(9) Dear Journal, I Love Him

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Note: As said in the intro, a character reading out loud will be underlined. Enjoy the tae!

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"Taehyungie?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Tackle him."

"What?!-"

"JUST DO IT!"

"Sorry Namjoon hyung..." Taehyung mumbles as he jogs over to a still confused giraffe and literally shoves him down. Then, he sits on Joon's back.

"Jimin, help Tae please." Jungkook asks kindly, as he grabs Jin's journal and as Namjoon begins to protest.

"Sure, maknae."

"What do you mean, 'Sure, maknae'?! What are you guys even doing- OW TAE! YOU'RE HEAVY! GET OFF OF ME!"

"Sorry hyung, but trust us. Trust Jungkook, please." Taehyung calmly responds.

"TRUST YOU FOR WHAT- OWWW JIMIN GET YOUR JIBOOTY OFF MY LEGS! WHY ARE YOU SITTING ON ME TOO?"

Jimin rolls his eyes, sighs, and pushes more of his weight onto Namjoon as Taehyung holds the kidnapee's arms together behind his back. After a few minutes of struggling and cussing, as Hoseok and Yoongi just watch in amused silence, Namjoon finally loses his energy and gives up.

Meanwhile, Jungkook begins to flip through the pages of Jin's secrets, pausing when he finds the perfect one.

Namjoon, out of breath, looks up with his chin resting flat on the ground, and realizes what is in Jungkook's hands.

"Jungkook... what are you doing with Jin's journal? You know it's private-"

"I have a lot of emotions that I can't control a lot of the time."

"Jungkook, stop."

"Oh come onnn hyung. You know you want to find out what he wrote, too."

Namjoon's mouth flattens into a line, opening then closing again at the lack of an argument he could fire back.

"Where was I? Ah, yes. I have a lot of emotions that I can't control a lot of the time. Most of my friends know that. What they don't know is that my emotions are starting to... range further. Further to all types of people... To both gend-"

"JUNGKOOK. Stop reading Jin's journal. Please. It's clearly... um... private..."

Jungkook smirks at the intrest dancing in Namjoon's eyes and cocks his head to the side. "Your words contradict your expressions, Joonie."

"It's hyung to you, brat." Namjoon tightens his jaw in an attempt to toughen his look, but Jungkook can see right through him.

"Just look at you, Namjoon. We ALL are just as curious as you right now." The youngest scans the friend-filled room and is met with half a dozen of sparkling eyes. He's not wrong, either. No one has said a protesting word. They are all dying to know, too.

The lazy grin of victory reappears on his face as continues to speak. "Besides, it's MY birthday party, isn't it?"

Namjoon slowly nods and looks down, guilt glazing his eyes, while begging life that Jinnie would come back from the supermarket.

"Please come back, hyung." Namjoon silently prays. "Come back and notice your private thoughts being announced to the room. Come back and put a stop to the gossip and learn never to leave such blackmailable material out in the open."

"Hurry up," he whispers, hoping his best friend can somehow hear him.

Jungkook stares down at Namjoon, his smirk riding up his cheek as he sees the uncomfort on Joon's face, and then proceeds to read. "To both genders. To boys. I like boys. I like a boy. I like my friend. More than a friend."

The small crowd barely stirs, indifferent at the oldest's emotions. Only Namjoon lets a small gasp of surprise escape his lips at Jin's private thoughts.

"That's the worst part about it, honestly. This boy is perfect. He's smart, yet humble. Funny, but serious when needed. His contagious dimple-smile is always shining. He's beautiful, inside and out. He doesn't see that about himself all the time, though, but gosh if only he knew what a precious piece of art he was. If he was a girl, I'd be head over heels. I'd probably tell her and marry her. But he's not. So I can't say anything."

Jungkook lets the words settle into his thoroughly intrigued audience as his eyes flit to Namjoon hyung. He's now a bright shade of pink as he glances around, clearly not comfortable for Seokjin hyungie.

Jungkook, too, is extremely nervous. He begs that Namjoon will take it well, as he convinces himself internally. "I'm doing this for Jin. I want him to be happy." he thinks and smiles softly at his "evil scheme".

"So anyway, I'm writing this down because there's no one to tell. And I especially can't tell him. Obviously. So I'll just take it to my grave. I shouldn't have a crush on my best friend. But I do. I am truly sorry." Jungkook looks up to find a tear-stricken pair of eyes latched onto his. A drop slowly runs down Namjoon's cheek. Maybe from realization, or maybe from guilt of not doing anything. All Namjoon knows is that his emotions are going haywire, and that he is trapped under the body mass of two of the maknaes. That he is unable to form any words, and that he is unable to do anything at all.

And even though Jungkook realizes, he raises his eyebrows and he slowly pronounces the last sentence. The last sentence of Jin's exposed feelings. The last sentence that would change everyone's lives... forever.



"I am so sorry I love you... Namjoon."




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