The Way It Is✔ || KNJ

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*JIAYING'S P.O.V.*

I was making my way towards the kitchen when Yoongi suddenly spoke.

"Jiyoung-ssi, have you eaten breakfast yet?" He asks.

I stood there for a few seconds, in shock, looking at him.

"I-I, yeah, I d-did," I manage to say, and continue walking.

Did he really just talk to me? Did he ask me something in manners? Without arguing? Is he sick?

I was broken from my thoughts when a pair of arms wrapped my body again.
    I quickly turn around and see Namjoon smiling down at me.

"Did you see that?" I quietly whispered to him.

"Yeah, I did. He's friendly, Jiyoung, trust me," he says.

I slightly nod and hug him. I don't know what went through my mind. I just wanted a hug.

Pulling away from the hug, I look back at him, "Joonie, I should go home."

"C'mon, I'll drive you there," he says as he takes my hand.

We quickly put on our shoes and walk out.

Namjoon had stopped the car for me to walk out, but I saw a familiar figure in the bench at the bus stop.
    My eyes widen as I recognize him.

"Bye, Namjoon," I quickly sa ay as I give him a peck on the lips and leave.

I quickly walk towards him.

"What the heck are you doing? Are you out of you mind," I say as I get closer.

"Jiyoung! Hey sissy!" He says as he pulls me into a hug.

"What the fuck," I whisper as I push him away.

"You don't even have a damn disguise on, why the hell are you out here?!" I whisper to him as I slap his arm.

He simply shrugs and begins walking home. I face palm.

"You really are stupid, Di Di!" I shout as I run to catch up with him.

"Don't you know how dangerous that could be? What if someone saw you and recognized you? Worse, they call the cops on you! You have to wear a disguise to go outside like that! Even if it's just a hat or something, you have to!"

I rolls his eyes and opens the door, "yeah, yeah."

"Why the fuck were you out there anyway?!"

"I just wanted some fresh air," he shrugs.

"You could have simply stepped outside the house," I glare at him.

"Stop with the scolding, I'm going to my room," he says and walks away.

I roll my eyes at him as I sit down in the couch.

Damn you, Hedi.

Suddenly, my phone begins to vibrate.

Namjoon?

I pick up the phone within less than a second.

"Joonie?"

"Hey, baby."

"Hey."

"Can I ask you something really quick?"

"Um, s-sure."

"Who was that guy at the bus stop you talked to? I'm sorry, it's just bother-"