Different | k.sj

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"Jin-hyung?" I awkwardly folded my hands behind my back, waiting for Jin to open the door as Hoseok knocked.

Jin cracked his bedroom door open, peaking at Hoseok and I in confusion. While Hoseok's shoulder blocked Jin's bare chest that was visible from the doorway. 

"Iyagi-ah and I are going to the studio, do you want to come with us?" Hoseok muttered, now purposely blocking my vision of Jin's torso. I wasn't trying to look, Hoseok just felt like it was a must to do so.

"The studio? Mmmh.." He hummed and looked down a second then looked back up at Hoseok, nodding before closing his door.

Hoseok turned around just as I had looked at Jin's door. He caught me at the wrong time when I was looking away from the door. A small chuckle left his lips as he shook his head at me, "Iyagi-Iyagi mustn't be a pervert!" 

"No~ I'm not." I complained before turning around and returning downstairs.

"Okay, sure." Hoseok snickered, following me downstairs.

"I'm not--" Just as I turned my head around from facing back at Hoseok on the staircase, I bumped into a taller figure in front of me.

"Sorry, sorry~!" I rubbed my head, now feeling bad for bumping my head into the person to hard.

"No, it's okay.... Oh?" I looked up, seeing a familiar man standing in front of me, reaching his hand out for me to stand up, "Are you Namjoon?"

"What? Oh, yes." He bowed a full 90 degress before standing with a straightened posture, holding a awkward smile on his face.

"I've literally waited 2 months to meet you. I'm Seo Iyagi." I gave him a really soft smile, one where you had to know me to know that I'm smiling. 

"Well, it's nice to meet you finally." He bowed again and smiled warm heartily at me.

I guess he recognized my smile. I like him already.

"You too."

"Namjoon-ie, we're going to the studio. Want to come with us?"

"I just came from the studio." Namjoon awkwardly responded.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"I guess go and get some rest if you've been gone that long." Namjoon nodded before skipping up the steps.

"Nice to meet you, Iyagi-noona." Namjoon said, bowing at the top of the staircase at me.

"I'm only like 4 months older than you. Don't be so formal." I teased.

"Oh, I thought you were older.... But, okay." He nodded with a giggle then disappeared. In his place, Jin appeared with a confused look.

"You look nice, hyung." Hoseok admired Jin's 'cool' stance at the top of the steps.

Jin changed into a white hoodie and black skinny jeans with black, shiny, pointy-toe, ankle boots. My question is; How can Jin combine such fancy shoes with a casual outfit? I don't know. And pull it off, you ask? I still don't know.

He chuckled, running his unique fingers through his caramel brown hair. A pout look flashed my way from his face. 

"Why are you staring, Iyagi?" He frowned.

I simply frowned, finding it odd that he would frown at me in such a way. As strange at it was, I felt a little upset he did.

"Are we going?" Hoseok groaned.

"Yes. Let's go." Jin coughed, skipping down the steps and walking past us to the front door.

We followed behind until we were outside, hopping into his clean red sports car. 

"Nice car." I blandly pointed out, getting comfortable in the black leather back seats.

"...Thanks." Jin glanced back at me through the car's mirror. 

"Can you drop me off at my mom's when we leave?" I suddenly asked.

Jin sighed, "Of course."

Another frown grew on my face, what's with the sigh? After I met up with my mom, he seems to be getting more bored with me. Either he's been giving me attitude or just not replying with much energy. Here's the weird part, whenever he accidentally did something wrong he would instantly apologize. And his apologizes were sincere. Even if the mistake was so minor.

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"Woh~ It's so big." I gazed up at the tall building, admiring the modern architect of this 'studio'. The building was a company named 'Bighit Entertainment.' It was a stubby tall building, not a tower. 

Hoseok choked, suppressing a laugh.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing. Just, 'It's so big'." He giggled obnoxiously, elbowing Jin to laugh along.

"Ah, seriously. Grow up..." Jin pursed his lips, widening his eyes at Hoseok before shoving his hands into his white hoodie, walking off to the entrance.

"Wha'? It was funny..."

"It's okay, Hoseok. If I were a guy, I'd laugh." I smiled, patting his arm before walking off.

I actually would've laughed if Jin hadn't killed the joke. 

I pulled up my waistband, feeling my pockets touch my butt this time as I continued walking, following Jin to the building's doors.

"Hello, Mr. Kim. Hello, Mr. Jung. Hello, miss." I bowed my neck to the elderly man at the front desk, whom was just simply smiling at us.

"Fancy." I whispered up to Hoseok.

He looked down at me and laughed.

"Floor 12." Hoseok said the moment we got into the elevator.

"What?" I looked over at him.

"Press floor 12." He smirked.

"Hoseok, I'm not a child."

"Okay.." He tilted his head a quick second before pressing the button.

A loud ding echoed in the elevator, signaling us that we had arrived on the floor.

The second the doors slid open, we all stepped off in order. With that, I followed Hoseok and Jin's tall figures down the hall of numerous doors. It was quiet, only our footsteps were heard on the short carpeted floor.

Eventually, we arrived at a door with a window in it, where we saw someone familiar dancing in a dancing studio.

"Wahh~ Iyagi-noona!" Jungkook and Jimin exclaimed, running over to me to suffocate me with sweaty hugs.

"I didn't know you guys were dancers.." I said once they both pulled away.

"You think these thighs just magically happened?" Jimin winked, bragging about his muscular, toned thighs.

"Yah, pull your shorts down." I playfully slapped his arm.

He giggled, pulling basketball shorts lower than his mid-thigh, back to knee-length.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" Jungkook asked, giving me his unique smile.

"I don't know." I truthfully answered.

"Mmh, she's here because I brought her. I wanted to show her Jin and I's studio." Hoseok answered, reminding me of why we came here again.

"Yay~ Have fun." Jungkook ended our conversation.

"Oh. Well, okay. Work hard." I smiled, giving them a thumbs up.

"Thank you, Noona." They both bowed and smiled.

"Don't call me that, I'm your friend." I chuckled.

Wow, I realize I'm nicer.