One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 14

~Seokjin's POV~

"-Jin hyung? Seokjin hyung?" Someone was lightly shaking me. I groaned and swatted at the person's hands, but they persisted. "Hyung, it's time to wake up."

I whined, but they wouldn't go away. "Leave me alone..." I mumbled, and I heard the person sigh.

"As much as I would love to let you sleep here all day, you can't. I have to get to class and I'm sure you have class soon too. You have to get up, hyung. It's already nine thirty a.m."

I paused, before I cracked my eyes open and glared at the person I saw. Namjoon. "What?" I asked, and he rolled his eyes.

"It's nine thirty a.m., hyung. You need to get up."

"It's nine thirty a.m.?" I sat up immediately, and he nodded.

"Yeah. So you should probably start getting ready."

"Oh my god." I immediately jumped out of bed. "Why did you let me sleep so late? My first class starts at nine! Where are my clothes?"

"I put them in the washer--again. You can wear some of mine, though I'd like them back." He said, and calmly went to his closet. I ignored the pain in my body as I quickly limped over to him, and he handed me a shirt and pants. Both were big on me, so he gave me a belt and I rolled up the pant legs. I grabbed my shoes and booked it out of his apartment after mumbling a quick thanks.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked as he followed me down the steps. I looked at him like he was a lunatic.

"Whete do you think? To class, dimwitt!" I snapped, and he frowned.

"I meant, where do you go to college?"

"UOS!"

"That's on my way, do you want me to drive you? So you don't have to pay a taxi?"

"Fine, but let's go right now!"

"Cool. Just a sec."

"I said right now!"

"Okay okay, but I can't drive my car without my keys!" He yelled over his shoulder as he went back up the steps. I went over to his corvette and waited, slightly annoyed. He came back down a few seconds later holding his keys. He unlocked the car and we both got in. I sent him a death glare whenever he took his sweet time starting up the car, and I grabbed the gear shift and put him in drive, surprising him, but he quickly began to drive.

"I'm already late enough. Stop piddling around." I hissed, and he frowned.

"Fine." He grumbled. "Though I don't see why it matters since you're thirty minutes late. You're going to get scolded either way."

"I'd still like to get there before the class is over, thank you very much!" I spat, and he sighed.

"Why are you so grumpy this morning?"

"Because one, I'm late. Two, I woke up in your bed, again. And three, you're moseying along, taking your sweet time when I have told you repeatedly that I am late!"

"Great. Got it. If you're going to be pissy then don't talk." He spat back, and I frowned, but neither of us said another word to the other.

Whenever we arrived, I tried to open my door, but the lock clicked. I turned my head and glared at Namjoon.

"I am not in the mood for your shit, Namjoon. Unlock the damn door!" I snapped, and he gave me a smirk.

"Kiss me and I'll unlock it." He said, and I cracked my knuckles.