Lost Sister - BTS x Reader

Chapter Eight

Jungkook's POV:

I was irritated. Vastly irritated. I glowered at Taehyung the second his hands made contact with her silken skin. I don't know why I got caught up on one simple move. It was a hug. A way to show affection. I lowly growled at my thoughts, stopping when I realised this was stupid. I faintly heard Namjoon mumble something under his breath. I went to ask him about it when I got interrupted by Jin, asking everyone what they'd like for dinner.

I shrug, pondering on what to have. I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of Soomi being happy in Taehyung's arms. It's like his dear life was devoted to keeping touch to her, not letting her out of this grip. I sigh, attempting to endure this feeling that wades inside my stomach. Having her in my arms... I mentally hit myself for such ignorant thoughts. She's our housemate now, we live in the same house.

Just friends.

That stung to think.

"Maybe because Soomi-yah is now living with us, we can go out for dinner?" Jimin suggests. We all shrug in sync, having no better ideas. "Alright then, it's settled. We'll meet in the living room once everyone's done. Someone tell Yoongi and Hoseok that we're going out." Jin says, getting simple nods while everyone disperses to their own shared rooms.

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Soomi's POV:

I shuffled along behind Jin's strides. I was scared. Not going to hide it, just admit it. Why I was scared? Well, I've never shared a room with someone, let alone two, let alone both being boys. I lightly sigh as Jin leads us to his- our room.

We reached a closed door, having Jin quietly knock on it. In under seconds the door opens just enough to see who was inside. Yoongi looks between Jin and I, then backs up, opening the door wider. We step inside and a gasp escaped my lips. Jin chuckled behind me, "Surprised boys can be clean and organised?" I shrugged, not knowing what to think.

"I watched a lot of movies and read a lot of books with my..." I reply, quieting at the end. I fixated at the carpeted flooring, the piercing silence chipping away at me.

"You have us." Yoongi said, placing his hand on my shoulder. "We'll be your family." I smiled at him appreciatively, having a glimpse of hope to a new start.

"Look around the room, get a good feel of it. It's going to be your sleeping place for a while until we get you your own bedroom somehow." Jin explained, tidying up his below that face planted into the doona. I gazed at him, expecting him to say just kidding, but that didn't come. "What? My own bedroom?" I question. He nods, "We figured you'd like your own space instead of sleeping in the same room with boys." I was glad he was being considerate about my privacy and so, but I've always felt unassured when I'm sleeping alone.

I didn't share a room before I came here, but I had a teddy bear or something to hug while I sleep to know I'm not alone. I know it sounds stupid, hearing an eighteen year old sleeping with a teddy bear, but it's true. I've never told anyone about this because I thought it was too weird, but hopefully I'm now in a new environment, I can be more open a bit more.

My honeydew eyes wandered the shelves until my eyes picked up a blushing red stuffed toy. I gave an inhumane noise, which was meant to be a squeal, and paced towards it. "Kumamon!" I cheer, my smile radiating. "You like Kumamon, too?" I face the voice while nodding, seeing it was Yoongi. "I've loved him ever since I got a stuffed one when it was my fourth birthday." I say, remembering the first time I laid eyes on the toy.

Yoongi became quiet so I looked over at him, seeing him already looking at me with a bewildered expression. I waved it off and strolled to a random bed, taking a seat on it.

Realisation washed over me as I dipped my head to gaze at my clothes. They were the same clothes I remember wearing this morning, and it's supposedly five o'clock. I grimace at the state of my clothes, feeling ashamed that I looked like this in front of the boys. "Do any of you have spare clothes I could wear to go out and sleep with, seeing I don't have any things of mine?" I say, grabbing the attention of the two older boys.

"Yeah, but I'm not sure if it'll fit that well." Jin said, opening is drawer and searching. I shrugged even though his back was to me, "Doesn't matter, I'll make do with it somehow." In a matter of seconds I had a grey t-shirt from Jin and ripped black jeans and a red bandana from Yoongi. I smiled, gathering ideas on how I'm going to pull this off. "Thank you, I won't take long."

Before I went in the bathroom, Jin called out after me. "Soomi, we'll go shopping for clothes and that for you, okay?" I nod understanding and walked into the white bathroom, closing the door.

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Jin's POV:

After Soomi went in, I relaxed on my bed, an image of Soomi wrapped in my arms envisioned itself in my mind. I got interrupted when a chuckle filled my ears. "What're you thinking about to make you look so relaxed?" Yoongi asked with a questioning gaze.

A blush erupted on my cheeks, having me quickly make up a cover. "I was just thinking about all the delicious food in the restaurant." Yoongi seemed to buy it and let me off, having me mentally sigh.

I went to go back and relax when a burst of warm, moistened air filled the room. I fixated my eyes to the bathroom, seeing Soomi with Yoongi and I's clothes wrapped around her stylishly. I smiled, "Looking good." She blushed a crimson red. "Thanks Jin oppa."

Soomi, Yoongi and I decided to meet in the living room, where we originally all agreed to meet.

Soomi's POV:

We strolled into the living room, seeing Jungkook and Hoseok chatting to each other. They didn't seem to notice us until Yoongi threw himself on the couch, slouching and closing his eyes. They looked at Yoongi then around the room, their eyes landing on Jin and I. "You look pretty, Soomi," Hoseok complimented, a dust of pink plastered on his cheeks. Jungkook nodded vigorously, having me think it might fall off.

I blushed myself, "Thanks. I'm just borrowing Yoongi and Jin oppa's clothes." Yoongi stirred, making a grunting noise in disagreement. "Those clothes are your clothes." I gazed at Yoongi and his position on the couch. "But-" "Soomi-yah, they don't fit us anyway, it's good you have them so we don't have to throw them away." I went to protest more when Yoongi opened his eyes, gazing at me with a warning look that clearly shot I'm not in the mood.

I shut my mouth not saying a word after that.

Not long after, the others eventually showed up, having casual yet nice looking clothes on. "Everyone ready?" Hoseok asked, his heart shaped smile brightening. We all nodded and trailed outside, gathering into the car.

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After an hours drive, we arrived in the main city of Seoul. We all lumbered out, shaking our legs back alive. "Now that we're here, what and wear are we going to eat?" Rapmon asked, gazing around our surroundings.

"Maybe we can go to that street? Looks like it'll have restaurants." Yoongi suggested, pointing down a fairy lighted path filled with some people. No one seemed to object, so we went on.

We step inside the restaurant, and instantly I'm overwhelmed with scents of different spices. I breath in, smiling at the aroma.

"Do you enjoy food, Soomi?" Jin asks while gazing around the restaurant. "Of course, making and eating food is one of my favourite things to do." I reply, moving forward to the reception area.

"Table for eight, please." Rapmon inquires, having the reception lady to lead the way. She lead us to a table for ten, leaving two seats for bags and such. The lady adverted her orbs to each of us, merely stopping too long at Jimin. I wave the moment away as she hands out the food menus and specials and drink menus.

"What's everyone having?" Hoseok asks, gliding along the beverages. I gaze at the large variety, puzzled by the options. "Why do they have such a large variety..." I mutter, flipping the page with annoyance. Yoongi snorts, catching looks from people from other tables, "They want us to starve while looking for something to eat." I crack a smile, shaking my head.