His To Control ✔

Nine Bullets

"Someone call the doctor, hold me
down and tell me love's a sickness,
an addiction, an overdose. It's harder
to control as time goes by. I'm falling
deeper into you. Oh too much, it's
you, your love, this is an overdose."

♠♥♣♦

I feel tired. Yet the thought of irritating Chanyeol is making me feel giddy.

We arrived in Japan after a short flight. Jungkook kept playing that game during the entire flight, taking advantage of the sleeping Yixing. To be honest that game looked interesting but I didn't dare to admit it out loud otherwise he would have made me play it and I would end up getting punished along with him if Yixing finds out.

I made Yixing give me a piggy back ride upto the cab. Him and Seulgi were all energetic due to their nap. Jungkook was struggling with mine and his luggage. Seulgi was easily carrying her luggage as well as of Yixing.

We got into a cab and I gave the driver the location where we were headed. It was easy for me to communicate as I knew the language, thanks to father and YongGuk.

"I never thought that you being multilingual would help us someday."  Seulgi casually shrugged.
Why can't they simply accept me and my abilities instead of doubting me? Well, we all including me kind of have a habit of judging and doubting each other so I should probably stay quiet.

The cab stopped in front of a beautiful wooden house just like that Japanese restaurant. It was just one story tall but was spread over a very large area. Cherry blossom trees were growing in the courtyard. A light breeze was blowing cooling down the environment. The evening sky was painted in a shade of pink and fading blue with small white clouds floating around. The similar calm aroma of tea and incense sticks was in the atmosphere. It was located in an area away from the city near the calm mountains.

I again climbed on Yixing's back and he didn't complaint as usual. A female in light green kimono asked us to follow her. People dressed in pyjamas and other comfortable clothes were busy chatting with each other. The fact that they were conversing in Japanese didn't make me feel uncomfortable at all. I felt like I was at home, with father, YounGuk oppa, eomma, Kai, LE, Yoongi and Baekhyun. When we used to spend our Sundays at home, eating delicious Japanese food and singing songs.

Some were drinking tea. And some were sitting peacefully below the trees and were probably either writing, composing poems or were painting, trying to catch the beautiful environment in the form of art and literature.
I smiled at the thought.  How much I would love to just sit like that somewhere in the evening breeze, calmly enveloping the beauty of nature through the windows of my eyes.

My trance was broken when the hot steam rising from the hot springs touched my face. My body relaxed at the sensation as I felt limp. "I know that you are tired but don't sleep yet." Yixing chuckled.
We reached a door by the pond. The women in kimono slowly slid open the door, signalling us to enter in.

I was too absorbed in the moment to open my eyes. I stayed on Yixing's back, ignoring the greetings. Then suddenly my eyes shot open at the voice.

"Riri!!"

I saw Baekhyun running towards us and this time he didn't think twice about tackling us. Me and Yixing groaned as Baekhyun kept snuggling onto us,  holding us tight as if we would dissappear. "Now I finally feel like I'm at Home!" Baekhyun mumbled.

Seulgi and Jungkook were starting at us with confusion. Now I realised that everyone was gathered up in that room to welcome us. I didn't expect that Hwasa would come but I guess I was wrong. I some how shimmied out of Baekhyun's grip. He protested at the lack of attention while Yixing looked at me with hopeful eyes for help. I sighed and spoke up, "You need to learn how to properly hug someone without breaking their bones." I extended my arms towards Baekhyun and he hugged me tightly in a flash. Yixing was finally free and breathing but now I was stuck.