chapter 8

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YUNA'S POV

i woke up with the sun peeking through the window. wait, this isn't my room. oh yeah, i'm with got7. i looked around and noticed this wasn't the living room. i sat up and saw mark who was sleeping next to me. what the fuck- why am i here? i saw yugyeom in the other bed still sleeping peacefully. i let my hand run through my hair as i was really confused.

i heard mark suddenly groaned and i panicked so i lay down the bed and faced the other side. he suddenly put his hand over me like we were cuddling. my heart was beating so fast i didn't know what to do. i carefully put his hand back to himself but was taken aback when he held it instead.

"good morning yuna.." he said in a husky voice as he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

i didn't know what to say so i just sat up. "mark.. what happened last night? why did i sleep in your bed?" i fixed my hair.

"n-nothing happened last night, you just really wanted me to sleep with you and we couldn't sleep in the couch.." he explained. i looked at him and saw that he was sincere.

i lay back down the bed and close my eyes. "are you still tired?" i nodded.

"alright sleep in there, i'll go make some food" he was gonna stand up when i held his wrist.

"what is it?" he asked and sat back down. i couldn't talk and i feel like i'm asking to much.

"i-it's still pretty early,"

"and uhm.." i couldnt speak straight and i just felt him staring at me.

"it's nothing, you can go cook now" i turned on the other side bec

i didn't hear mark say anything but felt the bed sank. i sat back up and saw mark who lied down.

"maybe i'll cook later" he hugged me from behind. i felt my face turn red as i bit my lip but i soon feel asleep

YUGYEOM'S POV

i woke up and i rubbed my eyes. i stood and grabbed my phone from my sidedesk. i looked at mark hyung's bed and saw him still asleep with blanket over him. my stomach started to rumble. i stood up and went to mark hyung.

"hyung, i'm hungry. can you cook for me?" i asked him and rubbed my eyes. he didn't answer. i gently tapped his shoulder but he still didnt answer. suddenly he groaned, since when did mark hyung's voice sound in a higher pitch? i removed the blanket and saw yuna in there and i screamed.

YUNA'S POV

i was woken up from the sound someone screaming and saw that it was yugyeom. i also saw mark who woke up.

"ya! h-hyung!! why is yuna on your bed?!" yugyeom tried not to stutter as he pointed at me.

"i-it's not what it looks like gyeom!" mark shooked his hands denying to what yugyeom said but he still couldn't believe it and i started panicking.

"yugyeom calm down!" i said and he started to breathe in and out. we let him have a second as me and mark exchanged looks.

"okay so what the heck?!"

"yuna wanted me to sleep with her but we couldn't sleep at the couch so i recommended my room but i was gonna sleep in the floor when yuna asked me to sleep next to her" i felt my cheeks burn up as i looked down, did i really say that? i heard yugyeom laughed.

"hyung! yuna's blushing, she's so cute!" yugyeom pinched my cheeks.

"y-yeah yeah c'mon lets go and eat" mark said and us three went out of their room.

i head to the living room with mark helping me. i looked at mark and he just sighed and nodded. i wore my hoodie and grabbed my phone as mark helped me go to the kitchen where yugyeom was . i sat down next to him while mark started cooking.

"you really like that hoodie huh?" i just faked a laughed. i tried to pull my sleeves down even more but i know there wasn't any use.

then i saw youngjae coming here. he sat at the left side next to me leaned his head on my shoulder.

"good.. morning yuna~"

"are you still tired? did you stay up late?" he just nodded and i giggled. i saw mark looked at me as he was still cooking and i just avoided his gaze.

time skip

everyone was now awake and were all eating. i just noticed how they are all paying extra care and attention with me and i find it kinda weird. because of that i became more quiet but everyone else was talking.

where we were sitting:

jaebeom   mark   jinyoung   jackson

youngjae  yuna  yugyeom  bambam

i saw mark staring at me but i just looked down. i don't know where this sudden sad mood from me is coming from but i looked really obvious.

"yuna are you okay?" i heard jinyoung asked and i just nodded.

"you don't seem okay," youngjae held both of my cheeks. "do you have a fever?" i just shook my head and he let go of me.

"is something wrong?" jaebeom asks but i didn't respond.

"what's with this treatment? are you guys just being nice and caring for me because i won that thing at school?" everyone went silent. i just looked down and pulled my sleeves back down more.

"no," i heard jaebeom spoke. "what we're doing for you is what we want to do, it isn't forced or anything and we sincerely want to do it" i looked at jaebeom and he smiled softly.

"even if you won or not if we ever met you we'll still be this nice." he added and i looked at him.  the others agreed on what he said and i didn't notice i started to cry.

"ohh no yuna is crying," youngjae held both of my cheeks and wiped my tears.

"oh yeah were going somewhere! you should get ready yuna!" i heard bambam say but i just frowned.

"can't we like just stay here? my foot still hurts y'know? and i don't really wanna go outside" i finished eating my food and put my hair at the side.

"i guess we can go tomorrow" jaebeom thought of and they all agreed. i stood up from my seat and i didn't fall so i tried to go up to the sink and put my plate there.

"i can walk now..?"  i awkwardly said. "you still need to rest though" yugyeom said i just nodded.

time skip

i walked slowly to my bag to grab my extra pair of clothes which i thanked on even bringing these and my phone. i suddenly felt so shy and even just showering when i know everyone in this house are boys. how can i borrow a towel from them? i felt my cheeks burned up and i sat down the couch.

i stood back up to head to the bathroom but someone was using it. i didn't saw anyone else in the living room but yugyeom so i asked him.

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