THE JOURNAL.

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It's normal for a couple like us to have several ups and downs sometimes. But what concerned me back then was the issue that we fight over the smallest things.

I mentioned in my last entry that I'm the most indecisive, but I want you to be informed that Namjoon is plain-spoken, and that fact alone is a serious threat to my well-being.

As I can clearly remember, the first time we fought is over a claw machine. We somehow got into this popular arcade house, meters away to the restaurant we ate from. After a minute of roaming around, a certain claw machine made me abruptly stop in my tracks.

It had Kirby plushies in it.

I quickly dragged Namjoon and convinced him to get me the plushie, considering that he's smart and might have some formula in mind to help me get the cute lil' Kirby. In my surprise, instead of flashing a sneaky grin while holding the red joystick with pride, he turned to me and shaked his head, pointing at the claw machine.

"The claw is poorly produced by some bogus, money-eater manufacturer. It's not possible. We'll just waste money." he said.

"But the Kirby plushie is so cute."

"Kirby is not cute. He eats anything."

I pouted. "How did you know that he's a 'he'? And excuse you Mister, but I honestly think he's cute."

"He's just like you. You eat anything." he mumbled before turning his back on me and walked to the other direction.

"Wait..." I gasped after realizing what he just said and shouted, "Does that mean I'm not cute? How dare you?!"

Ah! He's too straight-forward!

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Okay, scratch that. Despite all the stupid things we fought over, we still encountered some serious ones.

The one I can remember up till now was around March or April last two years ago. As we're about to board the plane scheduled to Sweden, since we'll attend a close friend's wedding, a certain person forgot his baggage in the restroom of the airport. He confessed to me when we already landed, causing me to throw a rage.

"How can you be this irresponsible?!"

"It was an accident!" He defended. "I will call the customer service- "

"That's no use! Our suits are in there! The wedding is tomorrow!" I blabbered out of frustration. "What the hell are we gonna do now, brainiac?!" I asked him with a furious tone. We stood there, in the airport, for about ten minutes, trying to figure out what to do. I called our friend that will get married the day after, Jimin, and said sorry that we won't be able to attend his wedding with his long-time boyfriend, Min Yoongi.

It was my first time seeing Namjoon so clueless and defeated. He desperately avoided my gaze and kept his head down with embrassment.

I thought that time that maybe, I became too harsh, and maybe, I stepped over a line I didn't intend to cross in the first place.

With teary eyes, I quickly hugged him and slowly whispered these words, "I'm sorry. I love you."

I couldn't remember anything far from that. I asked Namjoon earlier about this and even he, can't remember what exactly happened afterwards. I came into a realization that we manage to forget bad memories that easy, despite how big it was.

I'm glad that we learned on our mistakes and acquire a memorable lesson from it after. I'm happy I ended up with him. I'm happy that the heaven, destiny, and galaxy gave me Kim Namjoon.