Fourteen

➵ 17

Sungcheol's POV

This morning killed.

Because I didn't wish Miyoung good luck on her first day, or gift her a kiss like I always do.

I don't know if it affected her, but she might've been upset.

Right now I was in the living room on my phone, all the other guys were also in the living room, busying themselves somehow.

That was until we heard the front door slam open and shut, making everyone including myself jump at the loud noise.

I checked the time on my phone am it read 1:30 pm only. Miyoung's classes today were from 7:00-3:00. The only reason I know is because Eomma sent a schedule for the semester.

"Noona?" Chan pipes up, in a questioning tone.

So it is Miyoung, I think while waiting for a response.

All I heard was a groan and then footsteps going up the stairs.

I watch as Jisoo hesitantly gets up.

No.

"Sit down Jisoo." I say, my words coming out colder than I expected. I could feel all the member's eyes on me.

"No. Not now Sungcheol hyung," Jisoo replies, before making his way towards the stairs.

Before he could even exit the room, I stood up too, blocking his way.

"I said to sit down," I repeat, glaring at Jisoo in front of me.

"No." He replies, glaring back. I can see the member's shocked faces watching.

"She's fine. Sit down."

To my surprise, as well as the other member's, Jisoo scoffs.

"You said you don't care, so stay true to your words," Jisoo says icily before pushing past me and going up the stairs.

I sigh, groan, and tug at my hair before opening my eyes again, only to be met with the faces of my shocked and confused members. Well all except Junghan.

"Don't ask." Was all I said before going back to my phone.

Author's POV

No, Jisoo did not care about the fact that he was disobeying his leader, no he didn't care about the fact that that scene happened in front of all his members, and no, he didn't care enough to knock on the door.

Just opening the door to Miyoung's room, he entered to see Miyoung sitting cords legged on her bed, putting her face in a pillow.

When she heard footsteps along with the door opening, she groaned again, feeling angry and frustrated tears prick the back of her eyes.

To put it short; she had what was probably the worst day of her life.

Everything was just a mess, a mess.

And the events of last night and this morning couldn't help with anything.

"Yah gongjunim," Jisoo speaks softly, closing the door behind him before heading over to Miyoung.

"Go away!" She yells, startling Jisoo.

"Gwaenchana?" He asks, perking up an eyebrow.

"I said to go away Jisoo!" Miyoung's shaky voice retorts, making Jisoo sigh.

"What happened? You're not supposed to be back until 3," Jisoo says, sitting behind Miyoung.

"I don't wanna talk about it," she huffs in reply.

"I didn't ask if you wanted to talk about it," Jisoo says, trying to sound as stern as he can around her.

She sniffles once and then brings her flushed face out of her pillow.

"Oppa," she starts. still facing away from him. "Oppa my head hurts," she whines, her own sounds making her head throb.

Jisoo was trying to contain his laughter.

Not that there's anything funny with having a head splitting headache, but was it that serious that she had to leave school?

"Do you now?" Jisoo questions, making Miyoung nod. "And it's that bad?" Jisoo continues making Miyoung nod again.

Without any warning, Jisoo shuffled forward and spread his legs a bit, enough for Miyoung to sit in between them.

Miyoung was about to question him, but then she felt his fingers work magic in her head. That shut her up instantly, making Jisoo laugh.

"Wanna talk about it now?"

"Hm... Mhm," she hums, leaning her head back more, because whatever Jisoo was doing, was working.

"Talk."

"So I went to my first class classroom, like any normal student would do, and then this guy bumped into me. But the thing is that he didn't say sorry or anything. He literally just scoffed and left. That's one. And then the professor's voice for that class is so annoying, like you don't understand. He sounds like a duck and it's so annoying. That's two. But then~" Miyoung says, stretching the then while Jisoo makes a sound to say 'continue'.

"And then this girl came up to me and started blabbing nonstop about some bullshit-"

"Language!" Jisoo scolds, flicking Miyoung's head, earning a whine from her, and a wave of pain to wash over her head. "Please continue."

Miyoung sighs.

"She was blabbing nonstop about some unnecessary things and her voice sounds like the sound of nails on a chalkboard (A/N - fck i cringed writing that) and I wanted to die, I felt like my ears were bleeding." She finished, leaning her head back into Jisoo's hands more.

"Sounds bad." Was all Jisoo commented.

"It was bad!"

Jisoo laughs and continues to massage Miyoung's temples while Miyoung just enjoys. She really needed this. 

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A/N - this is shoooooooooooort, but it's because i wanna make the next chapter loooooooooooong