Living With My Cousin

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Y/N POV

I slowly batted my eyes open, stretching when I realized I was alone. I got up and walked over to the kitchen where I heard the bickering of a certain person, well more like of certain people.

"Yah! Jungkook! I didn't steal your banana milk! Did you ever maybe stop to think you drank all of them?!"

"Don't 'Yah!' me Hoseok! I know you steal them and hide them in your studio!" Jungkook countered back.

I slowly waddled behind JK hyung and hopped onto him. The unexpected weight catching him off guard dragging us both to the floor him CRUSHING my ribs.

"JUNGKOOK GET UP! GET! UP!" Jin Hyung screamed.

Jungkook scared for his life jumped up and held a hand out to me. He pulled me up and Jin snatched my other hand, and forced me into his hold.

"Anyways," Hobi said. "I DIDN'T STEAL THE LAST OF YOUR BANANA MILK!"

"Wait, is that what you are arguing about?" I questioned. "I drank the last one at dinner last night."

With an agitated look Jungkook and J-Hope looked at me in unison. With a sheepish grin I turned and ran to my room searching for a place to hide.

After maybe 15 seconds I decided to pul my drawer under my bed out and hide under there, of course I pulled my drawer back in.

I heard swift footsteps.

"Y/N? Where are you?"

I heard them both walk into my room, I quietly breathed so neither of them could hear me.

I heard their footsteps walk away after they searched my bathroom and closet. Slowly I pushed the drawer back out and got out.

As soon as I got out I was yanked back onto my bed.

"STOP! PLEASE STOP! I SURRENDER PLEASE!" I belted.

"Never!" said a certain bunny with a sunshine right next to him.

Oh no, tag team tickles. I'm screwed.

I was wheezing by the time I was able to kick them off my bed.

"Get changed," Hobi told me. "We have to go somewhere at 11, it's 8:30 right now."

"Wait but if it's at ele-"

"Just get dressed we have to stop somewhere before we go."

Rolling my eyes I pushed the two doofuses out of my room so I could change.

'This looks good.'

I had put on a plain white tee, green, black, and navy plaid pants, and some high top Vans.

Walking out of my room after getting ready all the boys were on the couches and chair waiting for me.

"Finally!" Namjoon exclaimed.

"Well, if you are gonna be all sarcastic and such about it, maybe I'll just go back and take longer."

"NO!" the seven of the exclaimed.

We all exited the dorm and went to the van. Jin being steps behind is as he was making sure the doors were locked and windows were down.

After about 10 minutes of driving and being squished by the youngest two we arrived outside of a studio building, I quickly checked the date on my phone and saw that it was. December 1, the day of the MNet Asian Music Awards. The boys made me put on a mask and we hopped out of the car into a side door, as soon as we stepped through the door we were ushered to the dressing rooms. The boys quickly pulled to wardrobe by their stylists. I was pulled aside by one of the older ladies to choose from a rack and put together an outfit, obviously, it has to be formal. Wait, isn't there usually a red carpet or something? I just shrugged my head at the thought and carried looking through the tops.

I grabbed a cute black plain sweater, a cute short pencil skirt, and a classic black leather jacket.

Then they pulled me into the makeup chair... oh no.