(Finished unrevised)
Lisse is thrown into a relationship with the biggest kpop band and is unsure how to navigate that with her dark past and history of mental health. Can she handle juggling 7 boyfriends? Will she fall in love with just one?
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Waking up I feel overly warm. Oh god it's so hot in here. Suddenly remembering I'm not alone. Jimin. I look at the sleeping handsome man beside me. Wow. He's even more heavenly when he's asleep.
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Going to turn I hit another body... what the?...
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"Taehyung?" I whisper. Taehyung is sleeping with me too? What even happened last night. Carefully removing the blanket from Taehyung and crawling out of my bed I carefully replace the blanket. I sneak my way to the kitchen to look at today's chart. Jungkook.
Panic sets into my brain. Oh god. He hasnt... he hasnt said much to me... I don't even think he likes me... my breathing becomes uneasy and I just want to hide.
"Hey Lisse." A deep voice booms from the other side of the kitchen.
"Taehyung?"
The curly haired boy shakes his hair and smiles. "Good morning."
"Good morning... you uh? You came into my bed last night?" A blush settles on my face.
"I woke up because you left and I was face to face with Jimin when I woke up."
"Taehyung ah you tried to kiss me" I hear a voice boom from down the hallway.
A blush settles over Taehyung's face "I THOUGHT YOU WERE LISSE!"
"Your EYES were open."
"NO."
"Yes."
I laugh at the boys arguing as 3 sleepy heads make their way down the stairs. "Where is Namjoon and Jungkook?"
The others look around. "Namjoon stayed with his mom for the night. Something for his sibling came up." Hoseok smiles at him.
"Where is Jungkook?" Yoongi repeats the question.
Everyone shrugs. "I'll text him." Hoseok says.
"We're running late guys." Jimin says to the others.
They all run to their rooms to get changed. And quickly run out of the door waving bye as they go. Taking a deep inhale I slump down on the couch. "He must hate me." Thinking of the doe eyed boy. "He... he didn't even give me a chance." Why does this even bother me?
