Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 21

After shutting my bedroom door, I locked it and turned around to find my dresser.

My outfit consisted of; Black leggings just a little above my ankle, a white, tight crop top, and an over sized, blue, unbuttoned flannel. Lastly, I put the basic black combat heels on and a black choker with a moon charm.

There was a sudden, soft knock on the door, followed by a sweet voice.

"Camila, can we go now??" I take that back, he seems impatient. 

"Alright, alright." I opened the door and stopped in my tracks once I saw him.

Why the fuck does he wear clothes like this? 

My eyes slowly trailed down to his neck, at least an inch below his collar bone was where his buttons started. The large ring around one of the loopholes along his belt-line really drew attention to his legs.. His thighs. The leather pants he wore really defined the muscle in his legs. I couldn't look away-- Well at least until he snapped me back into attention.

"Ready??" He raised an eyebrow with a concerned smirk.

"Yeah." I fluttered my eyes and walked past him downstairs.

God. I need to stop staring at him like this.

He skipped down the steps behind me and ran to the door to put his black Oxford's on.

Okay, but I have to admire his style. How do Korean boys have this type of style? In Miami boys' pants were always dropped down to their ass. Man, I need a minute to admire Korea and their precious men.

"You'd think you don't have to show me around anymore. I've been here long enough to know where to go." I chuckled.

"Yeah, Eomma just wants you to get fresh air here and there." I shrugged at his response. Korea's air though, I don't know. It just doesn't feel right. Maybe I'm just overreacting about the difference with my home-- I have to say my homeland's air was better than Miami's and Korea's air.

Just sayin'.

"So, where are we going?" I asked.

"Mall? If you're okay with that."

"As long as you don't ditch me again."

"Ha-ha.."

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"Camila~~" 

"Andrea~!" I ran to her, pushing past Yoongi.

We embraced as if years had past and we were old ladies reuniting.

"MY BACK!"

"What happened?" I asked, pulling away from the hug to look at Andrea.

"My poopa-doopa-loopa's here." She hissed.

"Ohhh..." I said.

"And I'm nearly out of tee-pee's." She sighed.

"Go get some!"

"I can't! Yoongi wants to hang out at home this entire week." She whined.

"Tell him!" 

"Hell no, we aren't that close, hoe!"

"Trust me, I know he'd understand. I can see he isn't that type of guy." I ensured and stepped back.

"Tee-pee?" Jungkook asked.

"Do you guys just sit there together and listen to everything we say; Then point out the words that we don't want you to hear?" I asked in amusement he heard that of all things.