I sat on the floor of my loft putting some decorations together, mostly pictures in their frames and then deciding how I want them to look on the wall before I start pounding nails into the drywall. I decided a small break can't hurt so I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of green tea. I drank it all and then went to go back up to the loft but my phone started ringing on it's charger down here. I groaned and started back down the stairs and rushed to my phone before it could go to voicemail.
"Hello?" I answered forgetting to look at the caller ID. "Come meet us for ice cream yeah?" Namjoon more demanded than asked. "But I'm in the middle of decorating..." I whined to him. "Just come on, we are at the one down the street for your convenience." He tempted me. I groaned and moaned but slipped on my shoes and started out the door.
"Fine you don't have to come." He said but I was already halfway there. "No, I'm coming. I'm almost there actually." I said and stopped whining to him. "The what was all that complaining for?!?" He kind of yelled and I started laughing. I could see the guys laughing because I was across the street from the shop so I started laughing harder.
Namjoon started yelling at the boys and I laughed harder. "Stop laughing!" He was yelling at all of us. I hung up as I walked into the shop and everyone was still laughing. "Oh come on Joonie, that was pretty funny." I said when I walked up to their group. "Whatever, what do you want?" He asked and walked towards the counter to order my ice cream. "Green tea in a waffle cone please." I told him. He ordered it for me and then brought mine back.
"Thank you oppa." I muttered and started on the dripping parts of my cone. "Did you just call me oppa?" He questioned with wide eyes. "Well yeah, I mean aren't you my oppa?" I retorted. "You don't call anyone else oppa..." He grumbled and I giggled as his face slowly turned pink. "The only one here that isn't my oppa is Jungkook but I'll still call him oppa if he wants." I said to everyone. Jungkook's face then turned red, not even pink but just flat out red.
"No, it's okay noona." He said in English. I smiled at him and everyone went on talking about things I can't understand yet. I finished my cone in thirty minutes about and I stood up to leave. "I've got stuff to do guys, I'll be going first. Thank you for the ice cream." I bowed to them.
"I'll walk you home, it's getting a little dark." Taehyung offered and stood up to walk me home. "Bye guys!" Everyone yelled at us as we were walking out. "Use protection!" Rap Monster yelled out as the door was shutting and turned and gave him the finger as we passed by the glass. Taehyung giggled at me and my flustered face.
"So what are we going to do?" He asked as we walked. "Well I'm in the middle of decorating my upstairs, but that's boring." I told him. "No, it's not that bad. I want to help, it'll go by faster too." He said to me. I looked at him and realised he didn't have a disguise on so if we aren't careful we can be caught. "Why are you looking around suddenly?" V asked as he dropped his face a little just in case.
"Oh, I'm just afraid of us being caught. I don't want you to have any rumors and fans attacking you." I said to him. "Thanks, we didn't wear anything to mask our identities today. We didn't think we were going to go out." He said and kept his head down. "It's okay, we are here anyways." I told him and he held the door open to my complex lobby.
YOU ARE READING
His Butterfly
FanfictionOne eventful BTS concert will leaves Ren Trelor in the hands of seven mischievous boys, one hoping to capture the heart of the butterfly. Ren Mariposa Trelor is just a 19 year old girl who just moved from her hometown Reno all the way to Los Ange...