stay the night

32 6 8

by goldenmaknaee

by goldenmaknaee

Jungkook
He heaved a huge sigh, lightly closing the door behind him.

"This room is huge." Bomi stared open mouthed.

"Uh-" he scratches the nape of his neck. "I share it with 2 people."

"Which would explain the three beds." she nods, stopping by the window. "Look, Jungkook! It's beautiful."

She excitedly waves at him to join her at the window. The grey clouds are moving fast, as rain paints the city shown from his room window a dull- yet beautiful- grey.

"Y-yeah..." the rain- which once brought him happiness- washed grief into his body.

"It's beautiful."

He remembered, all of a sudden, Namjoo at his windowsill, the same as Bomi.

What are you doing to me, Yoon Bomi?

Bomi
She had been invited to stay the night, and she gratefully accepted. Though it may not have been the best idea to agree to sleep with 7 strangers- strange men to be exact- she sorta knew them. They were her juniors in the music industry.

Hugging Jungkook's clothes to her body, she showered quickly and pulled on the loose white shirt and baggy sweatpants.

They were huge.

Pouting to herself in the mirror, she shuffled out of the bathroom, into the hallway where 7 boys were eagerly waiting.

"SHE'S SO CUTE ARGH!"

"I TOLD YOU SHE WOULD BE ADORABLE!"

"AWWWW~~"

"HO! HO! HO!"

During the chorus of 'Aww's, Jungkook grabbed her forearm and pulled her out of the hallway, onto the verandah. It was still raining, but the sky was clear, or clear enough so they could see the stars, that seemed to be shining brighter tonight.

Jungkook lies on the damp timber, letting the little drops of rain fall into his hair.

"This is beautiful," he smiles, "like you."

She felt her breath hitch, and heart skip a beat.

"Thanks..." she awkwardly replied.

She wasn't used to love, you could say.

Taehyung
We peered around the corner, all 6 of us stacked on top of each other.

Jungkook was on he floor, while Bomi was swinging her legs on the wood bench.

"Get up!" Jin angrily whispered, as though he could hear it through the closed glass door.

"Yah aish are you a Suga?" Namjoon hissed as Suga punched him in the arm.

"Let him enjoy this." I frown. "He's 16."

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short chapters ftw
;)