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*RealityBTS #1
*Under major editing, please stop reading after ch 20 because the story would turn out not making sense❗❗
She's a silent student who studies in Reading University Malaysia. When Jungkook becomes a temporary transfer student...
The song plays in an extreme soft volume as to avoid any disturbance occuring. Looking at the two boys who are dancing professionally in awe, I'm quite envied about their idol life sometimes. As not everyone is bornt to be idols or stars, they are considered as the luckiest person ever to get that job and work hard upon it.
I look at them whose minds and thoughts have sunk deep into the songs while trying to catch up with their movements. Their white shirts are coloured by those wonderful city lights ahead, as if this represents the colour of their destined life. Until the song is finished, all of us have been seated on the couches placed there. Looking at my phone, it shows 3.00 am in the morning, for Newark's time. Great, three hours of dancing. But miraculously, I don't think that it's a waste of time and yet, a gift for me.
"Ahhh..." Namjoon yawns unconditionally and asks, "Are you two happy now?" His gaze is scanning from Jungkook to me, expecting for an answer.
"Yeah." Jungkook answers in his whispery scream.
"Great." The leader claps and stops the music immediately, startling us a little in a meantime. "Let's go back to sleep kittens." Then, he turns towards the way back after dragging us along on our collars. Or the hoodie of my black jacket.
Not long after, we've reached the room where we're supposed to live in temporarily. It's time to split up. "Jana(Go to sleep), Goodnight." Namjoon greets while waving his hand at us. In a meantime, his spare hand fishes out the room card which reminds us about something important on the spot.
"Oh my god Jungkook, do you have the card?" Jungkook starts searching for his pocket and checks while I do the same. "I don't have it." I whisper.
"Pardon?" He whispers back with shock.
"I. Don't. Have. It.." Screaming back in a whisper, I flat both of my hands on both side after pulling out all the pockets on me, showing that they're empty.
"Oh chinjia bicana yo(Oh it's really getting crazier)..." Jungkook ruffles his hair in frustration, ignoring the consequences about his getting-messy hair. Apparently, he must also have forgotten to bring that card along. "I forgot to bring that too..." He says. See, I'm always right about him.
Namjoon, who has been watching and staying silent for a long time, sighs. "You two come in with me." He gestures us to follow behind as he puts the card by the scanner. The machine beeps and the door is unlocked. Yes, good job for both of us, we've tried to escape the other maknaes before, and now we have to spend the rest of our sleep in the group leader's room, along with Yoongi the grumpiest, Seokjin the cutest and Hoseok the happiest.
The room will be even more crowded than our own and you know what, we'll never get to sleep tonight. "I'll sleep in the living room." I raise my hand and immediately withdraw towards my destination.
"Me too.." Jungkook murmurs while following me again. I squeak as his arms embrace my waist but then, I bite my index finger to avoid more noises escaping from my mouth. "I want to sleep with you." When Jungkook speaks by my ear, my shoulder tenses upon it and my heartbeat speeds up to an abnormal speed eventually, maybe faster than a race car.
"Let go.." I warn.
"No I won't." Propping his chin on my shoulder, Jungkook seems to have forgotten his hyungs' presence entirely.
"Omo, Jungkookie.." Both of us whirl as Yoongi speaks. "Jaykee?" He adjusts his position and eventually sees me who is being captured.
"Dowa zuseiyo(Please help me), Yoongi..." I plead bitterly when every witness who's awake shakes their heads, speechless, following on doing their facepalms of course.
"Leave this to me." Namjoon cracks his knuckles inwards as if he's preparing for a disruptive fight. With his unexpected speed, it's too late for Jungkook to run away. Although he's already let go off me, Namjoon and Yoongi have surrounded him, smirking.
"Run Jaykee. Leave him to us." Namjoon urges when I nod.
"Jaykee no, you traitor. Come back." As Jungkook has forgotten to lower down his speaking volume, shuffling sound is soon obvious to be heard. Then, someone sits up and apparently, the happiest has awaked. "Oh shiteu.." I think Jungkook will hate me forever if I just leave like this.
"Why aren't you guys sleeping?" He asks while rolling his sleepy eyes with his fist. "Jaykee? Is that you?" His eyes widen in surprise as he recognises my presence.
"Ye-yeah." I stammer. "And I'm going to sleep now." Turning away with my sheepish smile, I try to focus on going to sleep instead of responding Jungkook's call for help.
"Hoseok-hyung, cheybai zuseiyo(please help me)..." Whilst exiting the room, I can hear muffled sounds of Jungkook's pleas through the shutting door. However, my head is getting heavier due to the overwhelming tiredness. Once I've lied on the long couch and adjusted myself to a comfortable posture, my eyes shut immediately and everything noisy around is affecting me no more.
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*Hey guys, finally I get to update this lovely book as I've spent the whole afternoon checking the grammar and editing it.
*By the way, thnx for your supports as I won't reach here without you guys~
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