a love impossible

Chapter 3

It's now 5:43 am. I've walked around and gotten familiar with the (massive) house, chosen my room, and unpacked. My room has a pale purple/lilac lavender color scheme. There were 7 other rooms, but I liked this one. I have a king size bed and a huge window that faces the front of the house. I'm so tired. I have gotten about 6 hours of sleep in the past 2 days. I'm in my room now, but I have a second before they get here. I'm just gonna lay on my bed for a few, and I'll hear them when they get here. I take off my skirt before climbing into bed, because I can't sleep with anything but underwear on my lower half, and throw myself onto the bed, not bothering to cover up. I lay my stomach against the silky softness of the bed, and before I know it, I'm asleep.

*Thirty minutes later*

"Hey. Hey. Hey!" someone whispers while lightly shaking me.
This is the second time to happen, in, wait, what day is it? How long did I sleep? I turn around and sit criss cross and face the person who woke me. They're sitting halfway on my bed, and they have really broad shoulders, with a narrow nose, and a ovaly face. He sees how confused I am and laughs. I laugh a little too, but only because his laugh sounds like a windshield wiper.
"I know you're tired, and trust me, we are too, but if any of the maknaes see you like this, I don't know if we could stop them. You're very beautiful. So get your skirt back on princess, and I'll wait outside your door to take you downstairs to meet the rest of the members," he says, and I recognize him. He's one of the members in BTS.
Duh, Areum. Really smooth. Nice.
He gets up and walks to my door, but I don't want him to go yet.
"Wait!" I say standing up, and he turns around.
"Yeah?" he asks, looking concerned.
"I just, I don't really know anybody, and I don't want you to go," I say, looking down and intertwining my fingers together.
"Aww," he chuckles, "alright. I'll stay in the room."
"Thanks," I say relieved.
I grab my skirt and put it on, then run to the vanity across the room. I brush my hair and put my shoes back on. I then walk to the man waiting by my door.
"What's your name?" I ask as he extends his arm out for me to hold onto.
"I'm Jin sweetheart," he says and smiles at me.
"Areum," I say, returning the smile. I loop my arm through his.
"Ready?" he asks.
"Ready," I nod.
He opens the door and we walk downstairs together into the living room, and I see six guys sitting around. Three are on the couch, one is in a chair and another one is in a different chair, and one is on the floor.
I laugh while looking at the one on the floor.
"What?" he asks smiling, wanting to get the joke too. He has a very boxy smile, and he's very handsome.
"Out of all the places to sit, you choose the floor," I say.
"What better seat is there?" he asks rhetorically. We lock eyes for a moment, and he winks at me. I smile at him. I then look away and back to Jin.
"You're good. I'll introduce you," he says to me.
"Dang Jin, already got the girl," one of them says. He's sitting in a chair, and he has a very heart shaped face, with a button nose, and medium sized lips.
"Hush Yoongi," Jin says, and then he turns to the rest of the group, "Everyone, this is Areum. She's nervous, so give her some space," he directs the group.
"It's okay, we're nervous too. We, okay, this is gonna sound really stalkerish, but we already know a lot about you, and I don't know how much you know about us, so if you could just tell us what you know already so we can fill in the gaps, that'd be appreciated," one of them with a coconut shaped head says.
"Well, I don't know your names, but I listen to some of your music," I say.
"What's your favorite song?" the coconut asks.
"Oh, that's tough. It's between Gogo, War of Hormone, and Save Me," I answer.
"Three very good choices," he replies approvingly.
I giggle.
"What are your all's names?" I ask.
"I'm Namjoon," says one who has a very round face.
"I'm Jungkook," says the coconut.
"I'm Yoongi," says the one who was teasing Jin.
"I'm Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi," one of them says.
"I'm Jimin," says another.
"I'm Taehyung, but you can call me Daddy," says the one sitting on the floor who winked at me. Namjoon lightly smacks him on the back of his head, and I laugh.
"Cool," I say.
"And hey, listen," Namjoon says, "you're going to have to choose on of us, which means getting to know us. Like spending time with us, doing stuff together, and probably sex. I mean, before I become serious about someone, I'd like to know how they are in bed. We actually kind of expect that you'll probably sleep with all of us. Not in an offensive, 'you're a whore', type way, but more like you should know what each of us are like, in as many ways possible. It's not going to hurt our feelings if you sleep with all of us. What will hurt is if you say you choose one of us, then sleep with another member. That's not okay. But until you choose one of us, we're all fair game. Do you get what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, I understand," I say nodding, and he nods back to me.
"What do you wanna do now?" Jungkook asks.
"Let's go swimming!" Hobi yells excitedly.
"Yah!" Jimin yells in agreement.
"Is that okay with you Areum?" Jin asks.
"Yeah, I love swimming. Let me go get changed!" I say.
I unhook my arm from Jin's and run upstairs. This seems like it'll be fun. I'm actually, genuinely, excited.

Sorry for the short chapter guys, but I have to go soon and I wanted to get an update before I left. Next chapters will be longer! Love you guys!