Fake Love {A Min Yoongi Fanfic}

Chapter 54: Her Prank

     "You two are so childish," Namjoon scoffs as we dry ourselves off, our breath heavy but our smiles still visible.
     "Oh, calm down. They were actually having fun...unlike us," Jin shrugs after playfully punching his hyung. "I think I'll go start grilling back at the house. Someone's gotta do it," he yawns, sitting up and stretching his arms.
     "And thank god it's you," Yoongi smiles pridefully at Jin who blushes at his comment, especially after everyone else agrees.
     "I might as well head up also," I reply, pulling my shirt over my wet suit, not caring if it also got wet, and joining Jin's side. "I can also help you if you want, Jin."
     "Well at least someone here has a heart," he scoffs, eyeing every single one of the boys who just either shrug or pretend to not hear him.
     "We'll go too," Jisoo suddenly says, standing up and going over to Tae who slowly looks up from his phone to find her hovering right over him. "I gotta shower," she adds, grabbing Tae's hand as she glares at me before beginning to walk back over to the house. Tae doesn't say anything though; he just follows her while carrying her bag for her.
     "Let's go then," Yoongi says, taking my hand in his and also leading me away from our site.
     I had no choice but to walk the same pace beside him with my hand in his. "What d'you think about me going blonde?" He suddenly asks once we were out of earshot.
     I glance up at him with a questionable expression on my face. "Ummm...I mean, you can go for it," I say in a low tone nervously. "But I like your natural self, like your eyes and hair color. Then again, don't change yourself for me. I know nothing."
     "That's not true," he scoffs, approaching the house that Tae and Jisoo just disappeared into. "If you like this...then I'll keep it for you."
     My cheeks suddenly flushed pink and my heart rate picked up. Not finding any words to say in response, I just let him hold the door open for me and stayed quiet.
     "I'll shower too, but afterwards, I'll help you out, Jin," I say to the hyung who was already beginning to set out all the ingredients he'll need. Heading down the hall, I locate my bag and a shower in one of the massive bedrooms that wasn't taken by anyone.
     Just as I was about to close the door, though, a voice stops me. "Hey, Dea?" Jisoo asks, allowing myself to open the door to find her waiting nervously outside.
     "Yeah?"
     "Um...can I borrow a brush? My seemed to have...disappeared," she asks, my heart dropping in return.
     "Uh yeah...sure," I reply, opening my door wider so she could come in. "Just get it from my bag over there," I point as I maneuver over to the bathroom where I start the shower.
     "You're a lifesaver; for real," I hear her say, my finger testing the temperature of the water shakily. Once I hear the door close, I lock the bathroom door and quickly take my shower.
Shutting off the faucet, I dry my hair and body, feeling satisfied with my clean self. I unlock the door of the bathroom and peer into the room to find it empty.
My lungs release a held in breath as I go to my bag and search for my clothes. Pushing away toiletries and jewelry, my searching comes to a halt at the sudden realization.
'Where're my clothes?'
Turning the bag upside and emptying all it's contents, no clothes were spotted. 'Jisoo...' I think to myself, my jaw clenching in anger. 'I'm going to make sure she never sees the light of day again! But how... I don't have any clothes except for this towel...'
My thinking comes to a stop though as the door unexpectedly opens. "Dea, do you prefer kimchi or..." Yoongi suddenly stops at the sight of me in only a towel hovering over my bag.
"Ah! Don't look at me!" I shout, grabbing a pillow and chucking it at him. He immediately blocks his gaze with his palm and even turning his red face away from my direction. "What d'you want?"
"I was just asking your preference..." he replies nervously. "Put some clothes on, would you?"
I scoff at his words. "Why don't you tell Jisoo that..." I mutter, creeping back to the bathroom where I hide my semi exposed body behind the door, leaving only my head out.
I see him slowly peek my way at my words. "What? Did she steal your clothes or something?" He asks, completely uncovering his face at the sight of me somewhat covered.
"That's exactly what she did!" I snap, furrowing my brows in frustration. Pulling my head back in, I slam the door shut, trapping myself in the bathroom. Pressing my half bare back to the door, I stand there angrily while Yoongi stays quiet in the bedroom.
     I finally hear the door open and close again, signaling his departure. I don't open the door though. Humiliation and anger clouded my mind. All I wanted to do was punish Jisoo for her wrongdoings that she's ever done to me. 'How can a person be that cruel? It's not my fault Tae may like me more than her.'
     My questioning was interrupted though by a soft knock at the door I was leaning against. Turning my head, I listen closely, only to sense his presence again.
     "I brought you some clothes. I'll leave them by the door," his deep tone murmurs through the door resulting in a light hum against my ear. Eyeing the doorknob, I find the courage to grasp it and slowly open it.
     I find him on his way to the bedroom exit, only for him to stop at my sudden presence. My hair was basically dry at the point and the towel hung damp against my cool skin. My eyes glance down at the black button up and pair of shorts that were clearly his.
     Looking back up at him, I give him a quick smile to show him my thanks before picking up the pile of folded clothes. "Could you wait for me? I'll be out soon," I ask, my cheeks immediately blushing red afterwards.
     His pink lips lengthen into a short smile as he closes the door and takes a seat on the bed. "I'll be here, then."