IDOLS 1.5 [ BTSMOO ]

thirty-three

thirty-three: angles

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"you're annoying."

byulyi was greeted by bottles of different alcohols, with seokjin sitting seriously on the floor of his room. she was about to step in after being called, but then she muttered before turning away from the room. "i'm not having sex with you-"

"dumbass, that wasn't my intention." seokjin yelps, seeing her cock her brow.

"yet." he emphasized after seeing the disappointment in her face- or that's what he call , making her scowl, shaking her head.

"come here, it's something important!" he pats the floor.

byulyi rolls her eyes, somehow wondering how come someone like him is doing so well in tracing criminals when he's the only character here being an idiot in times of seriousness. 

she can even enumerate their members wherein wheein and taehyung were being dramatic earlier with namjoon and jimin pitting hyejin in the middle of a love affair. or maybe dahee having a reunion with eunbi, but then-

this tall shit suddenly invited her to drink.

"hey, i have gotten dahee's permission for this!" seokjin retorted. "this is for your mission in distracting yunho, have you gotten to think that it's always about you?"

byulyi shrugs, stepping in the room before slamming the door shut. slowly, she walks across him, sitting in front of him while the bottle of drinks were in between them.

"jin-ah." she mumbled. "mm?" 

"if i'm going to vote for someone who always ruins the solemn on missions, you'll be the best one." she shook her head, grabbing the bottle as he gasped. "what do you mean!?"

"you just don't emit an agent vibe since you're always so comical?" byulyi chuckles softly.

"yah, i'm trying to lighten up the mood since everyone is so serious in the mission." he replied easily. "mm, whatever. what's this?" byulyi replied sarcastically, lifting her eyes up to look at him.

but then her joy soon faded into a gasp when he swiftly jumped from the bottles without touching anything after staring at her for a while, pushing her down on a floor to lie down with just his index and middle finger pressing on her sternal up above the chest.

when her back hits the cold floor, he hovered above her- cleanly as her eyes went wide when he stops along the fall, as if he had calculated it perfectly to end up with his lips just an inch away from her own.

silence emerged from the both of them, surprising byulyi that he can be so serious after a swift comical reaction from the past few days. the face that he's giving her was the exact face that he gave when they were searching for wheein and hyejin.

and she had never thought that the person she likes would have this extreme duality that can intimidate her even if they are alone.

tilting his head slowly, he whispers. "cat got your tongue?" 

byulyi gulps, stuttering as she tried to avert her face away from him. "g- get off-" she tried to launch a slap on his arm, but he quickly caught it, pinning her wrists down as her eyes went wide. "yah, you-"

"must've been surprised since i can do it?" seokjin grins softly, now his legs pinning her down the floor when she tried to move it.

it was just the same as the first encounter after the distance happened in between them. "i'm not joking around!" byulyi felt humiliated once more after forever, not being able to realize how he turned her actions into a joke by turning it all around.