Daydream |JHS|

Part 6

Hobi's POV

Tia has got to hate your guts after everything that happened last night. Once you made it back to the hotel with the guys, you found your room in complete shambles. Security was furious and wouldn't let you touch anything in there, not even to see if anything was missing. They wouldn't even let you grab your phone charger so you can call Tia and explain what happened with your dinner plans.

You all had to leave Tia's hotel immediately while management scrambled to locate a different hotel with enough rooms available to accommodate everyone on the staff. In the meantime, your phone lay heavily in your pocket with no life to it whatsoever, much like the feeling weighing heavily in your heart that Tia may not find it in herself to forgive you. She must think you're the worst boyfriend ever right now. You can't blame her.

You roll over to look at the digital clock on the bedside table and see that it's 5:35 in the morning and wonder if Tia is still asleep or if she's getting up to start her day. You had to sleep in your boxers last night, since you had no change of clothes and you feel gross since they're the same ones you wore in dance practice. You close your eyes and imagine Tia laying peacefully in her bed with her curls sprawled across her pink pillow case and wide lips in a pout. In your mind, she's wearing one of your large, plain shirts, snuggled up against you while you run your fingers through her dark hair.

You're jolted out of your fantasy when you hear a knock on the door and rush to answer it, cursing at your visible hard on you've developed from your fantasy. You peek around the cracked open door and see that it's security with your luggage. Finally!! After letting them in and going to the bathroom to compose yourself, you search through it to see if anything is missing. From what you can tell, a bottle of cologne, your favorite Gucci t-shirt and a pair of dirty boxers seem to be all that's missing. Why do they have to take the underwear? Gross!

After you've given your list of missing items to security, Sejin walks in to check on the situation and inform you that you have 10 minutes to get dressed and out the door. You all have a tv interview with Ellen today, so you need to be there early. You have no time to shower, but at least you can change into clean clothes.

Eight minutes after everyone leaves you to get ready, JK knocks on the door to retrieve you. You almost follow him out immediately in your rush, but stop dead in your tracks. You run back to the dresser and pack your phone and it's charger into your messenger bag. Double checking to make sure you also have a car charger, too, JK huffs in annoyance.

"Come on, hyung. They're waiting for us downstairs and we won't have time to stop for coffee if you don't hurry up."

You bite your tongue and, after confirming you won't have a repeat of what happened with your phone last night, you throw your bag over your shoulder and rush downstairs with your maknae to meet the rest of the guys. You, Jimin and Suga pile into one van while the others pile into a second one behind you.

"So, hyung, was anything missing?"

"Unfortunately, Jimin. Speaking of which, can I borrow some cologne? That sasaeng took my favorite one and I forgot to grab another one."

"No problem, hyung. I'll let you pick one when we get there, just don't let me forget."

"Was anything else taken or just the cologne?"

You turn to Suga, who's sitting to your right.

"Yeah. They took my favorite Gucci shirt, too! The worst part, they took a pair of my dirty underwear."

"What the hell is wrong with these people? They could have at least taken a clean pair."

Suga scrunches up his entire face when he makes this exclamation and you can't help but to copy the same expression. Jimin, however, is falling over in his seat behind you two laughing at your situation. If it wasn't for the fact that it's YOUR dirty underwear, you would probably find it funny, too, you suppose.