She opened the door quietly and took a deep breath before entering their room. He wasn't there. She held her breath and stood there, she didn't know what to do.
"The Yakuza came and picked him up." Rapmon's voice was loud and rough behind her. She turned around slowly and shut the door.
"I see." She sighed.
"He's really gonna do it? You couldn't get him to rethink it?" He interrogated her.
"No. Obviously not." She snapped.
"No need to get snippy." He grumbled and sat down on the couch.
"What's he gonna do?" She asked.
"Dunno." Rapmon shrugged and turned on the TV.
"So you don't care." She could barely look at him.
"No one's gonna listen to me anyways." He yawned.
"Yeah they will. You're Rapmon." She grumbled. He looked at her reproachfully,
"I don't like liars." He scorned.
"And I don't like-"
"Controlling assholes. Yeah I heard." Rapmon cut her off with a sneer. She blushed, she hadn't really thought about what the others heard.
Jungkook walked out of his room, and Jimin followed.
"Is it safe?" Jimin asked playfully, although now was not the time.
"Shut the fuck up." Rapmon rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the TV. Rapmon was such and asshole. He irritated her so goddamned much.
"We're going out to get something to eat. Join us if you want." Jungkook grunted.
"Take me with you." J-Hope burst out of his room and joined Jungkook and Jimin.
"The walls here are pretty thin." J-Hope mumbled. She rolled her eyes watched them lazily. The three left awkwardly, leaving Nari and Rapmon in a tense silence. She sat down next to him and focused her eyes on the TV. He was watching the news. How boring, she watched anyways. He refused to speak to her, or look at her.
"I'm sorry about what I said." She mumbled finally.
"It's fine." He answered quickly.
"Is it?" She asked.
"I said it's fine. It's fine." He snapped. She crossed her arms across her chest.
"Fine." She shrugged.
"Fine." He growled.
"Fine." She looked at him.
"Fine." He said it slowly.
"Fi-" she began.
"Oh shut up!" Jin yelled at them through his door. She blushed and he blushed too.
"Sorry." He yelled. She laughed softly, and he chuckled slightly. He was so bipolar.
She watched TV with Rapmon until Suga came home. Which wasn't until very, very, very late at night, and Rapmon had practically fallen asleep on top of her. She stood up abruptly when he entered. Rapmon grunted and narrowed his eyes at Suga before going back into his room. She walked into their room and waited for him on their bed. He sat down beside her, but he didn't say anything.
"So you're really gonna do it." She murmured.
"It's for the best. I just want to give you a normal life." He pleaded.
"I don't want a normal life! I want you!" She put her head in her shaking hands.
"I'm not going anywhere. I made sure of that. I told them that I would only join if I could stay here. They agreed, I'm not going anywhere." He promised, taking her hands in his.
"But you'll be out all night. You could get killed. What if you have to kill people? What would you do then?" She whispered, tears forming in her eyes.
"That's my problem not yours okay?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"It is my problem because I love you. I don't want you to die. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to be up all night worrying about you." Her voice was shaking terribly.
"I'll come back. I promise." He promised. She couldn't help but doubt him. Her trust was wavering and growing thin. And all the hurt of before was coming back. She couldn't trust him, not completely, not anymore. They were falling apart. She hated it, but she could understand why. She just didn't want to face it. She stood and got ready for bed. She grabbed a blanket and began to walk out into the living room. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around.
"What are you doing?" He asked, he looked hurt.
"I'm gonna sleep on the couch. Might as well get used to you not being here." Her voice was sad and small. His hand fell from her shoulder and he was still for a moment. Then he snatched the blanket away from her and walked out into the living room, letting the door swing shut behind him. She crawled into the bed and hugged his pillow to her chest. Everything was falling out of her grasp.
Was she really like her grandmother?
