"Jungkookie, Camila!" I quickly opened my eyes and repeatedly blinked them to wake myself up, instantly sitting up and rubbing my cheeks. Only to be greeted by Oh-ya, awkwardly stopping her actions from shaking Jungkook and I.
"Namjoon said we should go home. It's late." She thinned her lips into a frown.
"R-Right. Wake up Jungkook for me?" She nodded.
I walked past her into the living room where Jimin was curled up on the couch, sleeping. Taehyung and Hoseok were talking to Kisum, Miso, and the twins. Whilst, Namjoon was in the kitchen, taking a few shots of beer.
"Hey, did we sleep too long?" I asked.
"That's okay, you guys probably had a long week." Namjoon gave me a friendly smirk.
"Yeah... We gotta return these kiddos tomorrow I think." I sighed, watching them giggle at Hoseok's funny faces.
"Ah, I see."
"Camila-shi." Taehyung left the children, calling out my name while walking into the kitchen.
"What is it?" Namjoon left the kitchen to leave Tae and I alone.
"Can you please use Jimin's bed next time?" He slanted his lips and gave me a blank look.
"Yeah, sorry, we were a little tired." I lied.
"..Right." He gulped, "Also, please don't moan so loud-- Hoseok almost got up to check and see if he was hurting you or not."
"O-Oh." I looked around the kitchen, my ears and face heating up as my cheeks began to flush.
"It's okay." He laughed in that deep voice before ruffling my hair, "Glad you used protection though."
"How did you know?" I asked.
"I saw the condom in the trash can, I'm not dumb." Tae gave me a look.
"But--"
"The tissue was peeling off of it."
"Sorry." I bowed, feeling completely embarrassed.
"Yah, I told you, just do it in Jimin's room next time~" He laughed before leaving the kitchen.
I stood there for a quick moment, worried they would start thinking we've been together this whole time or start thinking we are together.
"He knows, doesn't he?" I yelped, spinning around to see Jungkook towering over me while watching Taehyung's figure walk back into the living room.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" Jungkook snickered.
"Yes, you did, actually." I rolled my eyes.
"So, does he?"
"Yeah... He does." I sighed in disappointment.
"I told you that you were moaning too damn loud." He caressed my cheek with his thumb.
"Wha'? You moaned too." I pouted.
"At the end, silly."
"Whatever.."
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"FINALLY, WE'RE HOME-- HERE." Oh-ya exclaimed, surprisingly out of her shy stage and already open with all of us as if we were one big family.
"Yeah, and guess what time it is?" I frowned as they were all running around the small living room giggling.
"Not... Bedtime..?" Miso teased cutely.
"Right." They all smiled widely, "Without the Not, you're right."
"Aww.." They all groaned and grabbed their bags to change into their pajamas.
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Maknae | j.jk
Fanfiction"So 'Golden Maknae', huh?" "Yeah.. Just something I picked up along the way during Freshmen year.." Jungkook said with a smile. "Golden means you can do anything right?" I attempted to tease him. "I guess." He shrugged. "Interesting.." I bit my lip...
