Night Sky

37

Having asthma sucks. It's like my lungs is on fire as well as my whole body. 😭

Anyways, have a good weekend fam! ❤️

After that night, Namjoon became extra affectionate. Not that I’m complaining. I swear, I love the attention. He showers me with so much love and fills my heart to the brim. We haven’t said anything about what happened that night, choosing to just enjoy the thought that we are now more comfortable with each other. Especially Namjoon. Sometimes though, I still catch him getting insecure about what I feel for him. There are times when a sentence or two will spill out of how he won’t be good enough for me. So, I make extra effort to show him how much I appreciate him, how much I love to be around him and how much I treasure what we both have.

But after a few days of being in Japan with him and the boys, I finally get a glimpse of how busy of a man he is. On top of being an idol and a producer, he’s also the group’s leader. He’s being summoned most of the time for meetings here and there. Since he is responsible for the whole team, he usually is the one who’s MIA.

So here I was, sitting with Jimin and Hobi while watching Jungkook and Taehyung playing a video game called Overwatch. I’ve been spending over 4 hours watching the two that I still don’t know what is going on. Joonie and Yoongi was called to an urgent meeting and Jin, obviously, was with my sister.

“How is this fun? They just keep killing each other.” I say, leaning my head on Hobi’s shoulder, while the youngest boys bicker and spout curses to each other.

I feel his shoulders vibrate because of his laugh. “They’re kids. And boys. What do you expect?” Hobi answered while patting my head. Jimin was on his phone, oblivious of the obvious ruckus his younger brothers are causing.

“Jimin.” I called to him. He didn’t budge but is still typing furiously on his phone. “Jimin-ah…” I called again cutely to catch his attention. I sat up when he doesn’t respond again and looked at Hobi. I looked at him questioningly and he just shrugged his shoulders. We were sitting at a long leather sofa in one of the boy’s hotel room. Jimin was sitting at the other end of the sofa leaning his back on the armchair. I swiftly stood up and nonchalantly walked in his direction. Once I was out of his peripheral vision, I turned around and took a sneak at what he was doing on his phone.

“Sooyoung?” I whispered. Jimin jerked his head instantly to look at me and hid his phone.

I stood up straight and scratched my chin. “Why does that name sound familiar?”

“Yah! Yumi! Who told you, you can snoop around like that?” He said defensively. I giggled and looked at the blush on his cheeks.

“Oohhh. Does Jiminie have a girlfriend we don’t know about?” I said while wiggling my eyebrows. Hobi was chuckling at Jimin’s flustered state and shook his head.

“Want to answer that Jimin-ah?” Hobi challenged him while still stifling his laughter.

“You know her Hobi?” I asked while tilting my head. He just shrugged his shoulders again while looking at Jimin with a smirk on his face. I looked at the blushing Jimin and decided to press the topic further.

“Jiminiee…” I whined while taking a seat in between the two boys again. “Tell me…I want to know!” I added while shaking his arm. He shrugged me off softly and stood up.

“No one. I’m tired. I’ll be in my room.” He said while walking quickly to the door.

“Enjoy, Jimin!” Hobi called out. The younger boy turned around to give him a quick glare and continued to exit out of the room. Hobi just laughed amusingly and I turned around to pucker my lips in a pout.