Cheater || Yoonmin

Learn To Leave The Table

" What's going on here?! "

I looked at my right, seeing Hoseok standing at the front door. He had his casual smile and was looking from head to toe each one of us. Once he was done scanning us, he raised an eyebrow stepping out while slowly closing the door behind him.

"Nothing is going on. ", I pushed the door open before it came close, passing through both of them quickly but not forgetting to give a small glare towards Namjoon.

I could hear their voices getting quiter as I walked further into the house. Jin's home was quite big for one person. It's a two floor town house, down being mainly the kitchen and the living room area and upstairs two rooms, the bathroom and a big veranda. It was filled with ornaments yet everything felt cohesive, earthy and pinky tones preponderate every room.

I walked through the hallway that lead to the living room, ignoring the faint footsteps that could be heard from behind.

Once I entered the room, I could feel eight pear of eyes staring at me.

"Look who finally showed up... ", Jin said ironically, glaring as he placed on the kitchen island some plates. He crossed his hands on his chest, apparently waiting for an excuse.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring him as I headed towards the beige corner sofa, flopping down on it with a long sigh. I could hear footsteps coming into the area and the sound of chairs moving around.

The living room and the kitchen area were connected, so I could hear everything that they were saying. I closed my eyes, trying to let their voices fade away and let my body relax on the soft pink cushions.

But my efforts came to an end, when I felt the couch shaking around me and the familiar lavender and woody smell invading.

"Hey babe... ", I opened my eyes only to be met face to face with Jungkook. He was smiling softly and left a gentle peak on my lips.

Ha.. I can't believe this... He is such a hypocrite...

I started at his face for a few seconds, thinking of what would be the best way to react.

I can't believe he has the nerve to face me after everything... I-... I just want to sleep...

With a long sigh, I closed my eyes, trying to block my anger and feelings away.

"What's wrong honey?... ", he softly stroked my hair, scooping closer towards me and placing my head over his lap

" Nothing's wrong... " , I sighed softly, trying to get over this chit chat and actually rest for a bit, " Had to work late for a project and slept late... I just need sleep.. "

" Well you sure do!" , he lauged softly, stroking my cheeks and under my eyes. "You look.. Awful...You-"

"I know! ", I turned to my side, trying to avoid his touch as much as possible. " I know I look awful so can you please... Just let me relax for a bit?.. ", I pushed my head off his lap and onto the coach.