Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 18

I threw my bikini set over the shower door and grabbed a towel.

I hastily wrapped it around my chest when I heard someone knock on my bedroom door.

"Camila? Do you have an extra.. Suit ?" Jungkook's voice asked.

"I do!" I answered.

"Well we're going to my room for the jacuzzi, wanna join?" He asked.

"YOU HAVE A JACUZZI??" I yelled.

"Are you coming??"

"YES."

I heard a muffled laugh then footsteps away from the door.

I put my hair up into a tight bun and went into my bedroom to find my extra swimwear.

I sighed and dressed into a basic black bikini.

On my way out, I bumped into Yoongi and Andrea.

"You going too?" Andrea asked, wearing a red strappy bikini.

"Why do you dress shexy around Yoongi? I look like an idiot when I do it around you and not Jungkook." I whined as Yoongi walked in Jungkook's room wearing white swim trunks.

"Why you gotta care so much?" She snickered and pranced off to follow Yoongi.

I groaned and followed the two into the bedroom.

His room was like a small apartment. The bed looked like something you'd want to fall in and sleep in forever. A few candles lit, lamps and a TV on. I shut his door and walked through the warm room. His windows were practically the wall, then glass doors in the center of them; Leading out to the deck where the jacuzzi was-- Where Jungkook was.

"Camila~~" He exclaimed while Andrea and Yoongi lowered themselves into the tub.

"Jeon Jungkook." I smiled and joined them into the bubbly-warm jacuzzi.

"Shit, I could sleep in this." I chuckled.

"I could fu-- Sleep in this too." She laughed nervously and glanced at Yoongi.

"Why are you so gross?" I scoffed and laid my head back.

"It's not gross, it's lo--"

"Andrea, babe, does he know about the L word?" I asked with a motherly look.

"No.." She sighed.

"Give it some time... I'd say over 6 months. Okay?" I sighed.

"..Okay." She slanted her lips.

"I like how you guys talk secretly right in front of us." Yoongi laughed then forced a straight face.

"Sorry." She looked over at him.

"I love the way you talk~" Yoongi smirked and leaned in to kiss her.

"Get a room...." I mumbled, "No wait, don't, I know you actually would."

"Ya sabías que lo haría." She winked at me then snickered.

"Fíjate en un idioma, Andrea.." I sighed.  

"Hey, it's not my problem I'm such a quick learner. I'm already at four so far. How many languages do you know, Camila~?" She boasted.

"Three." I lowered my eyebrows into a look of defeat and annoyance.

"I know one more~~~" She sang.

"Hm." I frowned.

"Aw c'mon, don't get pissy. I was only playing." She groaned.

"I'm not getting 'pissy'. I'm just a little irritated." I looked away and sank lower into the jacuzzi.

"Yes you are. Is it because I was saying I knew more languages than you?" She asked.

"Yes, Andrea. It is. I don't even know why you're acting this way!" 

"Like what?" She glared.

"You act spoiled and dirty-- Now you're being a brat and bragging about knowing more things than me. You have a TEACHER, Andrea. I worked very hard on Korean." I said.

"Oh, I am SO sorry that I have a boyfriend that cares enough to teach me new things." 

"YOU KNEW HIM LESS THAN A DAY BEFORE YOU STARTED GOING OUT." I yelled, motioning my arms out.

"Yes, but at least I didn't kiss a random boy I barely knew anything about the second I met him." 

I stared at her with cold eyes and a hard face.

"What's going on?.." Yoongi asked with a mumble-like voice.

"Yoongi, we're going to have to go hang out somewhere else. She doesn't seem to want me here." Andrea stood up and got out of the Jacuzzi without even bothering to grab a towel, with Yoongi following behind her innocently and confused.

"Vete a la mierda también." I said to myself and rested my chin between my knees against my chest.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked quietly.

"No, I'm not." 

"Do you want to get out?"

"I can't move." I mumbled.

"What happened?" The water swished around, indicating he scooted nearer to me.

"My best friend since grade school was being a spoiled bitch, so I called her out on it. Now I have to live with her probably hating me and not being my friend. And I meant literally living with it.. Her." I bit my lip hardly.

"I'm sorry." He said.

I remained silent and just stared at the bubbling water. It kept me warm. I didn't feel alone at least-- Jungkook was there, right? Man. I feel like my heart just broke into a million pieces. Fuck, why did I have to make such a big deal out of it?? When's the time I should apologize? When would she let me--

"I'm always here, Camila." I tensed up as Jungkook's wet arms wrapped around my shoulders, embracing me with his warmth.

My throat throbbed, I was on the verge of tears and was attempting to hold them back. I tried so hard but could feel my vision blurring and something tickle out the corners of my eye sockets. These little assholes trying to get out. Little assholes called Feelings. I wish I didn't have any. But how can I when Andrea and Jungkook are living in the same household as I am?.... I thought this would be fun. 

Nah, hell no I didn't. What could I expect with my parents shipping me off to South Korea to live with a stranger family. And what, me bringing my friend along? Latina and a white hippy? In Korea?? Does that fit to you? I don't think so. Why would I ever think I could fit in? Man, fuck that. 

All stupid bullshit.