First Love

12

"Let's sit," I said and we all sat down on the couch beside Suga.

We were still giggling and receiving glares from him making us shut up.

"So, um," I said between my laughter. "Are you guys hungry?"

"Starving," Jimin said.

"Haven't eaten for days." Jungkook groaned.

"Hungry." Taehyung nodded.

"Me too." Seokjin looked at me.

I turned to Suga.

"Kinda." He nodded.

"When are you guys not hungry?" I laughed.

"Never." Jimin grinned.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked.

"Noodles," Suga answered.

Hearing no protests from anyone I got up and went yo the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Is anyone else coming over?" I asked while collecting the ingredients.

"Namjoon and Hoseok," Seokjin answered.

"Okay," I started preparing the noodles.

When I had finished cooking, Najoon and Hoseok had joined us.

"Hi!" I greeted them as I sat on the dining table with them.

"Hi." Namjoon smiled.

"Hey!" Hoseok grinned brightly.

"You remembered me?" I asked, quite surprised.

"You have a remarkable face." Hoseok nodded.

I shot him a shy smile and he smiled back.

"If you guys are done, can we eat now?" Suga muttered.

I looked at him, he was giving Hoesok his 'I'm mad at him' look.

Was he jealous? No, just mad.

"Okay, I'll bring breakfast." I went to the kitchen, returned with the noodles, plates and chopsticks. I sat down on my seat and faced everyone. "Well, dig in, it's self-service." I declared.

As fat as I said this, I regretted it.

Everyone dug in together. They were fighting each other to get food first. Even kids ate better than them. They created a mess. Half of the noodles were lying on the table. When they all retreated there was nothing left for me. I stared at them with a mixture of awe and shock.

"Nothing is left for me," I complained.

"Sorry." Was all they could say.

"You should have taken earlier," Suga suggested.

"You guys are worse than kids, even they know how to eat properly." I scolded them.

"If you want you can have some of my noddles." Jimin offered.

"Thanks, Jimin, seems like you are the only gentlemen here." I glared at Suga.

When he saw my glare he said, "What?" As if he had no idea what I was talking about.

"I think some noddles are left in the saucer," I said to myself and went into the kitchen.

Fortunately, there were some noddles in the saucer. I happily returned to the table with them.

To my annoyance, everyone was slurping their noddles making me madder. I was trying so hard not to snap at them. They all were spoiled brats yet adorable.

After eating we all sat down on the couch, talking to each other.

It had only been a few minutes when Suga's phone rung. He answered it. "Hello............... What?!..................... We are coming right away." He hung up. "Guys, we have to go. Our building is under attack." He stood up.

Everyone stood up with him. I didn't understand what they were talking about. What building, what attack, none of it made sense to me.

"Can I come too?" I asked.

"No!" Thay all said together, horrified.

"Okay, okay," I said.

They nodded and rushed out of the house, led by Suga, leaving me all alone.

I was getting bored, and it hadn't even been five minutes since they had left. I was missing them terribly, especially Suga. No matter what, I couldn't get myself to stay away from him.

He had a unique charm which attracted me. I was falling for him, slowly but unconditionally. I had never before in my life encountered a man like him. Everything about him pulled me like a magnet, even when it shouldn't.

His mischievous dark eyes, smooth nose, fluffy cheek and soft lips. I wanted to taste them more.

I still remember our kiss like his lips were still on mine. He made me feel scared yet safe. Scared with his attitude, reckless and bold, and safe with his caring.

Even though he tries to hide his worries for me, I could see them. I recalled his worried face when I had asked to go along with them. When he had caught me looking at him he had quickly wiped his concerns and given me his expressionless face.

Though we have known each other only for some time, we feel empathy, no matter how hard he tries to hide them.

All-day I was thinking about him. They didn't show up for lunch so I assumed they had lunch outside.

Even after lunch when they didn't come I became worried. I tried calling them but they didn't pick up.

Fighters, how is lockdown treating you all?

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