"Behind the door of Room 400, whispers stir and shadows play,
What lingers there may change your fate... if you dare to stay."
(Everything written in this book is fictional it has nothing to do with the idol's life, thank you.)
I'm sprawled on the couch, enjoying my rare day off. Morning sleep has been divine, but now... dinner calls for my handsome self.
Knock knock!
I groan and roll over. Who could it be? I open the door-BAM! Pushed aside.
"TODAY IS FELIX'S SECOND BIRTHDAY!!" Y/N screams.
"How many times in a year is he born?!" I ask.
"THREE TIMES!!" She charges past me like a whirlwind.
Wait-what is she doing in my room? Is she here to rob my wardrobe? My money?
"GET READY FAST!!" she yells, throwing a black suit on my bed.
"I DON'T WANNA ATTEND THAT JOKER'S FAKE BIRTHDAY PARTY!!" I protest.
She just glares, palm out. "Then give my money back."
I groan, grab the suit, and toss her out. "Stand in the living room!" She nods obediently... for now.
Suit on, hair perfect, I march out-looking impeccable, obviously-but she claps her hands like she's starting a parade.
"WE WILL DRINK AND DANCE AROUND!!"
"And the very next day I will find your dead body, and the murderer is your father!" I shout, deadpan. She gulps and runs off. I follow, locking the door behind me.
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Downstairs chaos. Jeongin argues with the cab driver. Felix is already inside, goggles on, full party mode. Jungkook appears, smirking like he owns the place. Y/N opens the door for me.
THUMP! Taehyung crashes through the window. Y/N pushes him inside. I step back. He's still holding last month's bill.
I barely get seated, and then... Jungkook forces himself in. "There isn't space! Get out!!"
"Ughhh," I mutter, squeezed like sardines. Jeongin shoves the door open and jumps in. Y/N plops into the passenger seat.
My reputation. Ruined.
Felix suddenly screams: "YEAH MOVE ASIDE, I'M THE GROOM!"
"ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED??" Jeongin asks, genuinely confused.
Felix ignores him. We reach... Felix's apartment.
"HAPPY DEATH ANNIVERSARY!!" Jeongin shouts.
"IT'S MY ILLEGAL BIRTHDAY!!" Felix yells back.
I seriously consider smacking someone. If this is Felix's place, why did he leave it in the first place?
Doorbell rings. Eunwo barges in. "THERE IS A PARTY AND NO ONE CALLED ME!"
Felix storms over. "WHO GAVE YOU MY LOCATION HUH?!" Eunwo shrugs and walks in anyway.
Jungkook turns the music up. Everyone dances. I sip my apple juice.
Y/N whispers: "Alcohol was expensive, so we got this."
I glance at her. A priest is now dancing like he's auditioning for a music video.
I lean back on the couch, spotting mango cake in the drawer. Free food. Small victories.
Suddenly, Jeongin falls on me. Choke.
"CAN'T YOU DANCE PROPERLY? STOP FALLING ON ME! I KNOW I'M HANDSOME BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN CRASH INTO ME LIKE THAT!!"
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH! LAST YEAR, YOU DANCED LIKE THIS, I WAS JUST COPYING!!" Jeongin yells.
Ahhh, familiarity. I get it now. I glare, yell back: "I WILL COPYRIGHT YOU!"
Taehyung continues flailing dramatically. Y/N dances with Jungkook, hands on hands, hips... it's a bass-boosted slow song, apparently. I roll my eyes. She could've asked me to dance. I would've danced beautifully, effortlessly, handsomely.
Felix sits beside me. "Jealous?"
"No," I sip mango juice, cool as ever.
"Sure?"
"It's a cheap illegal birthday party. Stop acting like it's a movie."
Felix smirks. "400th room. Late night. Lights off."
I panic slightly. No, handsomeness cannot fail here. "Whatever you're talking about, I don't wanna hear it."
"When's the wedding then?"
"Wedding?" I raise an eyebrow.
"We know you ain't paying the debt. Easy to marry her."
