💀 for what my muse would say upon hearing about your muse’s death.
Jimin stared at Changkyun. After he said it: “Kei has passed away,” the rest of his words became a blur and soundless. Jimin was shaking his head, wiping away tears that were already starting to fall.
“No..no..no. That’s not true..she can’t be..” Biting his lip, Jimin just wouldn’t accept it. Someone with so much spunk, so much life. She just couldn’t be dead. Gone. His best friend…
“A-At least she is probably happy with Satan-sama..” He joked weakly. It was lame, but it made him feel a little better, but not much.
I had some spicy tacos today. They were really yummy. And you know what I discovered? Kei may not be so ickei after all. She’s actually really cute. Like as cute as her bunny named Bunny. How is this possible? Anyway, time to sleep. Goodnight, diary
13. telling them they love them for the first time
`Although Jiyeon was laughing, she still said it. “I love you.” And it hit Jimin like a bolt of lightning. Love? She said love? What did that mean? For the longest time he thought they were friends, just friends, and here, now, she said “I love you.” To him. To him.
Nervously, he started to laugh too, trying to look at ease even though he looked like just the opposite. “I love you, too,” he said. Although his voice was steady, his mind was whirling with the possibility that she, Jiyeon, could love him, Jimin. Maybe she meant it as a fan. Maybe as a friend.
