I fell asleep on the couch last night, since I didn't trust Yoongi, but He was wrapped around me, comfortably in his room. "Yah, Yoongi..." I poked his cheek. He grunt slightly, "Poke, Poke." I say again. This time he opens his eyes and kisses me, quickly. I back up and blush. "Hey, babe." Yoongi smiles slightly and leans in again, I covered his mouth, and he opened his eyes, "What are you doing?" He asked, I shrug my shoulders and try to get up, but he holds me down and lays on me, "Yaaah~ What're you doing~?" I laugh, he doesn't move. "Yoongi oppa~" I whine. Jimin told me not to call them that, but oh well. Suddenly, Yoongi had his face bent down to see mine, from on top of me. "What?" He look partly shocked, but I giggle, "Oppa." I poke his cheek. He stares for a little bit, "Hey, Y/N.Come with me for a few hours. You have no choice." Yoongi said to me. I sigh, and hide my head in the covers. "Poke." He said, poking my side. I flinch, because I'm ticklish. He starts rapidly tickling me. "Hahaha! Ahh!" I scream, Yoongi laughs, too. This is the first time someone's nice to me, I'm shocked. "Hey, Yoongi. Breakfast is ready, now get off my princess." Jungkook peeks in our room. Yoongi sighs, and walks away, I guess it's back to cold hearted creepiness. I get up. I was wearing...
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Jungkook bit his lip, "Damn." He whispered, "Come on." He bent down, "Hm?" I ask, "Piggy back ride." He simply replies, I shrug my shoulder, and jump on him. He takes me down stairs and drops me on the couch, cuddling me. "I didn't sleep much." He says, cuddling me. I whine, but give in. "Y/N, want to go to your apartment again?" Jungkook asked, I nodded, and pat his head. "Yah, Kookie, if you know what's good for you ,you will stay away from my wife." "What?!" I almost scream, Yoongi looks unfazed, "Yeah, wife." He says again, "No. I am no ones wife." I tell him, "It was a joke." Yoongi rolled his eyes, walking away. I felt kind of bad, but still, no one needs to say I'm a wife to someone I don't.... love... I say dream a little, but Jungkook being pried off me woke me up. I say Jin pulling off Kookie from my exposed waist. I giggled.
They finally got him off, and we sat at the table to eat. We barely talked at all, "So, Y/N. Are you finally getting used to us?" JHope asked, I glared at him, "Well, some people don't play tricks on someone who's been through enough, Hoseok." He noticed my aggressiveness, and scoffed, "Are you full of yourself? Do you think you have every boy wrapped around your finger? Slut." JHope stopped talking with a winning smirk, but I wasn't about to give up. I put a calm straight face on, "Least I'm not someone who bites people, poisoning them just for fun. Also, I don't think I have these guys wrapped around my finger, I just need better friends, so I decided to try and get along with these people. If I was full of myself I would've kicked your asses, already." I smile back at him, "No bad language, Young lady. " "Sorry, Jin. JHope is aggravating me. Your cooking is exsquisit, too." I smile kindly. Jin smiles back. We finish breakfast without a hitch.
