princess peach

cool daddy jeongyeon

*Momo's POV*

I was extremely thankful for the ride back and made sure to thank Namjoon for the kindness.  Who knows what would have happened to me if my stubbornness would have won.

"It's no problem, really. Take care of yourself and rest please." He said in a stern, fatherly voice.

I nodded and assured him I would.

The van drove away and I waved goodbye to the rest of the boys. My heart was still extremely ecstatic and was thumping against the walls of my chest.

Romantic feelings aside, I knew it was because of the girls.

'This should be fun . . . '

I told myself that maybe it wouldn't be too bad, right?

The time flashed across my phone's lock screen. It's been almost an hour and a half since I said I would be back.

'17 missed calls and 23 messages . . . Minatozaki Momo what have you gotten yourself into?'

Inhaling deeply, I couldn't waste anymore time. Not even Taehyung's arms could protect me from the scolding I was about to receive. Jihyo and Sana will surely kill me.

The door to our dorm stood tall in front of me.

'Its okay Momo, breathe, it's okay, you won't die, you'll lose a limb or two maybe but, hey, at least it's not death . . . ???'

I honestly give myself the best pep talks.

Opening the door ever so softly, I could make out a seemingly empty hallway.

I closed the door as gently as I could. Moving slowly and cautiously through the kitchen, I peeped my head around the corner.

The TV was on in the living room but I couldn't see anyone on the couch.

'The stairs are just a couple steps away, c'mon Minatozaki . . . '

"THE PEACH IS IN THE BASKET. I REPEAT, THE PEACH IS IN THE BASKET." A loud voice boomed over me.

Rushed footsteps could be heard from all over the dorm. A wave of fear washes over me.

"MINATOZAKI MOMO WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU GAVE US ALL HEART ATTACKS." Jihyo's voice rings throughout the room.

"Actually, I knew where she was but, okay, I'll go along with it." Jeongyeon said strutting down the stairs like the cool dad she was.

"Listen I can explain, I left some things in the practice room I was in yesterday, I went back to get them." Words spewed out of my mouth.

They tried reasoning with me.

By now, all of the girls found themselves in the living room.

"We hadn't seen you since yesterday, where were you, were you practicing again?" Sana asked.

I looked down at the ground.

"well . . . maybe . . ." I said looking at my shoes.

"Momo, we love your ambition and your talents, but please, take a break."
Jihyo breathed out.

"No wait, I can be better, I need to be better-" again, the words rushed out of me.

I was trying to prove a point that was never questioned.

Desperately looking for words to form the feelings inside of me, the hunger to prove myself came roaring out.

The horrible sensation of feeling like I can never win.