apology

seventeen

December 22, 2015, 4 a.m.

"Ugh," I complain while flipping over in bed and stuffing my head under the pillow as my phone's annoying ringtone starts to reverberate throughout my small bedroom in the dead of the night.

I sigh in relief as the irritating noise starts to fade away, but just as I replace the pillow under my head, my phone starts to ring again.

"GODDAMMIT!" I curse, ruffling my hair in annoyance as I reach towards the nightstand for my phone.

"Hello?" I mumble, still not fully awake.

"Minrae-ah!" Hoseok exclaims from the other end of the line.

"Do you know what time it is?!" My scolding comes out as an unclear mutter.

"Come down from your apartment right now," Hoseok ignores my chiding.

"What do you want?" He may be one of my closest friends, but ain't nobody wakes me up from my precious beauty sleep like that and expects me to get up from my bed before the sun rises.

"Just come down," he snaps.

"For what?" I repeat my question.

"You'll see. Just listen to me, alright?" he persuades me.

I roll my eyes, finally giving in to him as I sit up on my bed. "I'll be downstairs in ten." With that, I hang the call and start to get dressed.

***

"You're here!" Hoseok exclaims in delight as I appear from the doorway of my apartment building. However, his face changes to a look of slight disgust as he takes in my dressing - a simple over-sized white sweater, shorts, and a pair of slippers, along with my uncombed hair. "You're going in... that?" he cautiously asks.

"Is there a problem?" I roll my eyes. "Ain't nobody's dressing up for the person who disrupted her sleep."'

Hoseok laughs, but still insists his point. "You should change."

"You either bring me in this outfit, or I don't go at all," I threaten, rubbing my dreary eyes to keep myself awake.

Hoseok sighs, but doesn't continue to argue. "Taehyung was right when he said that your sleep isn't to be messed with," he mutters, before taking my hand into his and pulling me towards his car.

***

"Hey, we're here! Wake up~" Hoseok sings while cutting the engine.

I open my eyes, half-dead as I take in our surroundings through the car windshield. 

Greenery everywhere.

I start to wonder if Jung Hoseok brought me here to rape me. I trust him too much for my own good.

"Let's go," he pulls me out of the car and into the woods.

"Where are we going?" I ask him.

"Hiking," he replies simply.

Before I can reply, the trees part and we reach a clearing, where my gaze meets two familiar figures, one of them belonging to Bangtan's golden maknae Jungkook, and the other belonging to Park Jimin.

Jimin and I make eye contact the second I step into the clearing, but almost immediately, we look away, faces reddening as the scene from yesterday comes back to mind.

I have no idea how to face him, or what our relationship is now. He didn't ask me to be his girlfriend, so we're not dating, but then again... we're definitely not just friends.