Beautiful Trauma

04

Chaeyoung's POV

Dragging the lazy feet of mine, I groggily made my way out of the room, my eyes still closed and if it wasn't because I was very much familiar with the interior of the house, I would probably end up bumping into few pieces of furniture every now and then.

Whoever sees me right now, they'd probably think that I am sleepwalking.

I can't even remember how many times either Jungkook or Namjoon had cussed me altogether for scaring the shit out of them.

Both Namjoon and Jungkook are almost brothers to me so I am very much comfortable roaming around the house with a large shirt, a few of what my brother had left, hanging loosely to my body but of course, with short shorts underneath. My hair would normally be tied in a loose bun but most often, I just let it fall freely, disheveled and unruly like how my life is at the moment.

A yawn escaped my lips as I slowly made my way to the bean bag in the middle of the living room, plopping myself comfortably on the large fabric bag. Everyone in the house knows not to use it since I sleepwalk like this. After a few minutes, my body was once again curled into a fetal position and I didn't mind when I heard the sound of someone chuckling.

"And the zombie is alive!" Jungkook cheered and I groan in annoyance, his loud voice making my head hurt a little.

"Shut it JK. I have a headache you moron," I growled and I heard him chuckle from where he was seated.

"What time did you came home last night, Chaeyoung?" I heard Namjoon's voice and I didn't bother opening my eyes.

"Ten? I don't know..." I whispered. To be honest, the events of me going home is still blurry in my memory. I was too sleepy to even remember. I just know that the guard had woken me up from my uninvited slumber telling me a taxi was already waiting for me in front of the lobby.

"You look like a mess woman. You'll scare the new tenant at this point," Jungkook teased and I just flipped him off, Taehyung's laughter soon booming on the room along with the others. And it doesn't surprise me anymore. These friends are like joint in the hips. The only thing they'd probably never do together is sharing the same girl. Besides, Taehyung practically lives in the house as he normally camps on Jungkook and Namjoon's room.

"Go away you three. Find someone to date or something. I'm getting tired of your ugly ass faces, why do you guys even stay here?" I mumble incoherent words and I just heard them laughing once again.

"Adorable," Namjoon mumbled and I felt a soft fabric covering my body.

"Thanks, lavya!" I yawn after muttering a quick thanks to whoever covered me with what seemed to be a blanket.

"And I'm not ugly Chaeyoung. But I can't say the same to you, you know since you have drool all over your face. Has Jimin already saw you looking like that?" Even with my eyes closed, I knew it was my cousin. he must be having a field day. I'll make sure to inspect his phone later because the jackass sometimes takes photos of me looking like a potato and asks favors of setting him up on a date in return.

"Fuck off Tae. Don't even start mentioning that prick's name, especially now that I'm still sleepy," the image of ugly Soobin coming on my mind, "Fucking bitch had me stayed all night to finish two goddamn reports," I groaned, snuggling closer to my bean bag. My arms covering my face to prevent the rays of artificial light from slightly blinding my already closed eyes.

"Why are you even putting up with her attitude then?" Jungkook asked and I just shrugged.

"Well, I'll have to work even harder because she may end up as the prick's girlfriend after all," I snickered, remembering how that fuck up man did me like that.