I woke up, remembering yesterday clearly and shivering.
Jungkook.
I shuffled out of my room. I do not want to eat breakfast.
No one can force me.
"helloo" i say walking into the kitchen. I patted jins shoulder as he chopped vegetables. He flinched.
"Jesus- watch it" he snapped. I felt my cheeks grow warm.
"sorry" i said, feeling guilty.
I ducked my head in embarrassment. I grimaced.
"can i help?" i said choosing my tone carefully.
He then looked at me and softened.
"i- Its no problem, go sit ill be done soon" he said quickly.
I smiled and went to sit down. Jungkook was sitting in an armchair staring at the tv.
I sat the furthest i could away from him, drawing myself up into a ball. Hoseok came in followed by taehyung who jumped on jungkook making him jump.
Hoseok Disappeared somewhere, making me sad i didn't get a hello at least. I grimaced. Everyones on edge i take it. I went on my phone and started messaging jae to take my mind off things.
Youngish k ⁉️
What is that screenshot what is my name in your phone I'm begging you to answer this is important.
Jisung:
What
Youngish k⁉️
Relinquish your secrets 👺👺👺👺
Jisung
You don't scare me
Youngish k⁉️
Bet
Jisung
...
Youngish k⁉️
...
Jisung
Its Youngish k
Youngish k⁉️
ISH??? YOUNG ISH????
Jisung
Calm down please i beg
Youngish k⁉️
GSYSUAHAHWYW
i shook my head in astonishment.
"he really thinks he's the shit-" i didn't finish the rest of my sentence as i felt someone jump on top of me.
I swore loudly as hoseok appeared out of nowhere.
"i noticed you were giving someone, other than me, your undivided attention" he threw a hand to his forehead acting dramatic.
"you scared me" i said panicked.
He simply smiled.
A hand came between me and hoseok.
"no acts of affection, its 10 o'clock in the morning" yoongi tutted and rolled his eyes.
"ahah funny, i hope i dont see you hold my hand when you sit down then." hoseok said putting his nose in the air indignantly.
Yoongi scowled and hit him on the head, then sat down sulking.
"he's going to cry, get it on video" hoseok pointing excitedly.
I snickered to my self, but then stopped as i tried to the task of getting hoseok off me.
"hoseok please get off me" i sighed trying to wiggle out.
He didn't listen obviously. I sudden burst of energy made me push him off, him collapsing onto yoongi.
"ow" yoongi ducked his head trying to avoid hoseok.
_
After breakfast, i retreated to my room,
Planning to watch an anime or something, or whatever i had on my phone.
My bedroom was a mess, embarrassing, to say the least. Pushing my chair to my door preventing any unwanted visitors while i tidied up.
"jisung Chuck away post-it notes away when you don't need them" i cussed to myself
The things written on these post-it notes varied. Things like Bad pictures of frogs and sharks I dont remember drawing and then the multiple drawing that taehyung had drawn of random objects. I don't remember this either.
The door rattled scaring me so badly i fell back and hit my head.
I swore loudly before scrabbling to my feet trying to pull the chair away, blinking back tears of pain.
"are you ok?" a voice said from behind the door.
"never better" i hissed holding the back of my head.
I tugged the door open to reveal jimin beaming in front of me holding a bag.
"what" i whined rubbing the back of my head.
"i want to spend time with you" he demanded. Taken aback i blinked.
He grabbed my hand and went on
"we haven't spent time with each other in ages please" he pouted.
"i also have food!" he chirped swinging the bag.
"didn't we just have breakfast?" i looked at him confused
He slumped his shoulders falling.
"if you don't want to that's fine-" he started his voice filled with hidden disappointment.
"no." i snapped and pulled him into my room he stumbled pushing me into my open wardrobe. Hitting my head again.
"ahh the being in the closet, what a familiar feeling" i groaned as a coat hanger poked my back.
Jimin rushed over pulling me out.
"thanks" i mumbled going red.
He brushed my hair out of my face and smiled. "i wanted to go out, not stay in."
I thought for a minute. "ok, where?" i stared up at him for guidance.
"i think ill surprise you" he smirked. He then frowned when he looked at my clothes. Knowing jimin he'd probably take me to some random to party he was invited by a friend of a friend.
"gosh do you ever wear anything that doesn't make you look like a grandpa?" he tugged at the sleeves of my jumper.
"this is my pyjamas hyung" i said deadpan. He sighed and patted my head.
"cute pyjamas" he then proceeded to rummage through my wardrobe.
"see this is a nice shirt, why don't you ever wear it?"
"taehyung said it looked funny" i frowned hugging my pillow.
"so what? He dresses like a 12-year-old going to a Minecraft convention he can't talk" jimin tutted throwing a pair of jeans at me.
