If You Do || GOT7 Fanfic

° Four

June 4th

“Jinyoung, what are you doing here?” Mang-Ho asked, walking to Jinyoung as he finished his photoshoot

“I need your help,” Jinyoung said
Mang-Ho looked at Jinyoung, worried at his appearance. Jinyoung looked as he hasn’t slept and he looked panicked and in fear.

“The diary, it’s gone,” Jinyoung said

“What? How?” Mang-Ho asked, shocked

“I-I don’t know. I went to go search for it 2 days ago, but it wasn’t in my drawer, so I thought I had misplaced it, but I can't find it t-then I received a letter from.. H-Hye-Jin. I haven’t opened it yet, but I think I'm going crazy,” Jinyoung said, running his hands through his hair

“Do you have any idea who could’ve stole it?” Mang-Ho asked, placing his hand on Jinyoung’s shoulder

“No,” Jinyoung shook his head, “I’m just afraid someone broke into my apartment,” Jinyoung let out a shaky breath

“We can figure that out when were done reading Hye-Jin’s letter. Come on,” Mang-Ho grabbed his arm and pulled him into his changing room

“I-I didn’t bring it with me,” Jinyoung said, sitting down on the couch

“Okay. After I’m done, we’ll go to your apartment, so we can read it together,” Mang-Ho said, Jinyoung nodded

“Mang-Ho, we need you for the next shoot. Please get changed into the next outfit,” The assistant siad, slightly opening the door and shut it

“Jinyoung, you stay in here and don’t leave. There’s snacks, drinks, and a couch, so make yourself at home,” Mang-Ho said, changing into the next outfit

Jinyoung sat there, out of his mind, trying to figure out who would steal the notebook. Who would want to steal it and how did they find out about it?

“Jinyoung, here,” Mang-Ho setting a water bottle and muffin in front of him

“I don’t want it,” Jinyoung said, looking at the food then at Mang-Ho

“Jinyoung, don’t be like that. Just take a bite from the muffin and drink some water. I’ll be back. Don’t do anything stupid,” Mang-Ho said, leaving the room

“Well, there goes my chance trying on his clothes,” Jinyoung mumble, staring at the muffin

His mouth watering, but also drying and stomach growling. He reached for the water, opening it, and gulping it down. He picked up the muffin, biting into it. HIs salivary glands, singing in perfection. The muffin disappeared from his hand in less than a minute. He drowns the rest of his water and went to the snack table. Grabbing a new water bottle and drinking it while picking a snack to eat in the meantime. 

Mang-Ho came back into the room. Jinyoung lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling. Muffins wraps and bottle on the table. 

“Jinyoung, are you okay?” Mang-Ho asked, looking over him
Jinyoung looked at him, their eyes connecting, “Are you done?”

“Yeah, let me just change and we can head out,” Mang-Ho said, walking over to the hanger that held his regular clothes

Jinyoung sat up, rubbing his eyes. He got up and threw muffin wrappings and bottles into the trash can. He was ready to go home to read Hye-Jin’s letter and to find out who stole the diary. The diary that held his mother’s memories and thoughts.

“Jinyoung, you ready?” Mang-Ho asked, slipping his glasses on

“Yeah, I brought my car,” Jinyoung said, walking to the door