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The next day was bright. I woke up in Dan's arms as usual and stepped into the bathroom naked, as usual.
After we were done getting ready, we head downstairs to grab some breakfast.
Well, today we all decided to check out another cuisine to have our breakfast. So here we are, at the brand new building of the town.
The cafe had a nice warm aesthetic. Brown and amber colors of the walls reflected on the glass tables. The smell of warm coffee and mocha mixed together made me so hungry to the point my stomach almost growled, yet I managed to save myself from the embarrassment.
Dan and I chose a table to sit at, but the Bangtan boys requested us to join them today. It wasn't a problem at all, so we are now sitting around the table which were attached.
We ten, including Manager-nim Sejin, ordered whatever we wanted.
"Breakfast toast with poached eggs and orange squash please" I ordered my breakfast. When I look up at the waitress who took my order, I could read her eyes. She seemed very displeased with me now.
Hey, what did I even do? Order a pathetic meal?
I furrowed my eyebrows and cut the staring completion between us as I looked down. Then I see her backing away and reaching very close to Dylan.
Her voice was pathetically sweet while she asked him for anything else. She even offered him a drink, saying it's on the house. But my boy denied it as politely as possible.
Dylan POV
"I'll be right back" I say, intending to go to the restroom and Norse nods lightly, her gaze falling back to her lap. I saw the look on the waitress's face. Damn women these days.
I don't actually go to the restroom but follow the waitress to the chefs corner. I wait there for awhile, wanting to catch the waitress red handed while she pulls anything funny on someone. On Norse....
And as expected, she spikes the orange juice Norse had ordered. I feel my blood boil as I follow her quietly back to our table, pretending to come out from the restroom.
Norse/Nari POV
Oh, finally.
The awfully awful waitress hands me my tray of breakfast and walks away.
Just when I wanted to dig in.....
"Norse wait!" Dylan?
"Huh? Can't I have my breakfast?"
"Not this one darling" he is angry, almost fuming. I can say that by his stance. He walks around towards me and slides my tray off the table forcefully, making all its contents decorate the floor.
"Wha- Dylan what is wrong with you!?" I angrily stand up from my seat, the chair screeching against the marble floor.
"She spiked your drink, Norse" Dylan says, glaring at the waitress who was fumbling around the place.
"What....Dylan-"
"I saw her, Norse. She put something in your drink"
"No....Dylan it could just be some sugar" I don't know why but I was trying to defend the lady. Maybe to save my people from further embarrassment.
A collective gasp is heard from the table as Dylan pulls out a sachet from his back pocket.
"Is this sugar to you?" he shakes it in front of my face.
'Artificial food poison' It read.
My breath hitches and tears unknowingly form in my eyes.
"I'm going to have to talk to your owner" Dylan says and leaves while the waitress is practically begging him not to forge a complaint against her.
Once the drama scene is carried somewhere else, I fall onto my knees.
"Noona!"
"Noona no! Are you okay?" I hear voices but I'm too indulged into my own mind.
Am I that incapable of hanging out with handsome men? I must be looking like a dry twig amongst the bunch of beautiful paintings....
Oh god she must be thinking of me as if I was the luckiest person to hangout with them....
She must've been jealous of me....
She- she tried to poison me....
Just because of what? Accepting to sit with a bunch of handsome artists?
"Noona! Snap out of it! She's being fired for sure. N-noona please get up" I'm suddenly put to my feet by Namjoon and J-Hope who were closest to me. Jimin holds me upright, preventing me from falling again when I see Dylan walking out as angry he was before.
We share a staring contest, but he breaks it for us. He sighs heavily and takes a step towards the cafe door, swinging it forcefully. Oh no, I need him.
"Dylan wait!" I free myself from Jimin's grip and run towards the already closed door, chasing Dylan.
"Dan please! Stop!" he doesn't seemed to be bothered that I'm practically creating a commotion in the middle of the street. I finally catch up to him and hug him from the back.
"D-Dan please don't l-leave me alone. Please....please" I hug him tighter, finally halting his movements.
He stays still for one damn minute, and turns around in my embrace.
"Look at me" no. I'm busy burying my head in his chest. He clicks his tongue, probably rolling his eyes on me. His forefinger finds its way under my skin and lifts my face up, making me look at him forcefully.
"I'm never, ever going to leave you alone Norse. Remember that"
Of course I know, Dylan.....
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Half an hour later, the staff members come out from the cafe one by one. The boys who have to share a ride with us arrive at last. We hit the main road in no time and quickly arrive back at the hotel.
The ride was awkward to say the least. I kept ignoring everyone's concerned whispers about me as I just laid on Dan's shoulder, again.
Once we arrive at the hotel, I anxiously wait to get into our hotel room and take a hot shower to ease my mind.
I practically shove the door into the wall while entering our room, and only watch as Dan has a concerning gaze following around everywhere I move.
"May I join?" he asks, gesturing to the bathroom. I slowly shake my head and he understands- that I need some time alone.
I sigh heavily, feeling the hot water and hot tears ease my muscles and my heart. I make sure the door is locked from the inside and crumble down right against the door.
Why....why do I have to be treated like shit?
I know I don't look half as good as a normal woman, I know I'm ugly and fat, but why do people always have problem with me? Am I not allowed to exist near handsome men? I know it isn't my fault but I can't stop blaming myself.
I....I just had to say no, a small rejection to the boys, and it would save me from all this.
It takes me a minute to realise I'm utterly tired. My soul is tired....
