On Jungkook and y/n's one year anniversary, they make a risky decision to sneak her into the In the Soop house for one night of passionate celebration. But will the other members find out and how will they react?
Somewhere in my sleep, I hear someone calling Jungkook's name, but I can't yet tell if it's in my dream or real life.
"Jungkook!"
It's sterner this time and I'm pretty sure it's real life. And I'm pretty sure that's Namjoon's voice. I manage to pry part of my eye open and when I see it's really Namjoon and it looks like the sun is rising and we're still in the living room, my heart drops into my stomach.
I squeeze my eyes shut wishing I could sink through the bottom of the couch and disappear. I feel Jungkook stir and look up at Namjoon who is hovering.
"Jungkook. It's 6:00am. Staff is here to pick up y/n."
6:00am? Then we must have fallen asleep! We've been sleeping for hours now.
"Hobi finished your clothes and they're folded here on the table. I'll leave so you can get dressed and we'll talk," Namjoon pauses and then softer, "Good morning, y/n."
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"Morning, Namjoon," I say into the couch.
I hear him walk out of the room and then the main door open and close. I am still face down on the couch panicking. If I could have dreamed up a worse case scenario, this was it. Now all six of them know about me being here.
And not only did they find us, half of them found us with little to no clothes on. And more than that, Namjoon had to wake us up because we overslept my ride home. And not just overslept in our room. Overslept naked in the common living room. And now I have to do a walk of shame out to Namjoon who sounds none too happy.
Jungkook and I get dressed and head outside, not really sure where Namjoon wants to talk. We find him at the table just outside. He gestures towards two iced drinks.
"Good morning. Here's some Iced Americanos Hobi made you."
I get one of the drinks from the table. Even though we slept way longer than we planned, we only were out a few hours and I am exhausted. I'm going to need all the caffeine I can get to make it home.
"Thanks, Namjoon," I look at Jungkook with a tense smile. "I'm just going to go get packed."
I start to head back to Jungkook's room, but Namjoon stops me. "I'd like to talk to both of you if you don't mind?" Namjoon says with a reassuring smile.
"Namjoon hyung, she doesn't need to be here for this, does she?" Jungkook questions.
"Isn't the staff waiting on me to leave?" I say, looking around to see if anyone is waiting, but there isn't.
"It's fine, Jungkook. I talked to them, y/n, and they have the time. Have a seat," he gestures towards the table.
We sit across the table from Namjoon. He's always been so nice to me, but I've also seen him get cross and frustrated and I've never wanted to be on the receiving end of that. Maybe Jungkook is used to it after years of being on a team with him, but I'm not.
