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Another chapter supposedly for the next Jungkook chapter. I tried, but this is not it. :/
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Namjoon is Jungkook's first love. Jungkook realized that in such a young age. Having no firsthand experience in what really love meant, Jungkook shouldn't be so sure to conclude that it was indeed-love. But he knew he had found love in his childhood friend whom he looked up to. He just knew.
He was young, yet he was sure he loved the older. He knew it wasn't just mere infatuation. Because if it was...why did Jungkook still loved Namjoon for how many years up until now?
Then let's start at the beginning of everything.
It all started when Jungkook was still an innocent little boy young enough to be still learning to count beyond twenty and old enough to have already learned to count his ABCs.
Namjoon-hyung was his mom's best friend's son who lived in the small humble house next to theirs. Little boy Jungkook would wobble beside his mom, his little hand wrapped inside his mom's warm hold as they visit the Kim's household to let them watch over Jungkook while she's gone for work.
His mom would buzz the doorbell, Namjoon's mom would open the door, and an enthusiastic kid would peek out behind her.
"Jungkookie!" He would squeal every single time.
Then Namjoon would grab Jungkook's small hand to take him inside their house. Together, they would play in Namjoon's room.
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RandomWhere I dump my short bottom Namjoon stories that aren't 4k words long. Includes: °(mostly) short stories °Prompts °Unfinished chapters from my one-shot book °Deleted scenes from my one-shots °Imagines © credits to @suzu1122 for the cover! 💖