I was snapped back to the present when my lungs pleaded for oxygen, so I ripped off my lips which were connected with his, we both caught our breaths, I could feel my cheeks getting warm as a dozen pairs of eyes stared at me with deadpan expressions...
The BU members lay lazily on the pillows sprawled all over. Thiya was scrolling through her phone, Minje had taken her guitar into her lap and was strumming lazily, Tara was taking selfies as usual with every member, Nichi sketched a fashion design seeming totally absorbed in her work, Lyla, AG and Thevi were discussing some news on their favorite subjects.
Lyla getting bored of the conversation backed against her soft turquoise pillow, as she lazily backed against it she saw Nichi vaguely running her pencil on the sketch book.
A smile rose on her lips as she took the nearest pillow threw and flung it at Nichi who angrily snapped towards her.
"Why'd you do that for?" she shrieked
Lyla shrugged her shoulders carelessly at her. Nichi turning to look at Thiya groaned throwing away her sketchbook and pencil carelessly on the floor.
"Thiya Unnie!" She nagged.
"What?" Thiya asked, not taking her eyes off the screen of her phone as she went on texting vigorously.
'Probably Namjoon oppa' Nichi said to herself, smiling slyly.
She jumped to grab Thiya's phone from her but instead fall of the bed, crashing to the floor.
AG and Thevi quickly crawled to the edge of the bed looking down at Nichi's figure groaning.
"Are you okay?" Thevi asked softly.
Nichi groaned again, crawling to her feet.
"She seems totally fine to me?" AG said
Thevi slapped AG's arm, trying to push back her giggles but
"Uhm" mumbled Minje getting up, loosening Suga's grip around her waist. Suga sleepily blinked his eyes open at her, "Where are you going?"
Minje gave him an incredulous look, "Can't I go home?" she asked sarcastically sitting up on the edge of the bed.
Suga pouted cutely at her, taking her aback by his change of actions. 'He seemed so serious for a second, now he's acting as a cute puppy. But I have to admit he's a good kisser' she thought smiling to herself.
"I thought you were going to spend the night with me"
Minje blushed furiously, looking away to hide her blush, she said:
"Um- Er can I ask you a favor?"
Suga smirked to himself.
"Of course, babe"
Minje's nervous look turned to surprise, her mouth fell open, and "Don't call me that!" she snapped.
Suga smirked evilly, "Okay" he said before adding, "Babe".
Minje jabbed him playfully in the chest, Suga fell back on to his bed, rubbing the spot
"Ouch girl that really hurt"
Minje smiled in victory, making Suga rolled his eyes at her.
"So what did you want to ask me?" Suga asked coming to sit next to her.
Minje blushed, fidgeting with her strands of dirty blonde hair. Suga stared at her hesitant look for it was quite unlike her to be hesitant in doing anything. He loved seeing the blush rise on her face every time she looked hesitant, or how she bit her lip unknowingly not knowing that it looked very seducing and tempting to him. He had been unable to control his emotions around her, every time the feelings that arose in his chest, so wild and passionate, he knew now what it was even though he had rejected the idea at every attempt his conscience tried to show him, he couldn't understand it.
'Love' it finally had struck him as hard as a bullet in his heart, it was when he saw the look in Minje's eyes, and they reflected his own. Even though they had not confessed he knew he'd be the first one to confess, as Minje's stubbornness and pride always took over her.
"I wanted to ask you . . ." Minje's voice faltered into his thoughts.
Suga's eyes snapped her way, he smiled softly, showing his gummy smile and wrapped his hand in hers.
"I wanted to ask you . . . "Minje said with more determination. "Can have your underwear?"
Suga took his hand away from hers, in surprise and shock. Now Minje's face reddened as the words flew from her tongue.
Suga smiled smugly getting up, he unbuttoned his jeans.
"WAIT!" Minje shrieked covering her red face with her hands in embarrassment.
"I didn't say I wanted the underwear you're wearing NOW!"
Suga chuckled buttoning back his jeans, he walked up to the white drawer, opening it he took a black clothe, turning back to Minje, who was peering through her fingers, he threw it at her, hitting her straight in the face.
Minje's hands fell down hesitantly to her sides, taking the black clothe which had fell on her lap she unfolded it, a black men's Gucci underwear visualized in her hands. Blushing softly, she quickly stuffed in the pocket of her jacket which was carelessly lying on the floor.
Getting up she ran out of the door, leaving Suga smirking to himself. Running down the dark hallways, she heard shrieks from upstairs; as if someone had awoken and was coming after her. In the commotion she suddenly bumped into what felt like a huge pole and fell with it on to the carpeted floor with a heavy thudding sound.
"Ouch! Get off of me idiot!" shrieked a familiar voice beneath her.
But before she could lift herself off the person, she got shoved.
"Hey!" she squealed rolling on the floor.
Suddenly the lights flashed on, her grey eyes met with two familiar pair of brown eyes. Both of them stared in shock at each other.
"NICHI" a voice yelled, awaking them both from the trance.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Remembering what was going on Nichi grabbed Minje's arm dragging her up, they ran through the hall, sounds of footsteps coming near.
Finally reaching the front door, flinging it open they ran out into the cold snowy white environment.
Shouts came behind them but they kept running until the shouts seized in a distance. Nichi's legs ached tiredly, Minje was out of breath, and Nichi unable to keep on going anymore fell on her knees, onto the snowy ground, panting, dragging Minje down with her.
"What happened?" Minje asked finally as she felt as if her frozen blood starting to circulate.
Nichi smile through panting long breaths, "Well. . ." she started. "It started like this . . ."
