Elements - A BTS fanfic

Chapter 25 - Let's Go To The Beach, Bitch

If someone asked me what I hated most in life, I'd say it's time.

I hated it because it always did what I didn't want it to do.

It would go slow in situations I wanted it to go fast, and it would go fast in moments I wanted it to slow.

For example, I had wanted it to go slow on Christmas eve, when Jungkook decided to 'warm me up', if you like. Instead, it decided to go at the speed of light, increasing throughout the whole holiday break.

In the blink of an eye the days reached the end of the year, indicating the new semester to start soon again.

To my distaste, again, time seemed to go excruciatingly slow as we soared through the sky on the airplane - first class due to Jungkook's status - which irritated me the slightest since I had learned I absolutely detested this way of traveling.

"You okay?" Jungkook asked as he noticed my nervous expression.

I quickly wiped the beads of sweat gliding down my forehead before sending him a sarcastic smile.

"Jolly good." I mumbled, giving him thumbs up.

Jungkook rolled his eyes before sighing deeply. "You look like you're about to shit yourself, noona. Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked, a look of concern in his eyes although this tone sounded mockingly.

"Not really. I just think I will never get used to flying, I guess." I shrugged. "And don't even think about mentioning how weird it is that I'm afraid of flying, being an avatar and all that. It just freaks me out, gravity is supposed to bring us down after all."

Jungkook gave me a small smile before diverting his eyes to his portable game-player again, knowing I wasn't in the mood for his smug talk.

If there was a second thing I hated in the world, it would be periods.

And I guess time and periods could work very well together, making sure the red Niagra falls left me just when I decided I wanted to take Jungkook up on his offer.

I kid you not, dashed in my prettiest lingerie that Krystal dads had sent me as well, a quick visit to the bathroom before bursting into Jungkook's room made me notice my soft, lace pink thong had changed into a - not so pretty - crimson red.

This happened straight on Christmas day, and lasted all the way until now. Ever since I avoided Jungkook as much as I could, since I felt pretty miserable. I had made an excuse that I wasn't feeling too well, which he seemed to believe. Luckily, he decided not to bring up the events that happened on Christmas eve either. Instead, he'd let me stay in his room, bringing soup and tea throughout the day. I mainly spent my time watching Korean drama's and chatting with the boys, while Jungkook mainly worked out in the gym. We didn't speak much, since I pretended to sleep when Jungkook would slide in his bed at night after finishing his evening run.

I wasn't like I didn't like him or anything. I was just annoyed with the situation and decided to sulk in silence instead of speaking to Jungkook about it. I was surprised he didn't act suspicious though, but maybe it was just a thing boys were oblivious to. He might even seem a bit happier than before - only god knew why.

Yesterday, Jungkook had asked if I felt fit enough to join him to the Bahamas, to visit Hoseok and celebrate new year's eve together with the other boys. Apparently, they got bored of spending time at home, and decided to casually take a last minute flight to the Caribbean islands.

In my excitement I had quickly agreed, to which he had been surprised. He had narrowed his eyes at me in suspicion since minutes before I was lying in his bed like a sack of potatoes, whereas now I was jumping up to pack my suitcase. I didn't mind covering up however, way too excited about going to the Bahamas, of all places. I had only been to Scandinavia, the Himalayas and Busan now, places where the temperature didn't really reach above 15 degrees during this season.