"You know, that blonde girl with bangs?"
The royal maknae of the monster rookie group, BLACKPINK, has the longest crush on the golden maknae of BTS. Yes, Lisa's bias is no other than Jeon Jungkook.
But Jungkook? Oh, he despises hearing her name.
A...
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f i r s t p e r s o n .
Fudge . . .
My head hurts like crazy! I yawned, stretching my arms, and scratching my back as I tried to fully wake up. Well, wonder what happened last night?
Gosh, I had this weird dream that Yoongi oppa was bringing me home, I--
Snore.
Huh? Who's th--
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I squealed at the top of my lungs. His sleeping figure immediately jolted up, and immediately saw me.
"Uh? Good morning, I guess? How are you feeling?" He yawned.
I covered myself with my covers, and saw how my clothes were different ftom last night. "Don't tell me you . . . y-you . . ." I looked at my clothes, then back at him.
He face-palmed, quickly getting the idea. He stood up, pulling his shirt down. Gosh, he seems exhausted. But how and when the hell did he arrive at my room? Why my room?!
Kim Namjoon is in my room, and slept on the floor.
Just how did that happen?!
"I didn't, okay? Jennie came home and she was the one who--yah, Kim Jisoo!" He immediately assisted me as I tried to stand up.
Gosh, my head hurts like crazy. "Wait right here, I'll just make you some soup--"
"Mhm, don't you dare touch my kitchen. You're going to burn the place down!"
He gave me a deadpan stare, which I ignored cause I was too focused on my head. I sat back down on my bed, and he knelt in front of me, sighing.
"How and why are you here?" I immediately asked.
"Don't you . . . remember anything from last night?" he asked, and his face seemed to transition into a rather glum expression.
My forehead creased, brows knitting together. I threw him a confused look, obviously unable to comprehend what was happening, and how it happened.
He seemed disappointed.
But then, he started to chuckle, rubbing his nape. Though I still heard a bit of nervousness and awkwardness from his tone.
"Oh, yeah, forgot you were really drunk last night . . ." He smiled, his cute little dimple showing, "I was lurking around to wherever here in Seoul till I found Taehyung, and he said he was entering and exiting from various places to find where you and Jennie would drink," he calmly explained, "so I tagged along with him. And I found you . . . drunk."
I lightly hit my head, trying to register what happened and what I did last night. What did I do last night? "Weird, I thought I saw Yoongi oppa . . ."
