Geekster Monster [BTS Namjoon] editing:)

13• Pool

Rikaima's POV:

We arrived at a hotel, fancy one actually.

It had a giant diamond chandelier hanging around in the entrance of the hotel, a grand staircase at the entrance, the floor tiles were beautiful white marbles nicely waxed while the furniture looked so priceless that I don't want my arse to make those weird marks after sitting for a long period of time. We then grabbed our bags and luggages from the trunk and walked in a fashionably way to the counter.

The people here in this hotel are mostly Americans but some are Asians at least. Namjoon then showed to the people by the counter a card and they bowed, then they gave him the room key cards and bowed while saying thank you.

Namjoon then asked us to huddle up.

"Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook rooms 456-457" he said and gave them the key cards

"Hoseok, Jin hyung, Yoongi hyung rooms 632-633"

"Me and Rikaima... Rooms 777, first of all how did you end up here in the list?"

Everyone looked at me with confusion written in their eyes, I just shrugged it off since this is also confusing but I knew Kim Taehyung did some changes with the room arrangement in this hotel. But I'm glad I'm not gonna sleep in a motel.

"Yah! Way did you eben come in the furst prace?" Said Jean and my eyes went from shock to uninterested.

Your English is way better than the others in my opinion, Jean...

As the boys discussed something about the Music Awards I just walked to the elevator and waited for them to enter, I know I'm not close with them and I'm glad I'm not close with them but please get in the elevator to not make it look awkward!

Taehyung then pointed at me and the others followed in and I pressed the fourth floor.

-

It was just Namjoon and I left in the elevator.

His presence disgusts me and suffocates me and what's worst is he's sleeping with me in the same room! Is there two beds because if there is I will be happy but if not then the chair is definitely where I'll be sleeping.

"Yah, wae... wae I-yeyo- never mind" he said keeping his face serious and scary.

I looked at him with a bit of pride in my eyes and a lot of revenge in my soul, all I need to do is wreck his life and that's it, my job here's done and my life would be in peace.

"Nani?"

"Ha.. so Jisoo didn't tell you that yet, hehe"

"Yah! You better not do anything while I'm asleep,"

"Hey! You have no right to call me by "Yah"... Tch and who says I'm gonna do whatever you are thinking right now?"

"Kuchikitanai"

"... Whatever, just to reassure you I'm not that kind of person. Anyway why did you come in the first place"

"I wanna wreck you"

"You're not Wreck-It Ralph- oh! Not Ralph... Wreck-it Rikaima- AH AH AH AH AH!"

"Yatsume!"

"A-a-arraseo arraseo!"

I then let go of his ear and crossed my arms over my chest, my anger just ascended to another level but that's just the beginning. He just witness only the tip of the iceberg.

The elevator gives out a soft bing! Signaling us that it's already the seventh floor. As the elevator door opened I stepped out quickly and ran to room 777, well since I didn't know which way I just randomly went left and surprisingly I reached room 777.

"Hey uhh... were heading to the pool later on"

".... So?"

"Ugh... fine if you don't want to come don't come"

He said as he pushed me away from the door and placed the key card onto the reader.

-

After five minutes Namjoon came back. He said he needed sometime to talk with someone, not sure who but who cares. He then passes me a swimsuit out of nowhere, he then smiles and walks out.

I examine the swimsuit and man why did he picked a bikini, a color yellow bikini with white polka dots. But I didn't even say yes to joining him to swim, but the real question is how did he get my size?

This is an example of a true pervert...

I then stood up from my bed while holding onto the bikini and headed to the bathroom to change.

-

As I looked at the mirror I was very ashamed of myself since it's exposing too much of my skin and it only reminded of Ueharu. One time in the beach with my friends he suddenly came out of nowhere and helped me from someone who's insisting to put on sunblock on my back. And that's how I met him.

But now he's a just a man I once knew and loved, a man who I can just forget and pretended we never met or even existed at all.

Debating if I should really go I walk out of the bathroom with a towel on my waist to cover up my lower part of the body and upon leaving I was surprised when I saw Namjoon, reading a magazine while crossing his legs. What a manly man.

"Don't just stand there sonyeo, let's go!" he said roughly and stood up and tossed the magazine to the bed, but he walked to me and stared at me sinisterly. I hate it when men do these kind of things.

"You're so stubborn..." he mumbled which was loud enough for me to hear.

"Huh?"

"Nothing, anyway get out"

He pointed to the door and I looked at his finger, then as I turned back to look at him. He attempted a kiss on me but stopped half way, his nose and mine were touching already and I pushed him away by instinct. I then left the room and heard him giggling.

"The pool's at the second floor!"

He yelled and I just ran quickly to the elevator, holding onto the towel on my waist.