𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐯𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

s e v e n

"gguk, are you sure? please don't force yourself." lisa said, glancing at jeongguk who was zipping up his suitcase.

"i'm fine." he shook his head. "it's okay, i need to face my fears."

"alright. i'm here, okay?"

"do the others know?" jeongguk asked. "did you tell them?"

"no, you're going to tell them when you're comfortable." lisa smiled at him as he picked up the suitcase and kept it near the main door. he walked back to her and fell on the couch beside her.

"do you think i'll be okay?"

she was silent for a moment before giving a brief nod, sighing lightly. "you will."

it was quiet for a moment, just the sound of their unmatched breathing. then, lisa spoke up. "do you still... miss her? your ex-girlfriend?"

"yeah." jeongguk exhaled. "i feel bad, i really do. she loved me a lot."

"but you were drunk." lisa said. jeongguk sat up, pulling his knees closer to his chest as he rested his head on it. 

"no," he shook his head, pursing his lips. "still, it's my fault. i was sober enough to make my decision to back out. but i didn't." lisa kept quiet. "it was an excuse." jeongguk said after a moment of pin-drop silence. "y'know the 'i was drunk' shit. i was drunk but i could still back out, but i didn't. i was scared everyone was going to hate me. i was just really immature."

"i know." lisa smiled lightly. "let it go. everyone makes mistakes. it's okay if you're owning up to it and accepting it." she grabbed his shoulder. "we're going there tomorrow. let's hope for the best, okay?"

"okay." jeongguk nodded. "lets sleep?" he asked. "it's gonna be exhausting tomorrow. we're flying to paris."

"yeah," lisa nodded. "but hey, can we just watch the latest episode of the drama we're watching right now? pretty please?"

"fine." jeongguk grabbed the remote and put on netflix while lisa made herself comfortable. they put on the drama and lisa gasped, seeing the eiffel tower in one of the movies as they scrolled past to find their ongoing drama. "paris!"

•••

"paris!" taehyung squealed, the first thing in the morning. he stood up from the couch, ignored the pain that shot through his back and switched off his alarm and stood up, stretching himself. "guys, wake up! we're going to paris!" he shouted, his loud voice successfully waking up his bestfriends. the door to the room opened and namjoon walked in, having already showered.

"when did you wake up?" taehyung asked.

"about an hour or two." namjoon answered.

"but it's only 7 a.m. right now." taehyung gasped.

"i went to gym and took a run around. hoseok is at the gym." namjoon said, walking into the closet. "go, take a shower. i'll get you the towel. and i'll wake the others up too."

"okay." taehyung nodded and rushed off to take a shower.  

namjoon walked out the closet a few minutes later, dressed in a black shirt, tucked into a pair of black skinny slacks that accentuated his tiny waist and his long legs, not to mention his godly thighs. this was seokjin's favourite pant of namjoon's because 'it shows off your legs that someone would die for!'

he sat down on the bed beside his boyfriend and shook his shoulder gently. he knew waking seokjin abruptly will make him grumpy all day. so, he took his own time. it's not like they had to go to work today.

"jin," he called out, one hand shaking seokjin's shoulder while the other caressed his cheek.

seokjin hummed sleepily, hugging namjoon's bicep close to his chest, turning to lay on his side. "what is it, joon?"

"baby, paris." namjoon said and seokjin didn't respond for a minute before he shot up abruptly, their foreheads colliding together, causing them to recoil their heads immediately with groans.

"ow, wait, it's still morning. it's 7 a.m." namjoon said, rubbing a sleepy seokjin's forehead gently and hugging the older. "how was your sleep, hyung?"

"you were here so of course, i slept well." seokjin grinned crookedly, leaning his forehead on namjoon's as he closed his eyes and yawned into his palm. "did you wake the others?"

"everyone's up except yoongi. taehyung is in shower and hoseok's in the gym." namjoon said. seokjin nodded.

"i don't think i'm gonna go to the gym today, i'm really tired from packing last night."

"alright." namjoon nodded and they sat in silence, with namjoon rubbing seokjin's neck until the older was fully awake. "i think taehyung's done. get up and freshen up. i'll order
us some breakfast."

"get something light. the credit card-"

"i'll pay." namjoon shook his head. "get up now, i'll wake yoongi up."

namjoon walked out the room and walked to the guest room, opening the door and walking in, seeing yoongi dressed in just a huge jumper, which was too big on him. it was probably hoseok's. shaking his head, he walked to the older and sat down on the floor beside the bed, blowing into his ear.

"yoongi,"

"argh, hoseok, go away!"

"let's go to paris."

"you got to be kidding me." yoongi grumbled, turning to the other side. "i'm fucking sore, go away."

namjoon scrunched his face up in disgust, going closer to yoongi to smell him only to gag. he reeked of sweat and sex. "ew, yoongi!" he groaned. "you both did not just sleep in our guest room!"

"go away." yoongi ignored him, finally realising that it's namjoon and not his boyfriend. "where's hoseok?" he asked, laying on his back and looking up at namjoon. "why are you so dressed up?"

"hoseok went to the gym. and i think we have a flight to catch in about three hours, no?" he asked.

"shit!" yoongi sat up on the bed, threading a hand through his hair as he grabbed the glass of water from the nightstand. he gulped it down and looked up at namjoon, wiping his lips.

"i'm going to gym-"

"you probably shouldn't. you must be sore. take a shower and have breakfast and you can rest some more. everything is ready and we just need to sit in the cab when it arrives."

"okay." yoongi nodded, eyes shutting close as he yawned.

"i'll call hoseok for you. or should i help you in the bathroom? i won't look."

"no, it's okay, namjoon."

namjoon and yoongi turned to the door to see hoseok standing there, a towel around his neck, hanging from over his shoulder. he was covered in sweat, his skin looking shiny due to the light reflecting on the sweaty skin.

"okay. hurry up. i'm ordering breakfast. the usual?"

"yes." hoseok and yoongi replied. namjoon nodded and walked out the room, glancing back at the couple to see hoseok carrying yoongi in the bathroom. he even heard hoseok make weird noises to wake his boyfriend up.

"yoongi, wake up!"