh, I don't know."

A moment of hesitation, and I can feel the tension of his voice lower.

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know if she's okay."

"Was she hurt?"

"No, no. She was just being, different."

"Different how?"

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Well, you have too. You were the only one that was there, right?"

"Yeah."

"So, how was she different?"

"I don't know, Yugyeom. She was like herself, but she was acting weird."

"Weird? Like-"

"Nervous-"

"What?"

"She was nervous. That is what was different."

"She usually has this sort of cool layer, like she's just going with the flow all the time."

"But she didn't look at me sometimes and she had this sort of sad look in her eyes for some reason and I always thought that when I first talked to her that her voice would be the same cool way but it wasn't."

"What does that mean?"

" . . . oh."

"Oh? What was that supposed to mean?"

"That was your first time talking to her?"

A tireless red hints itself at the base of my face.

"Yeah."

"Congrats bro."

"Thank you, but now is not the time for that."

"But it was your first time-"

"Yugyeom, I don't care about that right now. I asked you what that meant and you didn't even answer my question."

"How am I supposed to know if I wasn't there?"

"I just described it! You probably know better than me."

And then there is silence.

He stuttered and I caught it.

"I, I don't know either."

"Bullshit."

"Profanity."

"You do know. Why won't you tell me?"

It is quiet again. I can hear his breath on the other side of the phone and his mischievous mind trying to think of something to say.

"Yugyeom. Tell me right now."

"I don't know."

"Yes you do. Why are you lying to me?"

"Because,"

"Because?"

His sigh is heavy and he muttered something before he began to whisper.

"She asked me to."

Confusion stiffens my bones and whatever anger was held inside of me solidifies into shock. The phone slips from my hand a bit and I grasp onto it with both of my hands.

"What?"

"She asked me to lie if you ever asked."

Lie?

"Yugyeom, what are you talking about?"

"Lie about what?"

"Does this have to do with what happened today?"

"I-I told you, I don't know."

"It's just an idea."

"Well, you-you have to tell me. I'm your best friend."

"I know."

Another sigh.

"Well?"

"I promised her."

"Promised her what?"

"That I wouldn't tell you."

Me?

What doesn't she want me to know?

"Why me?"

"I don't know."

"Listen."

I pressed the speaker against my ear, closing my eyes and hoping that the words that came out of his mouth weren't going to be as bad as I hoped.

That perhaps it could be just some innocent secret that he was building suspense for. That maybe there was nothing at all and he was messing with my mind.

Because that was a Yugyeom thing to do. Play around, have fun, and make sure that no actual feelings get involved in the situation.

Yet, as I clenched my phone with goosebumps rising on my arms, he said something that made everything in my world fall apart. 

"I think she's depressed."

"I'm scared, Jungkook."

"I don't know what she's doing."

"Please tell me she's okay."

And as it was breaking,

it suddenly stopped.

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나는 집이다

A/N: well this just took a turn did it now. 

i honestly don't know what to say other than . . . i hope you liked it? let me know what you think. 

announcement: passing notes now updates on saturdays now instead of fridays because it's a new part and everything. 

and that's it. 

나는 집이다 - i'm home

+ have a wonderful day/night.