INTERRUPTION {MYG}

Part 10

A few days later...

I gulped and had an odd sensation of deja vu as my fist hovered above the guys' front door. It brought me back to the night of the party all over again. It was a few days since said party and Jungkook and J-hope invited me over to start working on the choreography for our dance routine. Suga would be there, too... but I tried to keep my mind off of him. He just gave me too many weird feelings that confused and distracted me and I couldn't afford that at this point in my college career.

"Are you gonna knock or are you just gonna stand there like a creep?" A fuzzy, digital voice popped out of nowhere, breaking me out of my deep thoughts.

I jumped a tad and whipped my head around to try to find the source of the robot-y voice.

"Doorbell," the voice sighed.

I squinted my eyes and leaned my face towards the doorbell. I inspected the camera embedded on the doorbell up close with fascination.

"Aish, back up, back up!" The voice shouted. "I can see your brain through your nostrils..."

I gasped and covered my poor nostrils with my hand, praying to the heavens that I didn't have any boogers or nose hairs sticking out.

I hastily knocked on the door and waited, growing red with humiliation.

The door swung open and there Suga stood, leaning against the doorway with his arms smugly crossed and an annoying smirk formed with his inviting lips.

I hated how cute he looked. I hated that I tried to kiss him that night. I hated that I wanted to try again.

"Nice nostrils," he greeted.

Aaand, I'm back to reality.

"Nice stalking," I retorted and mimicked his crossed arms with slight attitude.

He laughed a little and moved out of the way to let me inside.

"Just for the record," he began as I walked pass him, "I get motion sensor notifications on my doorbell app. And I knew you were coming today. So, I put two and two together. I wasn't like... waiting by the door or anything."

I flipped my hair over my shoulder. "Uh-huh, okay, sureeee."

"I'm serious!" He called, shuffling after me.

"Whatever you say."

I heard him make a frustrated sound from behind me and I smirked a little.

"Jungkook and J-hope are in the garage," he stated, falling into step with me. "I assume you remember how to get there?"

I gave him a playful side eye. "As a matter of fact, I do. Hopefully there won't be some weirdo lurking in the shadows waiting to jump me again."

"Hey!" He pouted. "It's not my fault you're a baby and can't handle a little 'boo,'" he mumbled to himself.

We made it the garage and found the other two members of my dance group listening to the song we were given and trying to come up with different sequences to go along with the beats. J-hope only marked his dance moves, but he still looked exceptionally flawless doing just that.

"Hey, guys," I waved, getting their attention.

Jungkook looked up and gave me a soft smile. He paused the music and both of the guys came over to properly greet me.

"How ya been doing since last time we saw you?" J-hope asked, flashing me a wide smile.

I gave him a grin of my own. "Great, actually. Ready to do this thing."