Just One Day (No updates)

It was worth the wait

I woke up suddenly from a massive pain in the pit of my stomach: I was hungry, really hungry.
"Morning you" I heard a sleepy Namjoon say from across the room.
"Morning" I smiled at him while stretching and then falling flat back down on the bed. Wait, this isn't my bed. I looked over to him who began to laugh at my confused face.
"You fell asleep yesterday and I didn't want to wake you up because I know how grouchy you get. I had to carry you on my back all the way back here and I tried searching though your bag but couldn't find the keycard to your room so just figured I would let you sleep in my bed" He explained as he sat down next to me. I raised my eyebrows at him and took out the keycard that was placed safely in my wallet.
"Pabo" I mouthed. I then looked over to see sheets and a blanket laid out on the sofa. "Why didn't you just sleep next to me? I know we both would have been much more comfortable" I asked. I could see him blushing slightly; man it was fun to tease him!
"How could I when you had star-fished yourself across the entire double bed". I gave him an apologetic smile, as I knew I wasn't the most graceful sleeper. He ruffled his silver hair while making his way to the bed; sexy morning Namjoon I thought while biting my lip. He then leaned forward and gave me a long tender kiss, to which I did not resist. I then rested my forehead onto his as he combed back my hair with his fingers. We took a moment together.
"We should go down to the buffet before all the good food is gone". I said, my aching hunger refusing to leave me in peace. I then gave him a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed my stuff. "I will only be 15 minutes. I will have a shower after we eat so you go down first" I said, to which he nodded and headed out of the room. I followed suit but walked across the hall to my room. Upon entering I headed straight towards my suitcase. "Oh crap I haven't charged my phone at all since yesterday" I said to myself, while rummaging for it through my purse. I plugged it in and switched it on only to find 22 missed calls, 14 messages and one voicemail. Oops. I typed in my password and read the latest message: YOU BETER NOT BE DEAD ALREADY BECAUASE I AM SO READY TO KILL YOU WHEN YOU COME BACK! It read. It had been sent from my friend Laura. We had actually met through BTS because she is Jimin's girlfriend; the stupid couple had both been apart of the 'ditch a holiday together' crew. I dialled her number immediately, hoping she wouldn't be too mad.
"What do you want?" She answered in a cold voice.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry to the power of Jimin's abs. I got kind of... distracted yesterday so didn't see your calls" I replied, smiling to myself like an idiot.
"His abs aren't all that you know"
"You better not let him hear that or he will pout for the rest of the day"
"TOO LATE!" I heard Jimin scream in the background. Laura and I both laughed.
"How has your holiday been so far?" She asked me.
"Umm... Yeah about that... Ha-ha okay don't freak out, but...umm how should I put this? Namjoon... kind of told me he loved me yesterday" My eyes widened as I waited patiently for her to reaction. She sighed.
"Well it's about bloody time"
"What? He told you?"
"He didn't have to, we all knew. The guy couldn't have made it more obvious, with how much he talked about you when he became a trainee and the way he just, you know looked at you. He was so badly love sick." Was I really that thickheaded not to notice? "How did you react?" she asked sounding very interested. I paused for a moment; dammit let me just tell her straight up
"We kissed"
"KISSED?!?!" Jimin shouted down the phone. I laughed again.
"Jimin, give me the damn phone right now before I deform your Jungkook plushy again" Laura said angrily. Jungkook... I had forgotten about Jungkook! I screamed internally. My feelings for Namjoon and Jungkook both started to conflict within me. Oh no why was this happening now?
"Tell him to treat you well Rianna or I will body roll him into tomorrow" Jimin said before passing the phone back to Laura. I have to tell her, I don't know what to do, I thought to myself. For the next ten minutes I explained the situation I was in; she listened attentively until I had finished.
"Your going to have to chose one of them Rianna, you don't want to lead anyone on"
"Yeah, I know I do" I sighed.
"Who do you want to choose?" I tried to think, but then Jimin interrupted my train of thought.
"Laura, hurry up and come back to bed," He cooed.
"Jimin, I swear to god if you don't stop trying to seduce me, especially when I am on an important call we are breaking up" She yelled back at him.
"Do you know what, just forget it" He sounded irritated.
"Okay, okay, he went to the bathroom, tell me now" she said.
"You know, you should really show that poor boy some more love" I replied, feeling bad for Jimin.
"Yeah I know. Sometimes I feel really bad and all I want to do is hug him telling him how much I appreciate everything he has given me. But I love him too much to show him any respect, if that makes sense"
"It doesn't," I giggled.
"Well that's love, it never makes sense". She was right. "I better go after Jimin actually, a quick make out session and he should be back to his old self". I rolled my eyes; gosh these two had such a weird relationship. I envied it.
"Have fun" I said, still giggling.
"Oh, we will" She sniggered before cutting the phone off. I sat on my bed for a moment and thought about what I should do next. My head was starting to hurt as memories from times with Namjoon and Jungkook where clashing. I went to the bathroom and freshened up in the hope that it would cool me down. As I looked in the mirror I noticed my little heart locket Namjoon had given me years ago: I had gone to prom with this complete jerk that every girl at school drooled over. However, he had gotten really drunk and began touching me, which I stupidly didn't stop because his forcefulness scared me. Namjoon had ditched his date that night and tried to get the guy to back off; it resulted in Nam getting punched in the face. That's when I lost it and kicked the guy back, but in his manhood. We had left the prom early and decided that I would stay at his house. We had so much fun that night because all his aunts, uncles and cousins from his mother's side had come to visit Korea from America, and trust me when I say that there were a lot of them. After they all went to sleep Namjoon and I stayed out in the garden, and that's when he gave me the locket. It belonged to his late grandmother, whom we both loved dearly and contained a picture of us when we went to Japan for a trip in year 8. I snapped out of my flashback at the sound of a loud knock.
"Rianna are you there? You haven't come down for half an hour and I'm starting to worry" Namjoon said, the concern evident in his tone. I didn't even realise how much time had passed or the fact that I was clutching onto my locket for dear life.
"Rianna, seriously you're starting to really scare me now. Please answer me if your there". I didn't want him to see me like this: tears were pouring out of my eyes and I didn't know how to stop them. But there was one thing I was surer about than anything in the world: I loved him. I loved my best friend so much that it tightly twisted my insides every time I thought about it. I loved him; I really, really loved him.
"Okay, I'm going to call for help, if you are inside then hold on. I won't let anything happen to you". I ran as fast as I could to the door of my room and opened it to see the one I loved standing there on the phone. He cut off whomever he was dialling and looked up at the ceiling and sighed with relief.
"Jesus don't you ever scare me like that again. You could have at least yelled that you were okay or something." He said, making it clear that he was mad. I stood at the door frozen and began to whimper. "Anyway forget that- Hey, hey what's wrong; why are you crying?" He asked, his voice turning gentler. In that moment my emotions had taken their toll: I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with all I had. At first he was a little startled, but then quickly recovered as our movements synchronised. Grabbing hold of my body he lifted me into the air; the touch of his lips had gotten lighter as we took our time to savour this moment. "Hey, what's gotten into you? Why are you so, willing?" He asked as we finally broke away. I grabbed hold of his cheeks and brushed my lips on the tip of his nose.
"I think I am in love with my best friend". I whispered. He paused and just stared at me in disbelief for a minute, but then returned me down to the floor and placed his forehead on top of my shoulder.
"You don't understand how long I have waited to hear those words from you," he breathed. I rested my head onto his as we held hands in the marble hallway. "But it was worth the wait" he finally whispered.