It was a joke. Namjoon (as he later introduced himself as) said he didn't mean it, and he elucidated it in the most remorseful way, like it would've offended you when it didn't. It was okay to protect you from a gang of seniors—whom you didn't know how old they were or what they were about to drop on you—by saying that he saw you first therefore he had the right to violate you ever.
And hearing that, it was the weirdest thing someone could ever say as defence to protect some other one, and you were as terrified as you were the second all of them approached you, but he became your first crush almost instantly, and you barely knew if he was one of them.
But you never saw him again since that day. You heard from somebody around the neighbourhood if he turned out to be horrifying. You wondered if he got beaten by those scums in exchange or if he indeed joined them and didn't remain intact to keep you safe now that nobody dared to bother you any more.
Just what would a seven-year-old actually know, anyway?
*
Sometimes it was hard to keep on a straight face when your eyes met with Yoongi's. He looked cute and playful around his circle of peers, but he always glared when you tried to be polite by smiling.
Maybe he despised you from the start, and it had been a couple of months until you eventually realised it if he wasn't going to be someone you should admirer. He could be dropping his cool and tell the principal he hated the morning assembly—the old woman would have dispersed it from the rules immediately.
If only you had known sooner if he made the bus driver pulled the brake in the middle of a busy motorway just because he demanded so that day his class went on an outing.
Think of it, just what would mum say if she knew you liked a Valentine outside but a Satan inside?
*
You became friends with Jungkook not too long after your tenth birthday party. He was an idiot and you preferred to recognise him such. He had a great smile, and your next-door neighbour's dog liked him.
Lunch was the other time you got to see him up close yet no one was able to tell you don't. He casually volunteered to watch over the queue so that students didn't cheat and swipe someone else's card for a tray of food.
He did running a lot so he was also popular, and not to mention wanted. His detectable habit included making you feel important by waving and greeting you when he actually was talking to the person behind you all the time.
When would Oppa notice you, Oppa?
*
Things got better when you enter the next grade. Somebody was dropping and he had to join your class on the third month after school started. Jimin sat two seats behind you on the left, and he often patted your head.
There was this one time during the very cold winter and it was raining when he took off his cardigan and passed it to you then waited for you to put it on right away and, with a grin, only left after you did. He was used to flashing the upper part of his body down to the torso, so it wasn't a big deal for him—or so you guessed.
The only perturbation was the inside argument whether you approved of it or not because of this jealousy building amongst the rest of his fans including you. You had witnessed him doing something less or more to them, as well.
Should you feel special since you were one of the lucky ones, though?
*
A day before he moved next to your house, Seokjin had already visited the location. On the excuse of wanting to know his neighbours first, he managed to get mum inviting him for dinner thus you found someone as an inspiration for Cooking Lesson With Mum.
Every day after he got home off work, he always said hi to you who used to pretend that you had just got home from school which its gate you left five hours before. You liked it when he complimented and wished you the best, because that was the only time he would joke about liking you a little more every day.
Every week on different consecutive days, he would make you lunch and mum had NO IDEA about it until he got an offer from the other side of the state and had to leave and you were staring at the bento box he gave to you as souvenir for seven weekends' lunchtimes minus the other mealtimes she didn't get to experience with you.
When would you meet him again?
*
One of the many faults you regretted was not standing up for yourself when a boy from the second class of the same grade started the rumour of you fancying Hoseok when all you did was glancing over for him because he was shrieking in your classroom and you thought someone was dying.
The hyena kept coming to your desk whenever there were times and chances then started acting like a Romeo since. At the age of hitting puberty, all you wanted to do was choke him right then and there.
Even the teachers called you his girlfriend, and on the day parents had to come and take report cards, dad loudly wondered why his parents went up to yours and you nearly turned out to be the one dying.
What wrongs had you done in the past life for that particular one to be yours?
*
For the first time ever, you got the thrill of what people called love. You believed you had already experienced the phase of infatuation and now were completely head over heels for Taehyung. And this time, you were pretty sure the feelings were mutual.
He just needed to skim you very quick for the day, and there would be just the right things he did afterwards that you basically earned a couple more days to live for. You snorted and scoffed at just whatever people wrote under the code 'horoscope', but you always blamed the stars at nights when things didn't go as planned and no astrologist had stepped forwards to stop you from embarrassing yourself in front of him.
His friend came to you one day, warning you that he had been practising a lot to confess his feelings for you on the festival day. You were freaking out on the inside but told that friend if you ain't a joke for them to pull off—though a few days later he started treating you better and better and getting more nervous around you or when your eyes met. It was sad that your family took an emergency departure and you didn't get to say good-bye to anyone, and mum abolished all the contacts' information you owned when you weren't looking because she had had enough of vexation that one time somebody else left.
Why?
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General FictionThis is a compilation of fictions I've written on a blog I co-write: askuroppa.tumblr.com / I'm just saving them here so that I remember, I always have some stuffs to be proud of, during downfalls. (I go by the Admin EMiLY.)