Gone To Hell | Seventeen

VII.

"Fuckface, wake up."

My eyes opened instantly to the harsh words. I could tell without a secomd thought who was addressing me.

"Do you have to be so rude?"

I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. Hoshi had his typical glare on his face, the look he only had when I was in his line of vision.

He didn't answer, so I looked around awkwardly. Neither Jeonghan nor Vernon were in our room, confusing me.

"Where's the other-"

"I woke you last." He answered my question, not allowing me to finish.

I was surprised by his words. He allowed me to sleep in a little.

"Oh, that's nice. Thank you."

He chuckled very darkly, shaking his head. "I woke you last because I care for your presence the least."

My face dropped, my own eyes creating slits as he exited the bedroom. He didn't like me, it was obvious.

I forced myself out of bed, finding my outfit from yesterday in our pile in the corner. After locking the door and shutting the curtains, I rapidly dressed, putting on my outfit so I could get outside and see what I missed so far this morning.

Hoshi, what a dick. What's his problem with me? Did I do anything to wrong him? He's the one who tried to stab me yesterday! He's done nothing but glare and curse at me since we met.

Is it because of what I said when Mingyu claimed 'he hates Hoshi'? I just curiously asked what Hoshi was, or who he was I guess. But it wasn't like I insulted him. What did I do for Hoshi to become such a douchebag, only torward me?

After putting on my boots, I opened the curtain and saw the group eating breakfast outside, around the already lit fire. For the most part, it seemed everyone was already close to finishing, if they hadn't already. Hoshi really did let me sleep in. And I'm his own roommate!

I made my way downstairs, unintentionally stomping out of slight anger, and found a plate of pancakes setting out. I grabbed a paper plate and took two from the pile, drizzeling a generous amount of syrup over them. I grabbed a plastic fork and walked outside, first passing the living room where Vernon, Jun, and Seungkwan sat.

I reached the fire, sitting on one of the benches next to Yunmi. She grinned at me, and I took in her appearance. She looked more alive this morning, less like she just escaped death. Her hair was wavy, out of the braids she had her hair in at dinner last night. Her skin wasn't very pale, a natural beige color that was very complimenting to her hair color.

"How was your sleep, Raejin?"

Her voice seemed more lively, too. I could see why, considering she had gotten some sleep and didn't just wake up after being stabbed.

"It was alright." I shrugged, trying to ignore the way I was awakened, "How about you?"

"It would've been fantastic, but I discovered what loud snoring sounds like." She laughed, glancing over at Seungcheol, "I didn't fall asleep until about an hour after I laid down. Should've asked to stay in Mingyu's room."

I laughed, relieved that she was gettimg along with the members, aside from Seungcheol of course. I still didn't know why he disliked her, but I knew he would get over it eventually.

"Hey, look!" I heard Chan yell in excitement, his mouth half full, "Mom's up!"

I groaned, ignoring DK's yells of how I slept in and he didn't, and shoved more pancake into my mouth. Yunmi laughed at my sad attempt to gain peace.