Teaser:
Kim Seokjin has a journal. Boring, right?
Wrong.
All of his friends know that he has one, but he has never let anyone look inside.
One day, that changes.
BOOM his biggest secret is out, and his life takes a turn for the better or for the...
SCREW "DEAR JOURNAL"! THEY'RE ONTO ME! I SWEAR THEY'RE ONTO ME! It's been only, like, an hour, but Jungkook has "accidentally" pushed me into Joonie one too many times!
But also...
Jin sighs, then continues.
... I kind of hope he pushes me again?
Seokjin's face flames up at his words as he uses the journal to hide the tomato-ness from his friends. They were currently watching a movie, so Jin took the opportunity to vent to his soulmate of a notebook.
It was kind of magical... AGH this is soooo embarrassing to say, but here goes!
The first time Jungkook pushed me, I literally fell on him. Like on. top. of. him! Our bodies collided on the floor! Poor Namjoon, he softened my blow. When I opened my eyes and realized I was basically sitting on top of him, I lifted my head to see his... ethereal features... just a few inches away.
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I wish I didn't stare for so long - I probably gave myself away.
The second time was less painful (oof that sounds wrong ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ). I kind of already expected Jungkook to push me when he came near me, so I braced myself. But he pushed me harder than earlier, so I still slightly toppled over. Joonie caught me, though. I instinctually wrapped my arms around his neck as my body fell onto his. And our faces! Our faces were only centimeters apart...
I could feel the warmth of his breath...
We were so close...
The third time, however, I was ready. My wide shoulders pushed through Jungkook's forceful shove, and I didn't move at all...
I regret not falling...
I want to be close again...
Guess it doesn't matter anyway, because I emotionally am falling deeper and deeper for Kim Namjoon. Maybe it's a good think he's totally oblivious. I wish I didn't love him so much, but I-
"Seokjin hyung?" Jungkook interrupts.
"Huh?" Jin bolts his head up from his journal and slams it closed. "Way to be subtle, Seokjin." He thinks to himself.
"The movie is over... What were you writing so thoughtfully that you didn't even realize that we've been staring at you for, like, two minutes now?" Jungkook cooly asks, smirking confidently at his flustered hyung.
Jin subconsciously wraps his arms around the notebook, as if protecting it, and forces a laugh. "Nothing, maknae... so what do you want to do now?"
Jungkook shrugs, then suggests lazily, "Maybe dinner?" He's slightly distracted from being deep in thought.
"I know what to do now." he concludes in his head, a smile creeping onto his face. "I know how to get Jin to confess his feelings." A thought of high caution lingers in his head. "I hope he won't hate me after this." But Jungkook ignores the thought, confidence and determination feeding his adrenaline rush. "No, he won't hate me. In the end, he'll thank me.
