Secrets [NAMJIN]

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Eunha looked on her lap, “Can I ask you your love story?”

“I hated him so much.”

“I hated him so much.”

Both of them spoke together. Namjoon looked at Seokjin and chuckled. He looked at Eunha, “I hated him because he was the model student. Always uptight. Following every rule. Every teacher’s favourite. I wanted that life.”

Seokjin smiled fondly, “I hated him because he was popular and noisy. Being free and not worrying about the world. I wanted that life.”

Namjoon smiled at the memories, “We were together in the high school. And then when we went to university, we chose the same one. And fortunately or unfortunately, we got in the same dorm room.”

Seokjin chuckled and took a breathy sigh, “We fought like cats and dogs.  Remember when you pranked me and poured red ink on me. I was wearing a white shirt.” He laughed and looked at Namjoon, “I still have that shirt.” He spoke in a whisper, but Namjoon heard him.

Namjoon scoffed, “You were no better. You tore the bedsheets and pillowcases.”

Seokjin rolled his eyes, “I bought you the new ones.”

Namjoon smirked, “Because I had taken away your Mario plush.”

Seokjin smiled fondly, “You haven’t given it back.”

Namjoon chuckled and looked on his lap, “That’s the only thing I have now that symbolizes you.”

Eunha smiled at her parents revisiting their old days. He cleared her throat, “Who fell in love first?”

“I did.” Namjoon smiled at Eunha, “I fell in love with him because he was and is the best leader. He fought for what was wrong and always stood up for the right things. Even if it drove him in trouble. I continued the fights to keep his interest in me.”

Eunha giggled, “How did you fall in love with dad?”

Seokjin smiled wider, “Well, one day, I got severely sick. I couldn’t go home because I knew my father would scold me for being weak. Namjoon took care of me the entire week, skipping his classes for me. Even when I threw so much shit at him.”

Namjoon chuckled, “I had to. Couldn’t watch you in pain.”

Seokjin nodded, “After that we became friends. He helped me with my election slogans and speeches for the College committee. When I won the election, we celebrated it with our friends. We got really drunk and slept with each other. Next day, when I woke up on his side of the bed, he was already up and before I could say anything, he confessed.”

Namjoon laughed, “I had to make sure you don't regret it. And after that we were inseparable.”

Seokjin looked at Namjoon with teary eyes, “I never regretted anything.” He averted his gaze, “But you probably did and probably moved on.”

Namjoon’s eyes went wide, “If I would have moved on, I would have married someone already. But I am sure you moved on.”

Seokjin shook his head, “That day was the first date in 12 years. Jungkook forced me to go there.”

Namjoon nodded, “I went on the first date after 12 years too, Eunha forced me too.”

Seokjin raised his brows, "And the lady at the cafe?"

Namjoon chuckled, "She is my editor."

Suddenly, Namjoon's eyes went wide as he realised what had happened. He glared at Eunha, “You tricked us, didn’t you?”