I've locked myself in my room for the entire day so far. I glanced at the time on my phone, eyes widening when I realized it was already 9 pm. I felt my stomach grumble, wanting to be stuffed with any type of food. I walked out of my room and made my way into the kitchen to eat some leftovers. "Hey, you're finally out." Hoseok's voice chirped up from behind me. "Where is everyone?" I asked, placing my plate full of food in the microwave.
"Oh, no one told you?"
I turned around, raising an eyebrow at him in curiosity. "Tell me what?" He looked away, avoiding eye contact with me for a few seconds before speaking up. "Jimin told everyone what happened today so they went to speak with the CEO... Jungkook and I stayed behind in case you decided to come out of your room." Huh? That tall nerd actually has a heart? "Of course his reasoning was because he wanted to play overwatch but that's not the point." Andddd- there it is.
"Thanks, it doesn't bother me though. I'm fine, really." The beeping on the microwave startled me for a second before I turned around and carefully took out the hot plate, setting it on the counter. "Bro, when a girl says she's fine 99.9% of the time it's the opposite." He sat on top of the counter across from me and began to play with the hem of his shirt. "First off, I'm not a girl. And how would you know since you've never had a girlfriend?" I smirked, turning around to wiggle my eyebrows at him. I noticed his cheeks turning a deep shade of red before covering his face with his hands. "I have a sister you dummy!"
I awkwardly laughed before stuffing my face full of food so I didn't have to apologize. "So, what have you been doing for the past 10 or so hours?" A hint of worrying was somewhat hidden in his voice. "Oh you know, playing games. Binge watching Netflix series. Crying. Casual boy things." A big frown overcame his face before running over to embrace me in a big hug.
I softly cried into his chest as he began to pat my back. "It's okay to cry Jaewoo." His voice quivered and I pulled away to see him crying too. "Don't cry hyung." I sobbed. "If you cry it makes me cry." He said as snot began to run down his face. I was so grossed out by the action that I didn't feel sad anymore considering the sight of him."Ew go away I don't want your germs!" I yelled, trying to get out of his grasp. "JUNGKOOK!" I screamed. Hoseok's grip tightened. "B-b-but i'm s-o sad!" he wailed.
At this point, I forgot why we were crying. My main goal was to get Hobi to get away from me. "JUNGKOOK HELP!" I screamed even louder as I watched my Hyung's snot began to drip off his face. I heard a door slam and loud footsteps quickly coming our way. I glanced over at the kitchen entrance to see Jungkook running over to us, confusion and disgust spread across his face as he saw the scene laid out before him.
"What the fu-" He was cut off by my screaming. Snot was super close to dripping on me and I began thrashing around in Hobi's arm. "HURRY HELP ME!" Before I knew it, Jungkook ripped me out of Hoseok's grasp and I watched in horror as the gross liquid began to soak into Jungkook's shirt. "Oh god, imma get sick." I clasp my mouth with both of my hands and turned around, running into the bathroom.
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I listened intensely as the shower turned off. I leaned against the wall next to the locked door, waiting for Jungkook to get out of the bathroom. "Jaewoo I swear to god if you're standing outside of this bathroom I'm going to kill you." I heard his muffled voice. "Go ahead, I deserve it." I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.
The door finally opened, revealing a now clean Hyung with his Pajamas. "I'm sorry." I bowed, waiting for his response. "That's not a good apology." He mumbled, anger buried deep within his voice. I stood up and looked at him with confusion. "Then what can I do to show you I'm sorry?"
"Hmm.." He scratched his chin, looking around for a while. "You must do what I say."
"Oh that's not too bad." I smiled. "For the entire month." He continued, a small smirk formed on his thin lips. I almost laughed at his proposal. What is he going to do? Make me clean his room? Wash his dishes?
"Okay, deal." I smiled, shaking his hand. "Good. Now come with me into my room." He turned around and began walking. "Oh god, look. I don't like you that way, I don't even like you at all to be fair."
"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Just follow me Jaepoo." He snickered. "Yeah okay whatever JungYuck." I rolled my eyes and followed him. He turned on the light, which was on the other wall, and closed the door behind me. He sat at his desk and began to use his computer. "What do you want me to do, watch you play video games?" I laughed. "No, I want you to give me a shoulder massage as I play video games." He responded, placing his headphones over his ears. Jebus christ, if this is how the entire month is going to be, I'd might as well be hanging out with the devil himself.
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