"see you have such nice clothes here and you never wear them." he rolled his eyes.
I shushed him and pushed him outside.
"hey why are you putting me outside! I've seen people shirtless before! I regularly see jungkook shirtless-"
"you might want to stop talking." i smiled reassuringly at him and shut The door.
"you're a freak" i said simply and proceeded to get changed.
upon coming out i found jimin on the floor.
"hello" he giggled his cheeks hiding his eyes. "see you look good" he stood up and started dusting off my chest.
"let's go" he sang dragging me behind him as he slipped to the door.
The snow had once again been removed by salt again, by who? I don't know, but i know full well that me and jin owe our lives to them, as the risk of slipping over was reduced.
We took the path through the park
As jimin skipped ahead he took videos off himself.
"arrmyyyyy" he yelled into the camera. He's probably going to post on twitter.
"jisung-ahh say hello!" he gestured.
"hello" i waved to the camera or jimin. "hyung look where you're going, it's slippy" i said as we reached a particularly icy path.
"it's ok" he giggled, crouching down to slide.
"jimin no-" i shrieked as he disappeared down the hill. I ran after him but forgetting i was also on ice i stumbled, falling forward and falling at the bottom on my face.
"ow" i let out a cry, sitting up eventually looking for jimin.
"I GOT THAT ON CAMERA!" he said triumphantly until he saw my face and his face drained of colour.
"oh my god" he ran towards me while i just sat, feeling nothing.
"what?" i touched my face only to feel a sting. "ouch" i hissed, retracting my hand.
Red covered my fingertips, then i realised.
"oh" i then looked around me. I felt blood trickle down my face and i suddenly screamed.
"sung your gonna be OK- your not that-" jimin started but i silenced him but ripping off my scalf.
"is there any blood on it? Check check" i whispered inspecting the white wool intently.
Jimin pursed his lips and shook his head.
"you're more worried by your scarf- idiot" he shook his head.
I stuck my tongue out at him in my defence.
"we should get you cleaned up" he shook his head. I took out my phone to inspect my face.
My chin once again had taken the worst of it. First falling down the stairs and now this. My luck, really.
It wasn't even that bad.
"I've looked worse, trust me" i tutted and he dragged me to a random store.
"you have had what-" he looked at me incredulously.
I nodded folding the scarf carefully.
"you clumsy kid" he pulled me into his chest, squeezing me tight.
"sorry" i said avoiding his white shirt. "no problem don't worry"
"come on" he dragged around the tiny shop till he found what he wanted.
The shop keeper smiled at me while i tried to stem the bleeding.
I tried to smile but the blood dripped onto the palm of my hand making me shiver.
It didn't hurt. I just didn't like the feeling of the blood.
I sniffed at the feeling of it sinking into my palm.
"come here" he sat me down outside. The bench is wet. Now im way more uncomfortable-
I want to die in this moment.
"Stop shaking your leg" jimin hissed as he tried to dab at cut.
"sorry" i said through gritted teeth as he got out an alcohol wipe.
"we should start carrying these around for your benefit" jimin mumbled.
"let's go silly" he pulled me up and kept a grip on my hand.
"im not letting you go, in case you slip again" he smiled.
"now, where was i"
We dragged me over to a bench.
"i made Brownies, that's why i dragged you out here" he grinned
"and also because i wanted to be with you" he grinned sheepishly before taking a box out of the bag.
"look i made loads" he grinned down at them.
"ive never had a brownie before" i said absentmindedly as i stared at the box, fascinated.
"you. What?" jimin stared at me incredulously.
I nodded. "oh my god- then take one-" shoved one in my mouth without me saying anything.
It was like cake but better. "wow" my eyes widened and i realised how good they were.
"i take care it you like them?" he grinned to himself. I nodded happily with the food presented.
Me and jimin sat there eating them until the box was completely empty. I didn't eat as much as i was to busy savouring each one.
"you're lucky, if i had stayed in the dorm any longer we wouldn't have had any, jungkook was eyeing them from afar" jimin shivered at the thought. I chucked and stretched sick of being sat down for so long.
"i want to get coffee" he grinned. I become very confused at this.
"but- but you know i don't like coffee?" i said worriedly. He shook his head
"they do more than coffee silly" i stayed quiet thinking more about the journey ahead.
I tapped the plaster on my chin every so often, wondering if this time it would scar.
Probably would knowing you.
"im sleepy" i mumbled hanging on jimin shoulder.
"you got up 4 hours ago-" he started and looked around at me.
"but I'm sleepy" i layed my head on his shoulder as we walked.
"you can't sleep now we are walking" he removed hair from my face.
"ill cut your hair one day, just to ses what it looks like" he smiled. "please don't i like it long" i whined. "i couldn't anyway, the management would hate me" he chuckled.
