I got a text from Namjoon a few days after finding those books. 

Joon: Hey princess I still have that picture and was going to send it to you.

Me: I thought I told you not to call me princess.

Joon: sorry I'll try to remember

The picture sent and I laughed at myself. IT was a funny picture and I was glad that no one was around to see that picture. I probably would have died right on the spot. I closed the message and turned off my phone.

I wasn't completely alone. Jimin was in his room doing who knows what and Jungkook would be back any minute with food. But I couldn't help but want to go and read through more of the book. 

I slowly snuck into his room. Once I was inside I closed the door and went to the edge of his desk. The journal wasn't there but there was still the sketch book. I wondered if there was anything new in it. 

Just as I thought there was. 

There were more of me. I noticed one of me in the skirt. One with my hand over my face laughing. One with my trying to do aeygo. 

Everything was beautiful. 

Then I saw one of me. Just staring out a window. I couldn't remember when he could have possibly seen me do that. But underneath it I saw a few words. 

Don't leave me. I love you. 

"Do you really love me?" I said to the air again.

I flipped the page and saw Tae's sleeping face. The detail was beautiful. It wasn't finis