chapter three

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the more namjoon looked at seokjin, the more he realized how much he loves writing about him. all the words he wanted to say to him, he would write instead. and so his confessions remain on his stories, never reaching seokjin's ear.

he feared for the worst and so he never spoke about it. he wondered what seokjin would feel if he ever told him he was in love with him and that he wrote about him and dedicated a lot to him. they're best friends and it might be awkward for seokjin. so shutting up is the best solution.

"what inspires you to write?" seokjin asked one day. namjoon hummed, not because he has an answer but because he is too tired to say anything. it took him a while.

"a lot of things,"

"like what?"

"stuff like experiences, dreams, love, struggles and emerging from it. all that," he said, trying his best not to sound too drained.

seokjin stopped playing on his phone to look at namjoon.
"that's so cool. i wish to be like that, too, y'know? to be able to have a hobby and express myself with it,"

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