My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 5

    HER LIPS

❝you're like caramel macchiato,
your scent is still sweet on my lips.❞
 —bts, coffee.

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hyemi

the moment I woke up from my sleep, I was startled when there was six pairs of eyes watching me as if they have never seen a girl before. I covered half of my face with the duvet, and I kept blinking my eyes, begging jungkook would come and help to take them away.

"stop scaring her like that," we heard jungkook yelled from a different room, "you guys are going to wake her up —" he entered the room and saw my face, I must've looked bad, "hey, good morning."

they all looked at jungkook as though he was insane. "I'm sorry," the student council suddenly blurted out, "you brought her here?" he asked with his brows arched in confused.

"why did you brought her here?" I rolled my eyes when the chubby guy asked, and they were attacking jungkook.

"he helped me last night," I said out loud to stop them from fighting, "he helped me from a bunch of drunk men trying to harass me, so I got scared." I told them that jungkook took me to their apartment because I didn't want to go home, I was still traumatised about that night.

after they understood the situation, they walked out from jungkook's room and left us two alone. "sorry about that," jungkook apologised, scratching the back of his neck, worried. I shook my head with an assuring smile that I was fine. "they were just scared that you might be one of those mad girls."

"that's pretty understandable, I would think the same thing too," I admitted which we then shared a laugh. "thanks about last night," I looked at him intently because I was thankful and I wanted him to know that he saved my life.

"don't you think that we're destined to be together? I don't think it was just a mere coincident that I walked near the club —"

I sat up straight and hit him with his pillow, "can you stop ruining this mood?" we laughed again, a bit loud than earlier. "are they angry at you?" I asked as I looked at the door, I was afraid that they might scold him.

he shrugged his shoulders, "they'll be alright. come on, seokjin is making breakfast, you should eat first before you go." he smiled to me before he walked out from his room. I sighed, and then my eyes roamed around his room —it was cosy, unlike my room.

his room looked like any typical teenage boy with posters of their favourite bands and an musical instrument and music discs and the player on the floor, with textbooks and his school bag on the table —oh and clothes scattered around the place.

I got up from his bed and slowly I entered their kitchen because everyone was there. "sit here, hyemi," jungkook patted the empty seat beside him. I probably should've left the place early, I felt so uncomfortable. I sat down and apologised to them.

"we're also sorry about disturbing your sleep," the honoured student apologised, "I heard that you didn't know our names, maybe we should introduce ourselves to you while we enjoy seokjin's breakfast."

everyone agreed, so I learnt their names while eating —they were like decent human being, I just didn't know why the girls were obsessed of them. "okay, so seokjin, namjoon, and then jimin, yoongi. hoseok and taehyung and of course, jungkook," I passed my mission for remembering their names after the meal was finished.