Smol Bean Problem ◇Jikook◇

9 ◇Smol Bean Problem◇

Hey jimin, you and cold gold can go back to the dorm, mr. han just got a call from his wife so he had to go home immediately. And I hope you're getting along with jungkook!
                                             
                                               3.30pm ✓✓

I hope you're not still in the infirmary!!

                                               4.06pm ✓✓

Hey, your hope is calling!!!!

                                               4.59pm ✓✓

Jiminieeee

                                               7.01pm ✓✓

Where are uuuu
  
                                               7.02pm ✓✓

I chuckled a little at the messages but then I realized something and stopped. I'd slept over three hours! But how did I end up in my bed?

I wrote a quick message to Hoseok that I'd been in my room sleeping so I'd not heard his texts before glancing over to other side of the room.

There was he again, sitting on his bed with his laptop on his lap and his earphones. His eyebrows formed wrinkles on his forehead as he stared at the display a little bit too focused.

Should I ask Jungkook how I got in my bed? Or was he still angry at me?
I got up from my bed and was about to pass the bookshelf which separated the room but then I remembered the rules Jungkook mentioned on my first day.

I still didn't want to accept them but I also didn't want to make him more angry so I stayed on my side and started to shout his name.

"Jungkook!"

No reaction.

"Jungkoooook!" I waved my arms but he didn't even spare me a glance.

The following shout was a little more full of despair but he still continued to gaze at his laptop and I gave up. This guy aish!

I grabbed my pillow and hurled it at his head, forgetting about his black eye. But right before the pillow reached his face, he turned his head to me and caught it. Man, he had some great reflexes.

"What are you trying to do?" He raised one eyebrow and looked at me annoyed.

"How's your eye?"

"Getting better." He answered and directed his eyes back on his display.

"Actually, I just wanted to ask how we're suddenly in our room?" I asked while I leaned myself on the shelf.

"Ah yeah, you fell asleep in the infirmary so after Mr. Han came half an hour later, he had to carry you to your bed because you didn't want to wake up." He spoke while typing something on his laptop.

"But I thought Mr. Han had to rush home because of his wife?" I didn't understand, was Jungkook lying?

"Oh, d-did I say Mr. Han? I meant Mr. Kang, yes Mr. Kang carried you in your bed." He nodded at me and stood up, heading to the bathroom.

"Jungkook, how could Mr. Kang carry me when he's literally two heads shorter than me?" I asked while I followed him to the bathroom door.
Yes, he was definetly lying.

"I don't know, ask him!" He grumbled before he opened the door.

"Were you the one carrying me?"