Rain: 박지민

three

HANA
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"Who keeps texting you?" Jungkook asked. We were sitting in the cafeteria together, just talking. It had been about 3 weeks since we met, and we'd been inseparable ever since.

I picked up my phone and looked at the messages.

JIMIN 12:14
who is that

JIMIN 12:16
is that the guy who wrote the note

JIMIN 12:17
what's his name

JIMIN 12:18
oh my god you're actually blushing at everything he says, stop embarrassing yourself

"Oh uh, just my roommate," I said, quickly putting my phone away before he could see my messages. I then looked around the cafeteria. I soon spotted Jimin, grinning at me. I shot him a glare and turned back to Jungkook. He, unfortunately noticed who I was glaring at.

"Why are you glaring at that guy?" he chuckled. I smiled sheepishly at him.

"That's my roommate, Jimin. He was texting me... inappropriate things, I guess you could say."

Jungkook looked at me, his eyebrows slightly knitted together. "Show me." My eyes widened at his words and I shook my head. I could feel my cheeks heating up once again, and in the corner of the hall I could see Jimin rolling his eyes. "Come on, let me see."

I sighed and handed him my phone, and his eyes widened when he read the texts. He then started laughing. I snatched my phone back and typed a reply.

ME 12:24
his name is jungkook

ME 12:24
and stop grinning, you look dumb

"Come on, let's go."

We went outside, to my favourite spot. The grass under the big tree, by the river behind the school. We had 30 minutes left of our lunch break, so might aswell.

I sat down next to him and sighed quietly.

"Oh! I was meaning to ask you," I began. He turned to me, and my eyes were met with his friendly, round eyes. I smiled a little before I continued. "My brother is going to have a party tonight, so I was wondering if you wanted to come?"

A big grin spread on his face. "Song Hana, are you asking me out?"

My eyes widened as I stuttered to find the right words. "N-No! I didn't mean it like that, I-"

"I was kidding," he interrupted, and laughed. He put his arm around me. "You don't have to tell me twice, I know you don't feel that way about me."

I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, Kookie." He smiled softly back at me.

. . .

NOBODY
"What do you want?" Jungkook said as he stood up.

"Surprise me," Hana responded, smiling up at him.

Yoongi had been watching her from the other side of the room, looking away at times not to let Taehyung see. As Jungkook walked away to order drinks, he took the chance to approach her.

"Hey there," he said as he slid into the seat next to hers. Hana turned her head and smiled when she saw who it was.

"Yoongi." She immediately moved a little bit closer to him as they talked.

Taehyung grabbed Jungkooks arm. "Jungkook right? Jimin told me who you are."

Jungkooks eyes widened a little as he nodded. After that, Taehyung continued. "See that guy that's talking to Hana over there? That's Min Yoongi. He is infamous for playing with girls feelings and then throwing them out like trash. I need you to keep her away from him. She hasn't been herself since her dickhead ex-boyfriend cheated on her. If Yoongi gets close, he'll break her, and we can't let that happen."

Jungkook blinked, taken back by what the brunette said. He then nodded frantically. "Alright, should I take her home? She's had enough to drink anyway, she's probably tired."

Taehyung smiled and nodded in approval. He then watched as he walked to Hana, said something, took her hand and led her out and away from Yoongi, who looked displeased. He liked Jungkook, he cared about his sister a lot and it showed.

. . .

HANA
I sat down on my bed with a huff, kicking off my heels and pulling the straps of my dress off my shoulders.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa.." Jungkook stopped me from undressing further as he chuckled. "Let me say goodnight to you first so I can leave."

I leaned against him. "You can't leave."

He looked at me, causing me to look up at him. "I can't leave?"

I laughed softly. "Well, I guess you can if you want to. But I don't want you to. Please stay with me?" He sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulders, squeezing me gently.

"Okay, I'll stay." He then stood up and walked to the door. "I'll go get some water, get changed."

. . .

I woke up the next morning, legs tangled in Jungkooks and my face smushed against his bare torso. My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the sight in front of me. I bolted out of the bed and hurried to the kitchen, where I found Jimin, making his breakfast.

"You weren't at the party last night," I said causing him to turn around. As he looked me up and down I was suddenly very aware of the fact that I was just wearing a pair of short shorts and a tank top that had ridden up slightly.

"No, I wasn't. I stayed here." Jimin smirked a little seeing me pull my top down further, he then went back to his breakfast.

"How come?"

He didn't respond, he just shrugged. Soon enough I felt something heavy on my shoulder, so I turned my head to see Jungkooks brown mop of hair. I smiled as I ruffled his hair and he lifted his head up and looked at me with a sleepy expression. "You should get going," I said, dragging him out into the hallway. In the corner of my eye I could see Jimin's curious expression, causing me to smile. "Sorry I made you stay."

Jungkook gave me a goofy smile. "I really don't mind. Let me know if you wanna do it again."