My Property

CHAPTER 10

"Yes, and you won't be going there for a long time"

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I looked up and saw Yoongi staring at me with numerous emotions. I could distinguish a teasing, mocking, consolation, and amusing emotion swirling around in his eyes, but the subtle guilt couldn't be concealed. Guilt? Why guilt?

I guess they really are keeping things from me. But no matter how much I keep begging them to tell me, they won't disclose anything. I don't want to keep pleading, because I will only get on their nerves.

I let out an overthrown sigh and nodded softly to Yoongi, who was still staring at me. Jin has begun cooking and was simmering some onions in a frying pan.

I heard footsteps in the hallway, approaching the kitchen and a smiling Jungkook walked into the silent room. He looked around conflicted, polling why it was so quiet.

"Uhm, what are we having for breakfast?" Yoongi, Jin, and I -who were the only ones present in the kitchen- looked up at Jungkook, who asked the question. Jin when was about to respond, when I abruptly let out a gasp.

"Why don't we just eat cake for breakfast?" I internally squealed at the thought, but swallowed a lump in my throat, when Jin looked up from the frying pan in his hands and slowly turned his head towards me with a glare.

"You better be joking young Lady, because you have no idea how serious I am about eating a healthy breakfast." I wanted to roll my eyes at his statement, but halted, thinking about the consequences.

"Nope, I had no idea" I muttered sarcastically, not intending for the others to hear, but Jin's sudden tense position and Jungkook's surprised look told me enough.

"You're becoming a brat, and I don't like it. I prefer the cute shy girl, who offered me to help wash the dishes and listens to what she is told." Jin let out a huff and turned his head back towards the pan, in which he had added some kimchi.

My face flushed red in embarrassment and I put the palm of my hands on my cheeks. From the corner of my eye, I could see Yoongi and Jungkook smirking, but I doubted it was for the same reason.

"I am going to the restroom, please excuse me." I stood up promptly and walked out of the kitchen and walked to the right.

"Doll, the restroom is in the other direction." If my face could become redder than it already was, I was sure it would explode. I quickly passed the doorway from the kitchen without looking inside, but the chuckles I heard inside, made me speed up even more.

When I walked into the restroom, I locked the door and walked towards the mirror. My reflection looked terrible, which means that I look terrible as well. I pulled my hair out of the low ponytail and brushed my hand through my hair to make it look more presentable. Then I tied it back in a low messy bun.

I showered yesterday evening, so I didn't want to take a shower again. I am lazy and tired, so it didn't matter. I took a washcloth and started to clean my face and armpits.

I threw it into the laundry basket and looked back at my reflection. Much better. Not a lot, but better.

I combated whether I should change my clothes or keep my pj's on, but I decided to keep them on because I was going to take a nap later, after breakfast.

I walked back to the kitchen and saw that no one was there anymore. They probably already started eating.

I opened the door that led to the dining room but saw that no one had touched the food yet. When I closed the door behind me, I saw that all the attention was on me.