They all looked at each other. Who would it be? Hoseok wanted to carry her, but being as tired as he was, he decided that accidentally slipping on the stairs wasn't something he wanted to risk, especially while holding Y/N. There was somebody in mind though.
Jin usually made Jungkook the moving truck of the house, so it was obvious that he believed Jungkook should transport her. Whether it be moving a heavy television to Jin's room on the third floor, or the remote from across the room, it was his job.
Jimin and Taehyung knew that whether they wanted to or not, Jungkook was going to be picked by the way their hyungs were looking at him. Confused by the silence, Jungkook looked around and soon realized that they had all silently agreed on him. He sighed and stood up from his stool, tugging up his black sweatpants before carefully picking Y/N up. She was so far gone that she didn't move a muscle, reminding him of a rag doll.
"Why did I even bother asking?" He mumbled to himself as he walked off.
Taehyung's room was on the second floor, so the trip there would be pretty quick. Just one flight of stairs, tuck Y/N in without waking her, and then he could rush back down to pig out. It seemed that Jin made less than he usually did though, too bad for them.
As he was climbing the stairs, she yawned and smacked her lips, head turning to face his chest instead of the direction facing out. Her warm breath sifted through the fabric of his white shirt, then the heat dissolved and the cold air would substitute. While this loop continued, he thought about the conversation Y/N and his leader had. He was about to leave the bathroom when he heard the two of them, and he heard everything. Something about she and Yoongi actually knowing each other? Jungkook was suspicious when Y/N called Yoongi by his old nickname. It might've slipped from somebody by accident and she could have learned it like that, but she also mentioned that his hair was different. Until proven otherwise, he thought they had met before, and that they were close.
Before he knew it, he was standing outside his friend's room. He groaned inwardly, his hands were full. He was carrying Y/N bridal style the entire way and didn't even think about the door being closed. Softly, he moved her so that his arm was acting as a ledge under her bottom, her head on his shoulder and chest against the left side of his own. It was an odd way to hold somebody, he had to admit, reminded him of holding a baby. Except this was some teenager that could probably choke him at any second. Gulping, he shook it off and grasped the door knob.
Gasp
How could she move so fast? One second he was opening the door, and the next, she had latched onto him like a spider and mumbled a few things into his ear, ending it with a giggle, but he couldn't understand it through the fear that she was attacking him. He thought she was trying to choke him and almost threw her on the ground. Her arms locked around his neck and her legs around his waist put him in shock. She was holding on so tight, that if he removed his arm from under her, she'd probably still be hanging on. Well, at least she was a heavy sleeper, at the moment anyways. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door, cheeks red as a stop light. He got shy when it came to girls and physical contact, expecially like this. It was fine if it was something like a playful punch on the shoulder, but this flustered him. What was he thinking?
softsoftsoftsoftsoft
He pulled back the covers on the bed and pried her off, trying to be quick but not too fast that it would wake her. She frowned, but rolled on her side as he pulled up the blankets, still asleep just as he hoped. The remotes for heating up the bed were on either side, so he pressed the button for the mattress heater on the side he was currently on and moved to the other. After pressing the medium setting, he caught sight of her sleeping face. Setting down the remote, he ended up watching her rest for a few minutes. He was entranced. A few strands of hair covering the side of her face, pink dusted over her cheeks and the tip of her nose, and those glossy parted lips..
