Who to Choose? ~BadBoy!Suga X Fem!Reader X Player!RM~

Chapter 7 - She's Like That?

Just a quick thanks for hitting triple digits! Let's go.

Your POV

I smacked my alarm so hard my hand hurt. I glared at it as it kept going off, then remembered my phone had the alarm, not my clock. I searched around in my covers to find it and immediately snoozed it. I rolled back over, cursing whoever decided morning classes was a good idea. I managed to finish my math homework, but that kept me up really late.

The sun was barely even up. Why did I choose this class? Why did I decide to make myself suffer like this? I even got to choose my own classes. Why am I so stupid sometimes?

My phone went off again. This time, when I snoozed it, I stood up. I was grabbing my pants when the ringer went off really loud. I dropped my pants and stumbled into my dresser. I glared at the phone as it rang a couple times. It's too early for this shit.

I pick up the call. "It is currently 7:45 in the morning, please state name and reason for your call and I'll get back to you when I'm in a better mood."

There was a chuckle on the other side. "Do you need to be picked up for class?"

I checked the caller I.D. and raised an eyebrow. "Who is this?"

"Namjoon. You gave me your number so we can work on the project. Remember?"

Did I do that? I must have been so out of it that I didn't even add his number.

"Oh, yeah, totally. And no, I'm good thanks. I have my bike, remember?"

"You might want to look outside."

I put the phone down as I walk over to my closed blinds. I hear the dreaded sound before I even open the blinds.

Rain.

"Fuck."

"I knew that was coming. Want me to come get you now?"

It's only a little rain, right? I'm glad I rent a garage, my bike would not appreciate that water. What should I do? Wake up Jungkook? No, he's probably tired from practice. Even if he's holding off on signing a new contract, he has to stay in shape for when he resigns.

I don't have a choice, do I? The rain's much too heavy to ride through. Sometimes, I can just throw on a large poncho and go, but not this time. It's way too much and I don't have enough time to take the bus. I forgot to check the forecast, damn it.

"Namjoon? Are you still there?"

"Yeah. You want me to get you?"

"Please... I don't have another choice."

"On choices, why can't you just drive Jungkook's car?"

I blinked until the fear subsided. "I just can't. I'll text you my address. See you."

"See you."

I hung up and texted him the address. I threw my phone onto the bed and huffed. Stupid unpredicted rain. Stupid Jungkook refusing to take morning classes. Stupid me for staying up late.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I resolved myself and started getting dressed. I slipped on my biker's jacket, resolving myself to the fact no other jacket I had was waterproof. I just hoped that Namjoon didn't recognize it. He'd only seen it once, so there's no way, right? I'd never worn it into school before, I kept it locked under the seat of my bike. Still, I don't know. He's a genius sometimes and it angers me.

The jacket felt perfect to put on. It was a gift from Jungkook that he mailed for my birthday while he was on tour in America. I don't even know how much it is. He refuses to tell me how much it is or where he bought it. To. This. Day. Seriously? I don't even get to know the brand. But it fit me like a glove and I won't get rid of it.