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Christa's POV
My soul was awakened, I thought it was my alarm ringing, but it was a call, I got annoyed, it was only 4:30 in the morning, I was so annoyed, that I did not even check who was it.
"Namjoon-oppa! I am still sleeping, why would you call at 4:30 in the morning? If you can't sleep, let other people sleep!" I said, annoyed. I waited for the person to answer me. "Namjoon-oppa?" Namjoon-oppa said, he sounded puzzled and confused. "Yah! Namjoon-oppa, stop pretending! I know you are Namjoon-oppa!" I replied, getting more annoyed. I heard a chuckle, I was suppose to shout, but I realized that the chuckle did not sounded low, because Namjoon-oppa's chuckle is so low, that it makes me scared. "Naneun joesong habnida hajiman nuga Namjoon oppa naega chucheug haji anh-eun hwag-in nugu leul hochul." Namjoon-oppa, I mean the boy answered. (Meaning: I am sorry! But who is Namjoon-oppa? I guess you did not check who is calling.)
I checked the name written on my phone, it was definitely not Namjoon-oppa, it was Jimin. My blush appeared, again. Oh gosh, why is it that when I am talking to him, I always do something embarrassing.
"Mianhaeyo! I am so sorry, you know I just get annoyed when I'm disturbed, in anything I do, when I get disturbed, I will get annoyed and will have a bad mood, especially, when someone disturbs me when I'm sleeping." I said, but I realized he cannot understand anything I had say. I was about to translate it, but he quickly answered.
"Ah, okay I understand?" He said, it was like he was not sure how to pronounce the words. I tried to stop myself from chuckling. He sounded so cute, while trying to speak in english. "Keun jag-eob eotteohge ihae naega malhaessda?" I replied, now in Korean. (Meaning: Great job! How did you understand what I said?)
"Machimnae dangsin i malhan eseo hangug dangsin eun e bogwan jaejal jaejal e daehan mulgeon naega ihae haji moshaessda hajiman joh-eun geos-eun gilog haneun geos-i mich haessda gugeul beon-yeog habnida" He said, happily. I just chuckled, he was so cute complaining. (Meaning: At last! You spoke in Korean. You kept on babbling about stuff, I did not understand. But good thing I recorded it, and had google to translate it.)
"Ah, okay, Nan jeongmal gal pil-yo lo dol-a gagi jam. Annyeong!" I answered, still sleepy. (Meaning: I really need to go back to sleep. Bye!)
"I am s-sorry, a-again, for dis-sturbing? Annyeong!" He said, I just smiled, he is really cute. 'Okay, Christa, stop saying he's so cute! It's getting very annonying!' Wow! It's like my mind has its own world.
He ended the call. And, I got ready to go back to sleep.
30 minutes had passed, I still can't sleep.
"Aigoo! That boy! My work is at 9:00AM, what do you expect me to do at like, 5:10 in the morning?!" I asked, myself. I just continued on looking at the ceiling of my room. It was just white. At least, it was clean.
50 minutes had passed, I am still, looking at the ceiling.
"I guess, I'll be cooking breakfast at 6:00AM." I said. I just accepted that I can't sleep, I don't know what to do, maybe just cook. You see, Jungkook's not an early bird. That's why his classes is later than my work. His classes start at 10:00AM, that's why cooking at the time of 6:00AM is not really our routine.
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