Different | k.sj

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"...Hey."

I blinked twice, noticing all 3 of the boys staring at me.

"Stop staring at me." I frowned.

"Aish.." Hoseok rubbed the temple of his forehead.

"She's friendly." Jin joked to Hoseok.

"Yes, I am." I glared.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." Jin laughed, walking over to me to introduce himself.

"I'm Jin, and you are?"

"Hi. I'm Iyagi." I shook his hand, pursing my lips in examination of his face.

"Ah, I like your name." He eye-smiled me, his lips barely thinning.

"Thanks."

.....

"Can I use your bathroom?" I suddenly asked, the boys quickly nodding and overlapping their 'sures' over each other.

"Cool." I gave them a thumbs up and stopped once I got to the doorway.

"It's upstairs on the left." I nodded and continued walking, making my way upstairs to the left.

After using the restroom I found myself standing in front of a bedroom with it's door halfway open. The room was full of pink and different colors. There were some toys on shelves and a desk with the newest laptop on it.

My lips slanted as I studied the room from the doorway, assuming things already. Is he gay?

"Little soon for snooping?" I flinched, my eyes finding their way to the other pair of eyes at the end of the hallway. Jin.

"I'm not snooping." I lowered my eyebrows, "Your bright pink room just caught my eye."

"Mhm... Do you like it?"

"I like the toys--not so much a fan of pink." I shrugged.

"They're not toys...." He gave me a look and turned around, assuming I'd follow him.

"..I wasn't snooping..." I muttered under my breath.

"She's back~" Hoseok sang.

I sighed and returned to my spot on the sofa.

"I found her snooping my room."

"What?" Yoongi looked over at me and squinted his eyes.

"What? I was merely looking at the colors from the doorway!" I snapped at Jin.

"Don't go so hard on her, hyung." Hoseok quietly said, his lips lowered into a face that you could tell he wasn't happy.

"Don't get so hostile, I was just saying you should walk past it like a normal person next time." Jin shrugged, acting like he was so mature.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed, "You assumed me of snooping your room! Do you know the meaning of 'snoop', sir ?" 

"...Sir?" He raised his eyebrows and huffed, "I do know what snoop means, yes. And that's kind of the definition of what you were doing. Would you like me looking into your room? I see you as the privacy type, Iyagi." 

"You're damn correct about that. I would't disrespect your privacy!"

"Well, maybe next time you should respect it. Your actions say otherwise at this point. Actually, your attitude just shows you're a pretty stone-headed child."

I clenched my jaw and took deep breaths throuh my nose, knowing my nostrils were flaring and my cheeks were getting mad.

"Oh, piss off." I stood up, pushing past him and making my way out of the house.

"Iyagi, wait!"

I rolled my eyes, continuing to speed walk down the front yard in the grass. Hoseok came jogging out of the house, catching up to me.

"He didn't mean it! He's just upset I interrupted him when he was working! Iyagi, I'm sorry. Please don't take that as his personality." Hoseok pleaded, trying to keep up with my pace.

"Who does that?! I was actually standing a foot away from the doorway! Why did he suddenly take his anger out on me?!" I ranted, now naturally walking quickly.

"Yah!" I flinched, blinking my eyes repeatedly at Hoseok's shout.

"Sorry." I clenched my jaw again, holding a straight face. But I knew my face was still red.

"It's okay. I'll take you out for lunch. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, I need food right now anyways." I shrugged, trying to calm myself down.

.

"God, this is so good." I shoved more of the burrito into my mouth, my stomach now feeling satisfied.

"You still up for the movie tonight?" Hoseok asked out of nowhere.

"Just me and you?" I asked, my mouth full of burrito.

"Yes. I can bring a friend if you're uncomfortable sitting next to me."

"No, I'd rather sit next to you." I huffed a laugh, my smile not even appearing from the full mouth.

"Want anything else to eat?" He asked. 

"No, I'm okay after this."

"HYUNG!" Hoseok perked up, looking behind me and smiling widely.

"AH, SERIOUSLY, IS THIS A DATE?!" A voice crack pierced my ear from behind me, drawing all attention from the cafe to the voice.

I turned around to see a younger boy wearing a snap back, hoodie, and basketball shorts. Small black earrings were in both his ears and Nike was worn on his feet. He looked like the typical boy that you'd see in school that all the girls adored.

"No, no, this is my neighbor. I paid for the burrito she's eating." Hoseok blandly explained with a smile.

The boy hobbled over to the table and crouched down beside Hoseok, nibbling Hoseok's feed between his white teeth.

I just stared, watching the boy chow down the french fries.

"...What's your name?" The boy smiled, a small chunk of french fry falling from his mouth.

"Iyagi."

"Oh, I'm Jungkook."

"Nice."

"....Yes." Jungkook stared at me, slowly chewing his potato sticks.

"Okay." I looked over at Hoseok then went back to eating my burrito, not caring about the piece of tomato on my cheek.

"I like her appetite." Jungkook whispered to Hoseok.

"You do realize I'm not far away, right?" I asked, food falling from my mouth. 

I quickly picked up the meat and lettuce from the table then shoved it back into my mouth.

"Oh god." Hoseok cringed, "Please, take a napkin.."

"I like her." Jungkook smiled in improvement.