The Wish (JJK)

4 - Hardly Adapting

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~.~ Y/N's P.O.V ~.~

Heavy rain dropping on my window followed by a lightning. That's all it took to wake up. Great, it was raining again. At least i wasn't working. It would be hard to ride my bike with that weather. I rubbed my eyes and pushed my beige, heavy duvet off of me with a swift move. Yawning, i walked to the bathroom and after i followed my daily routine, i got an enjoyable shower with my beloved chocolate and oranges flavored bubble bath. Last minute i decided to wash my hair and so i do with my raspberry and hibiscus shampoo. Yeah, i know what you'll say. In my defense, i love smelling like fruit and flowers. After i finished, i wrapped my long, light blue towel around my body, drying it up fully. Afterwards, i shuttled back into my bedroom to dry my hair and get dressed, holding the towel tightly around my body and fingers. I wore a black koalan and over it a long, baggy, white, long-sleeved shirt.

After my stomach rumbled protesting for food, i rushed towards the kitchen, blearily remembering Kookie scratching up my room's door last night, but it paused after a while. I just figured he would sleep with the boys, or better say Yoongi, so i didn't bother. Note the sarcasm.

I made myself a toast and poured some apple juice in a glass. As i plopped my butt on a chair, Yoongi stepped out of my brother's room with a wild look. Hair all messy and his wide, light red t-shirt swimming on his body as the collar was so low that i could see his bare chest and shoulder. He looked like a truck had passed over him, to be specific.

" Where's Kookie? " His voice raspy from sleep.

There we go. I rolled my eyes.

" I thought he spent the night in your room guys. " I shrugged off as i took a bite from my toast.

Yoongi lashed around, searching for him.

" Kookie!? " I heard him calling him out.

For a split second, worry raised in me, but remembering how he was hiding whenever the flat's door was opening, i relaxed. He was somewhere around the flat for sure.

" Where are you hiding, silly bunny? " Yoongi sing-sang.

A loud peep echoed through the house and a long arm raised over the sofa, then plopping back down, making a sound which made Yoongi almost pee his pants and jump some feet back.

Kookie was laying on his side, soundly sleeping on the sofa until a guy named Yoongi decided to bother his sleep.

" Okay, okay, i won't bother you anymore. Jeez. " He sighed deeply, still adjusting from the fear his heart accepted.

" Propably not a morning person. " I stated, giggling the moment he appeared in kitchen's door frame.

" He's been out there, all alone, all night. " He said sadly. " I thought you'd let him in your room. " He added, walking towards the fridge.

" I thought he'd sleep with you. " I replied simply, taking a sip from my juice.

" He is not in love with me. " He plainly said, gulping down the full box of milk.

" Shut it. " I groaned.

I grabbed my remaining toast and glass of juice and brushed past him, entering my room, shutting the door behind me with my foot.

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Later that noon, i could hear Kookie's contagious laughter from my soft bed, even though i had my earbuds on, hearing to music. I sighed as curiosity overflowed me. Turning off my mp3 and taking off my ears the buds, i got out of my room and dashed over to the kitchen. Standing under the door's frame i witnessed Jimin sitting next to Kookie, teaching him how to talk. Jimin gave a small cinnamon biscuit to him each time he pronounced a word right. This was surely Yoongi's idea. The boy seemed fond of food, trying hard to talk the best he could manage. Seemed like some things never change. Kookie always used to dive into his food like a crazy, little bunny he was. I smiled at the thought.