TH: Ruuuuude!

JM: Come on!! Let's not talk about him!

(Huh?!!! Stick to your plan, Jimin)

TH: Yes yes. Tell me what's going on in your life

JM: Nothing Tae. Life is boring.

TH: Really?

JM (giggles): No.. between practice and work and creating content for Army, I don't think we have much time for anything else. We also have to plan our next steps... I'd say our hands are full. You remember what a hard time we had when the pandemic first broke out and we had to cancel our plans? Little did we think that we'd have so much to do and think about before we enlist. And now we don't have time to breathe.

TH: Miserable? I went into depression Chim

JM: Yeah... (ohh, suddenly remembering his plan) Tae... speaking of enlistment, what about your... you know...

TH: My?

JM: Your feelings. For the idiot?

TH: (raises an eyebrow) I thought we were not talking about him?

JM: As much as I hate it, it's become so difficult to separate the two of you in my head. When I speak about you, he just... sorta... comes into the picture automatically?

TH: (Awwww, Jiminah. My anger almost dissipated with that line!) But what's the point, he doesn't get it. I don't think he ever will. (he got it, and got it very well, thank you)

JM: No, that's the thing. I.. umm.. Okay. Taetae

This is the sign of what's coming, Taehyung realises. Jimin's voice gets unsure and becomes smaller the guiltier he feels about something...and of course, calling him Taetae. He only uses it to confess something, or when he's feeling too much of soulmate love. Right now, it seems like confession time.

TH: Hey, what happened Jiminah?

JM: I... please don't get mad at me, you know how much I love you, right?

TH: I do. You can tell me anything, Jimin

JM: I... Taetae... I... Jeongguk...

TH: What? Do you have a crush on him or something? You can have him Chim chim. You know I'd give up anything for you without any regret!

JM: Taehyung! NO. Nope I don't have a crush on him. Please. Ugh. Nooo. You know he reminds me of my annoying brother, stress on annoying.

TH: I know, I know, just pulling your leg. What happened? Tell me

JM: Please never joke about me having a crush on that idiot of a human being.

TH: Chimmmmm... I love him! Come on, please stop dissing him

JM: Sorry, not sorry. I am going to have to diss him a lot for the next few hours.

TH: Hours??!

JM: Yes. Okay, here goes. A few days back, I was walking past his room and I heard him talking. About you. So I stopped. Because, of course, I had to tell you what he was saying about you to someone else

TH: Of course you did

JM: (not getting the sarcasm, at all) So, guess what I realise?

TH: What?

JM: The idiot was not talking to anyone else, but to a camera. Like recording a video of himself. And talking ONLY about you throughout the video. Like every topic he would touch upon, would end in him talking about you. Every fucking topic. If he would talk about the moon, he would end up comparing it to your face. If he would talk about self confidence, he would bring in your reference. If he would talk about comfort, he would describe his relationship with you. If he would talk about food, he would talk about you being so cute that he wants to eat you up

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