Chapter 8 — Jimin to the Rescue
"Drive safely." You told Sungjae as you got out of his car.
It was one in the morning when you finally finished your research and decided to leave the cafe. Sungjae deeply insisted to drop you off, telling you that taxi drivers this late at night were often dangerous as there are others who pretend to be drivers but are actually not. You were very grateful but you felt guilty because he had to go home and his house was an hour drive away.
He honked his car at you before leaving.
You stepped in the dormitory building all tired. The hallway was quiet and the lights were dimmed. Everybody was asleep and it was time for you to go to bed. Then you remember...right.
You were standing in front of your dorm and you were beyond annoyed. If you see any more exotic scenes, you're moving out.
Your eyes were closed when you opened the door. It was surprisingly quiet.
You opened one eye, and then the other.
Yoongi was there and he was awake. His desk was completely back to normal and the girl was no longer there.
He continued to type on his laptop like he didn't see you enter the room.
"Already left you?" You crossed your arms.
His eyebrows furrowed, "Excuse me?"
You laughed, "Didn't know you were a sucker for quickies, Yoongi."
"Shut up, Y/N. There was never a quickie."
"No, you shut up." You glared at him. "You can't be bringing girls in here. Did you forget that I also live in this room?"
He snorted. "Why? Are you jealous?"
"What?" You were furious. "Is that what you think?"
You shake your head.
"You're disgusting." You said and picked up a notebook that was on your bed. You threw the notebook at him and he shielded himself from the strong impact.
"Hey!" Yoongi shrieked, looking at you with wide eyes.
You turned around as you headed to the door. You couldn't believe him. He was on another level of disrespect.
"Where are you going?!" He shouted, clearly pissed at you for throwing a notebook at him.
You gripped at the door and turned back to Yoongi who was glaring at you. You faked a smile. "If you want to bring girls, go for a private hotel room not a dormitory that you share with me, thanks! Clean everything, replace the sheets including mine and spray disinfectant or else I'm reporting you!"
You slammed the door shut and left with your jaw clenched. The lights in Nayeon's office were off. It was obvious that she was already fast asleep. You knocked on it softly, hoping that she'll answer.
"Nayeon." You called and waited for a few seconds. You knocked again. "Nayeon?"
You sighed. There was no way Nayeon would wake up at this hour. She has always been a heavy sleeper.
You dug your phone in your pocket and dialed Jimin's number.
It suddenly crossed your mind that he was already fast asleep especially for a person taking medical education. You were about to end the call but surprisingly, he answered it.
