This fucking place and you

Arrival

The car stopped in front of a large building. Astonished, I opened my eyes wide. "Are you shitting money or what?!" it burst out of me. Startled, I clapped my left hand over my mouth.

Yoongi next to me rolled his eyes while Namjoon turned to us with a grin. "One could say so." A giggle escaped me, which I immediately tried to suppress. Namjoon looked at me happily. "Hey, she can laugh!" I felt myself blush. "Oh...", I murmured, embarrassed. 

The loud slamming of the car door next to me made me flinch. Yoongi had gotten out and walked with big strides to the front door. Namjoon watched him with a furrowed brow.

 "We're going in better now too." Come on. When he got out, he walked around the car, opened the door for me, and helped me get out. I was still a bit shaky. Gratefully, I looked into his eyes.

When he finally opened the front door, I gasped in shock. The interior of the house looked even more expensive than the exterior facade. Namjoon placed a hand on my back and gently pushed me forward. "Don't stop, Yunai. I'll quickly show you where you can sleep." 

With slow steps, I followed him while examining the furniture, paintings, and everything else more closely. I only realized I had stopped when I felt someone lift me up in a bridal style. 

Namjoon looked down at me. "Are you so tired? I'd rather carry you." 

I started kicking wildly with my legs. "Oh, that's fine. I can walk by myself." I laughed nervously, but Namjoon's only response was a brief pressure of his hand on my leg. "Stay still, or you'll fall down," he whispered to me. I turned red. 

As we passed by the kitchen, I could see on the big clock that it was already shortly after half past twelve. I yawned loudly. "Namjoon," someone said behind us. He turned around so quickly that I clung to his shoulder with a startled squeak. 

Yoongi stood in front of us with a glass of water in his hand. When he saw me in Namjoon's arms, he squinted his eyes slightly. "Oh, forget it," he murmured. 

After that, he quickly ran past us. A suffocating feeling settled on my chest. He must have really had a problem with me. Did he hate me? Calm down. Why should he hate you? He wouldn't have any reason to. 

I exhaled the breath I had been holding without realizing it. Namjoon sighed. "I'll talk to him tomorrow, don't worry about it." „Okay." Hesitantly, I took my hands off his shoulder and rubbed my eyes. 

Namjoon turned around again and kept walking until we reached a hallway. In total, there were seven rooms. I remembered how Namjoon explained to me that besides him and Yoongi, there were five other roommates in this house. 

We stopped in front of one of the doors. I pressed it from my position and with a soft sound, it closed behind us again. In front of a large bed, we finally came to a stop. Gently, Namjoon laid me on the bed. "Don't worry, I will sleep in the living room. See you tomorrow, Yunai."

 He smiled at me one last time before turning around to leave. "Wait!" Astonished, he turned around again. "Yes? Do you need anything else?"

 Slowly, I shook my head. "N-no. Just... thanks. For everything." 

His gaze became warm. Good night, Yunai." After that, he closed the door. Shortly thereafter, I fell into a deep sleep.

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Guys, I'm so sorry that nothing has been posted for so long.

There's still a lot to come today and probably tomorrow too, if I can manage it. The texts all already exist, I just have to translate them, but that should be quick.