Different | k.sj

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"Can I get changed first?" I asked as the boys were all getting their shoes on to go.

Instantly, they all started groaning, giving up on tying their shoes.

"Fine~~ Hurry!" Jungkook complained from the floor, already laying on the wood.

"Okay, okay." I tisked, jogging out the door to my house.

After running up my stair case, I noticed my dad wasn't in the living room as always. Nor was he in his room. Oh right, he's probably at work. I shrugged, rushing into my room to quickly change my shirt to a long-sleeved blue shirt with ripped-straight legged-jeans.

My petite feet easily shoved into my black Geraldo sandals before I headed back out the door. I jogged across the grass, back to Hoseok's yard and busting into his house normally.

"I'm here--" I paused, noticing no one was here, "Shit."

No one was here. The only thing left was a note in the kitchen that read: You took too long! ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Now you're left with him. -Hobi

"I took 3 minutes tops, though." I mumbled, letting out a sigh.

Then it hit me, who's Him? Oh, for god's sake please don't be HIM.

"Hey, we need to talk." I flinched, turning around with wide eyes to see Jin standing in the kitchen's doorway.

"Stop sneaking up on me." I glared.

"Sorry." Jin looked around awkwardly, fidgeting around.

"..What is it?" Finally I spoke up, drawing Jin's attention once again.

"Can we sit?" My eyebrows furrowed at his request before nodding slowly, feeling nervous slightly.

He lead me upstairs, to his room. It brought back petty memories of when he accused me of snooping. Now here I am, being invited into his bedroom for a talk.

The two of us sat down on his bed, giving each other space of course. When a minute or so passed, he cleared his throat, implying he was going to start talking. I'm slightly curious on what this is about.

"I know you're probably going to be totally uncomfortable with this.. But, earlier you didn't answer my question-- No, you intentionally avoided it." Jin pursed his plump lips, well attempting to.

"Did I take your virginity?" He asked seriously, making my stomach twist.

Slowly, hestitantly, but finally, I nodded. Admitting to the embarrassing yet not really a big deal of a question.

Jin slouched, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knee caps. A loud sigh left his mouth as he his hands up his face.

"Yah, this is why I didn't tell you. It'd give you a lot of un-needed stress." I scoffed, crossing my arms.

"Un-needed? Do you know how much pressure that is to put onto a guy?" 

"Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe I should've slept with someone else before you so it would make a difference." 

"..."

The room got slightly quiet after that. 

"Either way you dicked me, so--"

"IYAGI!" 

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"FINALLY. You guys took forever!" Namjoon complained from his seat at the corner of the table.

We were at a restaurant now, all 8 of us.. Including Jin, yes. Somehow we managed to ride in the same car to the destination. 

Jungkook sat across from me, between Jimin and Taehyung. The maknae line and Hoseok sat together on one side of the table while the hyung line (and me) sat on the other side. I insisted to sit between Yoongi and Namjoon though. Little unsettling to sit next to Jin after our incident.

"So what's with you and Jin, huh?" Yoongi leaned near my ear, whispering quietly.

I gave him a puzzled look. 

"Is it that obvious?" I muttered back. 

He nodded, causing me to sigh and furrow my eyes, "He's upset cuz he took my v-card."

Yoongi's eyes widened, like really widened. His lips parted and it seemed like he was gonna say something, but nothing came out for a while.

"Shit." He scoffed, jokingly.

"What are we whispering about?" Namjoon startled me, leaning over to my ear as well, making Yoongi frown.

"Nothing. Hoseok's gonna tell you at some point anyway." I groaned at the thought.

"Namjoon--" Just as Jin called for Namjoon, Namjoon's elbow hit a cup on the table, causing the cup to tip over, spilling the drink onto the table.

"Ah, seriously!" Jin tisked, getting up in annoyance to grab napkins.

Although, Yoongi had spare napkins. He began drying the table, except, the liquid was swishing to where it was spilling off the table and into my lap.

"Yah!" I yelped, the cold soda soaking into my jeans. 

"Sorry!" Yoongi groaned, grabbing a handful of napkins and patting my lap awkwardly.

The boys all watched silently, snickering, or staring dryly.

Then, at the worst time, Jin returned. Almost immediately his arms went weak, holding the napkins plainly while watching Yoongi desperately dry my thighs.

"MIN YOONGI." Yoongi flinched at Jin's loud voice, hitting his elbow onto the corner of the table.

"Really, what??" He hissed, holding his scraped elbow.

"Are you okay?" I asked, taking the napkins from his hands to continue drying my jeans on my own.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Yoongi muttered.

"This is pathetic." Jin scoffed, throwing the napkins onto the table before storming out of the restaurant.

We all sat quietly, watching the napkins fly around the table through the conditioned air, slowly land onto the table. Some napkins soaked into the excess water on the table while we all sat silent.

"Damn." Jimin spoke up, "That was intense."

"Yah, have some respect." Hoseok pinched Jimin's ear cartilage.

"Ah, ah! Okay, I'm sorry!" Jimin whined, holding his red ear.

"Is he okay?" Jungkook asked, eating an appetizer french fry.

"Yes. I'll go talk to him." Hoseok sat up, squeezing past the maknae line.

"..Okay." Taehyung chuckled under his breath, just as confused as me to why Jin was throwing a fit.

Suddenly, a french fry had landed in my hair. I looked up, seeing Jungkook holding a bunny smile. It was contagious, how?? I peaked a smile, not daring to show my teeth though.

"Finally." 

My smile dropped as I looked over to see Yoongi with a grin on his face, "Sorry, it's just you've been gloomy all day. It's nice to see you smile."

I pursed my lips, holding in a laugh to his silly statement. The other boys nodded in agreement, eating at their food.

Then it hit me. Like a bus, 'cause I'm so stupid. Jin was jealous--- Jealous of Yoongi helping me? That's a small ass thing.. It only made sense Yoongi would help me since he spilled the soda on me and he had the napkins. Why would Jin get upset over that?? Why was he jealous? Jesus.