Song: U&I by the Neighbourhood.
The day namjoon asked me out and the argument taehyung and I had later at the diner replays vividly through my head as a dream.
"You and namjoon are dating?!?"
"Yeah! What's it matter to you?"
"It matters a lot!"
"And why does it huh why are you so weird about me being with guys?!?"
"I don't have to explain anything to you."
"Yes you do it's my life you're messing with!"
"Fine! You wanna know why!"
"Yes please enlighten me oh great one!"
"You can't take care of your self okay! You could've gotten raped by mark if it weren't for me you just aren't built for a relationship!" He stands up to walk away.
I'm taken aback "I can't believe you said that," I say offended.
"It's true," he says and walks out.
I suddenly feel kisses upon my neck.
It confuses me since I'd just been through an argument.
"Anaya," a voice whispers.
I realize in a haze that it's just namjoon waking me up.
"Namjoon," I mumble.
He smiles against my neck right before pecking it one last time.
"You've been so touchy lately," I grin down at him.
"You're so touchable," his sloppy grin glows after lighting up the room.
The crisp white sheets of what is now my and namjoons room slide against my skin as I detach myself from the high sitting mattress.
"What's wrong," namjoon immediately asks.
"Nothing I'm fine," I lie.
"Okay well I'm gonna go start making breakfast you go ahead and get cleaned up."
"Okay."
The sheets slide off the left side of the bed completely when namjoon raises off me and I get up.
I hear a giggle that sends confusion through me.
"What is it namjoonie?"
"You look like a little kitten stretching like that."
He giggles again when I throw a pillow at him.
My body emits a shiver when my feet touch our cold tile floor in the bathroom.
There's a sticky note upon the mirror of my and namjoons mirror.
"Write lyrics
Find other hoodie (ask Anaya)
Practice @ 4:30 (don't forget!!)
Tell Jimin he has no jams"
I laugh at the note and mentally prepare myself to put up a fight to keep his sweatshirt.
"Anaya!" I hear Jin yell from downstairs.
"Yeah?"
"Breakfast is ready!"
"Coming!"
I slip my running shoes on and jog down my stairs.
"Mmm it smells good in here," taehyung says.
I mentally roll my eyes.
He makes eye contact with me and his bubbly face turns cold.