"who cares what they say." i huffed closing my eyes.
"you hang around jin to much" he laughed trying to open my eyes.
"All good companies are corrupt in some way, for example, when i first joined big hit i noticed that no one picked up rubbish in studios." i said rambling on. Jimin nodded agreeing heavily it seemed.
"yes i remember that. I complained about to the managers so much." jimin balled is fist, still angry about the injustice.
The coffee he was talking about turned out to be a stand. He seemed to know the owner well, as they were on first name turns at least.
Jimin ordered his, the order some complicated coffee.
"what about you?" the owner smiled, leaning forward.
I suddenly became very nervous and started checking prices, the pressure of picking something that was increased when i realised how attractive they were.
"hot chocolate?" i said trying to avoid eye contact.
He only leaned forward more. "i didn't hear you?" he smirked slightly.
I furrowed my eyebrows, my face going red as i tried to form words.
"hot chocolate please" i said. Maybe even quieter than last time.
"ahh ok, it will take a minute" he winked and turned to start making jimin complicated order and my fairly boring one.
Hot chocolate often disappointed me, making me wish i had the taste buds for liking coffee. Jimin order seemed fun, but i don't fancy being jittery and bouncing off the walls.
A man appeared next to us, obviously waiting in line. He was very tall.
He was wearing a mask and had his hood up, which reminded me of jae for a moment, but then i remembered he was not 6'ft and definitely not here.
"here you go" he pushed forward jimin cup. He then turned to me with an apologetic smile and said
"i have to go get more powder, don't worry" he then bowed to each of us and ran around.
Jimin and i entertained ourselves for a few minutes, kicking each other was a fun pastime.
It was then when the man behind us stepped forward to take a leaflet did i notice.
Now, I'm not weird, im sensitive to smells, but when he leaned over, did i recognise the wood fire sent. Its such a specific smell that its hard to replicate.
The smell made me sick. I grabbed jimin hand instinctively. My legs grew weak, and my heart rate quickened.
But i couldn't move. I slowly looked to the man behind me, his hood lowered now making his thick black hair visable. He was staring at me, his eyes boring Into mine.
I couldn't move. Black creeped to the edge of my eyes as he was the only thing in my vision.
Seokhyun.
It has to be him. It has to be.
Im gonna be sick.
"sung- what's wrong" jimin peared around at me while i squeezed his hand.
"nothings wrong" i relaxed my grip on his hand, but still not letting go.
In that moment i felt like everything was drawing to a close. My heart was the loudest thing, all i could hear was the blood pounding in my ears.
I hate it here.
"Hot chocolate?" the man had finally finished whatever he was doing. I heard him as if he was far away.
Terrified, i snapped my head up looking to him.
"oh. Thanks." i choked as jimin put foreword money.
I took the cup my hand shaking.
"hey hey careful that's hot" the barrister fussed, wrapping a napkin around it.
I could just barely feel it anyway. Almost like a pins and needles.
"thank you" i mumbled before being dragged off my jimin.
He grew smaller in size the further we walked away. He still stared. Even as i stared ahead, i could still feel his eyes on me.
"that coffee guy, doyoung seemed to like you" jimin smiled knowingly.
I snapped out of my trance.
"huh-" i looked at him. He smirked.
"he seemed to like you." i went red. "did he?" i said my mind still preoccupied.
Was he following us? I shivered. And not because of the cold.
"i swear he did." jimin said putting a hand on his heart.
Jimin pestered me about doyoung the Coffee guy for the entire journey home. However i wasn't all there, which made me an Easier target of jimin shipping.
"ugh the way he looked at you" jimin said as we walked through The door, still in his fairy dream land. I was not even energy for his ideas, he took my red cheeks as a signal.
Seokhyun.
"how who looked at who" jin said from his perch on the sofa. He looked strange. There was a strange look in his eye. He looked at the cut on my chin with distain, and the grip jimin had on me with even more disgust.
I cocked my head, confused. He noticed me starting and blinked a couple of times, his ears turning red. He gulped.
That's not right...?
"ugh this coffee barrister, totally flirting with jisung and what did he do? Nothing. This kid is oblivious." jimin rambled throwing himself on the sofa.
Jin raised an eyebrow as i remained stood in the doorway, clutching my full, cold hot chocolate.
I could feel my knees becoming weak.
I smiled slightly, trying to diffuse whatever i jimin started.
I shuffled into the kitchen and stared into the sink, my reflection slighly visible.
My heart was still racing.
"jisung." a voice behind me startleked me, making jump. My heart might just burst. My hot chocolate fell out of my hand, the contents of it falling on the kitchen floor. I clamped my hands down onto my ears not wanting to hear the noise nor get shouted at. I watched in the quiet as it started
Seeping into the tiles.
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