Unexpected to Least Expected

Chapter 4~We're going

*6:30pm*

I hear the door open. I open my eyes and look over at the door.

"Ray?" I say in a sleepy tone.

She walks in and her eyes go wide. She points down at the couch. I look, he's still here, he didn't leave.

I chuckle a bit. He's sleeping, he looks so cute.

"When did this happen?" She wisper yells as she sits on the chair next to the couch.

I lay back down against him, "I don't know. I wasn't felling well so he drove me home. He offered to make soup but he has yet to make some. It is quite disappointing, I was looking forward to it."

"YOU'RE SLEEPING NEXT TO HIM. HOW CAN YOU BE THINKING OF SOUP!" She yells.

I shush her, "Shh. You'll wake him"

I feel movement next to me. He moves closer to me and pulls me into his embrace.

"OMG THIS IS SO CUTE!"

I roll my eyes, "Again stop yelling."

"SORRY. Oops sorry." At least she's trying, "I'll leave you be." She gets up and walks away.

I close my eyes again and fall back to sleep.

*7:45*

**Ring Ring**

I wake up to a phone ringing. It's Kooks, "Kook you're phone." He doesn't wake up.

**Ring Ring**

"Come on." I take the phone of the coffee table and answer, "Hello?"

"When did you become a chick? Who is this?"

"It's y/n. Jungkooks unavailable right now. Who's this?"

"Oh y/n. It's Yoongi."

Oh from the bar, "Oh hey. So why'd you call. I can tell him to call you back."

"Nah it's fine. I'll tell him another time... So why are you with Jungkook?"

I roll my eyes, "Bye Yoongi."

"Aww. Ok bye." We hang up. I poke Kook again, this boy won't wake up. It's been like 6 hours.

"Kook! Wake up." I tap his shoulder.

"Mmm." He pulls me closer to him. Come on.

"KOOK! WAKE UP~" still nothing. What the hell is up with this kid.

I laugh, "I know something that'll wake you up." I push him off the couch. He lands gently on the carpet. Thankfully the floors aren't too hard, "what the fuck. This kid just doesn't wake up."

I smile to myself. I remember reading different ways to wake up a heavy sleeper. One of them stayed in my head, I've always wanted to test it out.

I lean over and look at his sleeping corpse. Oh I'm doing it. I pull up his shirt. "Holly fuck!" I whisper yell. He's got some nice abs. Y/n back to what we are here for. I pull his shirt up to reveal his chest.

I reach my hand forward and twist his nipple.

"OW!" He wakes up.

"Ha ha! It does work." I lean back against the couch.

He sits up. His eyes still partially shut, "What was that for?"

"You wouldn't wake up. Also Yoongi called."

"Did you answer?" He tiredly asks.

I nod my head, "Yeah. He was surprised I was with you. I'm guessing you either don't hang out with girls often or he just didn't expect me to be one of them." He gives a 'are you done yet' look with a slight smile. I awkwardly laugh, "I'm talking too much again."

He nods and laughs, "It's fine. You feeling better?"

I don't feel like puking and my headache is gone, so yes. I smile, "I think so."

"Good."

I cross my arms and pout, "You said you were going to make me soup. I still haven't gotten any."

He laughs, "You're the one who wanted to cuddle."

"And you were the one who wouldn't release me."

His eyes go wide, "Ha, sorry." His nervous laugh is so cute.

I giggle, "It's fine."

He smiles, "Do you want soup now?"

I nod. He gets up and walks to the kitchen, "You can use anything you want."

"Thanks. Is there a specific-"

Fuck, I push by him and run towards the bathroom. I make it to the toilet just in time. Honestly with all this puking, I'm getting really good at aiming and timing.

I hear two sets of footsteps at the door.

"Omg, y/n. This is the 3rd time today."

"Actually 4th." Kook informs.

I can't respond. I puke again.

"I think we should get you checked out."

I stop puking and shake my head, "N-no. I'm fine."

"No you're not. It won't be that bad. Come on please."

I really don't want to go. I give puppy dog eyes, "please."

She's always a sucker for them. She sighs, "Ahh. Come on that's unfair."

"Y/n you're going to the hospital." I look up at him and try the same thing, "Not gonna work. It's your health, let's go."

I huff, "Come on. I'm fine-" fucking hell. I puke again.

He sighs, "Once you're finished puking we're going."