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Chaeyoung's POV

"Can you like, give me a painkiller, please? I feel like my head is about to explode." I laughed at Hobi oppa's words as he sprawled on the carpeted floor of the bus, the rest were sitting on the couch, except for Taehyung who was knocked out on his designated bed and Yoongi oppa who was sleeping God knows where.

I swear one time I almost died of a heart attack when I saw him sleeping under the kitchen table at midnight.

"No can do. You already had one earlier in case you forgot." I snickered before focusing my attention back to the book that I was reading.

Instead of staying in the hotel for another day, we ended up getting back on the road due to unexpected weather conditions.

A storm is about to hit the city and it's best to be out to make sure we don't get stranded.

Now, everyone except for Jin and Yoongi oppa has a hangover.

Namjoon oppa was mumbling incoherent words as he lay beside Jimin on the couch, the two looking like some wasted manwhores as both not wearing tops, except that they still look adorable under that unfortunate state.

Jin oppa was on the kitchen video calling Jisoo unnie. I'm not even sure why but Jin oppa always stays there whenever they talk.

And for the days that I've stayed here, I've come to realize how the rest of the boys are kind of scared with unnie. Like, heck, my unnie is so adorable!

I flinched a little as I felt the movement on my thigh.

Right, Jungkook decided to sleep on the couch and use my lap as a human pillow. I'm not even sure why but he's starting to do it as a habit.

My left hand started brushing the locks of his hair as I notice him stir away from his slumber.

Surprisingly, he stopped moving the moment my hands made contact with his body. I guess what they say was true, that touch can do some sort of miracle. And no, I'm not talking about sex.

"Ah, Chaeyoung-ah, my head hurts! Really!"

Soft chuckles escaped my lips as I watch Hobi oppa's tantrums.

He's now seated on the floor, his hair was a mess and he was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, his firm muscles showing.

From all the excessive practices that the boys do, I'm not even surprised to see how fit their bodies are.

I wish I can take a picture and show it to their fans.

"It's your fault for drinking till dawn." I teased him. He pouted at my words until his eyes landed on my other hand.

"You only like our maknae. That's unfair, you should take care of us as well." he crossed his arms like a little kid.

He looks so adorable.

Too bad, this maknae is the only one who can give what I want, rather, my body wants...

I shiver at the thought.

"Oppa, I'm not an Army. I can't take good care of every one of you. Why don't you call your girlfriend instead?" I teased and his cheeks flushed red.

Shit. He really does have one?

Honestly speaking, it's hard not to like these boys. I regret judging Jungkook before. Because of my hate towards him for making Jisoo unnie cry, I let go of the chance for me to know them further.

"Oh my God, do you have one?!" I freaked out, my voice too loud, I felt Jungkook getting startled.

"Ooppss." I whispered, my eyes still wide with shock as I carefully brush Jungkook's fluffy hair.

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