I'm Scared [p.jm]

"Come on, lets go!"

It's now the weekend. I have no one to hang out with. I look at the ceiling of the room. Namjoon and Yoongi are so nice, even though it's only been a few days since I've met them. My thoughts get interrupted when my phone chimes. I have a text. I look at my phone. "World destroyer". It's Namjoon. Yes, yes, I know, but he's the one that broke my pencil. And he also broke my Ryan water bottle. And my hair band.

I answer. "Hello?" I say. "Hey, girl~~" He says through the phone. "What do you need, joon?" I ask. "Wanna hang out with me and my friends?" He asks. "Um.. Is Yoongi going to be there? And how many people are going to be there?" I ask, a bit nervous. "Yeah, Yoongi will be there, and there will only be four more people. Don't worry, they're all good people, and won't hurt you." Namjoon says reassuringly. He already knows about my phobia and so does Yoongi.

"Are you sure?" I ask, still unsure. "Trust me, Eunhi." He says, again, reassuringly. ".. Okay.." I say lightly. "I'll pick you up at four, I'll see you." "Okay, see you then." We hang up. It's two thirty. I stand and start getting ready. Okay, I know I hate people touching me, but, I just have been dying to wear my new off the shoulder shirt, it's black and really nice. I pick it out and see some nice light blue jeans. I pick it out and also pick out my thigh high, thick heeled boots.

I shower and get ready, along with some makeup. Soon it's almost four. My hair is curled and, to be honest, I look nice. I haven't dressed like this in a while. It's refreshing. I then get a text from Namjoon.

Namjoon: I'm outside the apartment.
Eunhi: Okay, I'm coming out right now.

I walk out my room and exit the apartment, and when I open the door, I see Namjoon. "Ooh, who are you looking pretty for?" He smiles. "Just myself." I smile as well. We soon exit the complex and leave for his house.

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We arrive in front of his house. "The others are inside." I swallow. "It's okay, don't worry." He reassures me. I nod and he opens the door. As we enter, I hear the voice of  Yoongi. "Guys, they're here!" I freeze in my spot. I hear footsteps come to us. Namjoon greets the others. "Hey, guys!" He looks at me. "Come on, let's go!" He takes my hand and soon let's go after we arrive to the living room.

"Guys, this is Eunhi. I met her at the university." They all greet me in unison. "Hello!" I shyly smile and wave. "H-hi, I'm Lee Eunhi." "I'm Hoseok, it's good to meet you, I'm your hope!" He smiles brightly. "Nice to meet you." I smile. "I'm Seokjin! I'll take care of you!" He smiles. "Good to meet you, eomma." I laugh slightly. God, the anxiety. I look at the next person. "I'm Jungkook!" He says, and smiles. He reminds me so much of a bunny.

Wait, weren't there supposed to be one more? "Yoongi, did he come yet?" Namjoon asks. "Yeah, he did. I'm sure he's still in your room, we were all hanging in there." Namjoon nods. "Jimin!" Jin calls. "Yeah!" A person calls from the room. "Come out here!" Yoongi calls. "No~~~ I'm comfy!" Yoongi sighs. "Guys, let's just go in the room." Namjoon says and we all walk to his room. I look around.

He isn't here? "Jimin, come out." Namjoon calls. I look at the bed and see a lump under the blanket. A guy pokes his head out. He has puffy cheeks, cute eyes, and plump lips. "Hi, hyung~~" the person says, smiling. His eyes make his way to me. "Hi, there, I'm Jimin." He smiles. "E-Eunhi.." I say shyly. I feel my cheeks heat up into a blush. What if we end up dating? That'd be nice.

I shake my head. Did I just think that? "Guys, this is important." Namjoon says. Everyone looks at him. "You guys can't touch Eunhi." Namjoon calls. "Is she your girlfriend?" Jin calls out. "No, she has a phobia of others touching her. So if you touch her, please ask her first." They all understand. Everyone except Yoongi and Namjoon, let out an 'oh'. I look down. And I sit down on the swivel chair behind me.

We all get settled in, everyone talks with each other. I talk with Jin. We're all having a good time. "Oh, Eunhi." Jin asks. "Yeah?" "Are you sleeping over with us?" Jin says. "Huh? I would love to, but I don't know if I'm invited to." I say. "Aw, well, we're all having a sleepover today." Jin looks away from me and looks at Namjoon. "Joon, is she sleeping over too?" He asks. "I don't know, will she be okay with sleeping in a house full of guys?"

Jin looks at me. I don't see why not, I feel safe with all of them. "I'll be okay, you're all good friends." I smile. "She said she's okay with it." Jin looks away from me. "She can if she wants to. I'd be glad to have her sleep over." "Do you want to?" Jin looks at me again, I nod, smiling. Jin smiles. "She wants to." "Then, she can sleep over. But, she doesn't have clothes." "She can borrow my shirt, I have an extra."

Jin looks at me once more. "Are you okay with that?" "Of course, I trust you." Even though I just met you like, thirty minutes ago. I still trust you. We suddenly hear Jungkook call out. "I have underwear you can use!" We all freeze and look at Jungkook. "What?" Jin says. "I found it with Namjoon-hyung's underwear!" We all look at Namjoon. "What? Why are you looking in my underwear?!" "You said I could use some, that day when I spilled water on my pants!"

We all shake our heads and soon everyone decides to change. They said that they have an extra toothbrush, so I'm okay. Jin walks me to a room and leaves. He leaves the white shirt with me and I start to undress. I take my pants off, and soon my shirt. I slip Jin's white t-shirt on. Half way while putting it on, the door opens. "Hey, Eunhi, here's the-" Hoseok says but freezes as he sees the scene.

"G-get out!" I scream and try to shove the shirt down to cover myself. "I'm so sorry!" He yells. Soon everyone is rushing to the room. "What was that?!" Jungkook yells. I give up with putting my head through the hole for where it's supposed to go through, but my head gets stuck. Fuck! Why does this have to happen at a bad time. "Woah." Namjoon says. "What are you all still doing here?!" Jin yells at them.

He shoo's them away. "Next time, lock the door, sweetie. Also, don't worry, you can trust me, I won't do anything, I'm your eomma." He closes the door.

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