I don't think I've woken up peacefully in 2 weeks. Today, taehyung decided to jump on top of me as if it was a wrestling match.
Luckily I was curled up in a ball so I wasn't really hurt by his actions.
"ill kill you. Get out" I hissed at him, feeling my heart pounding as he came out of nowhere. I don't appreciate being snuck up on.
"As you wish," he said in a sing-song voice.
"when I get my hands on him."I cursed, staring out into the hallway.
Namjoon poked his head in.
"If you're wondering what they're doing, they have a competition. I wouldn't pay much attention to it, I mean only when it hinders your life too much. That's what i always do"
he looked beyond me as if he was deep in thought, probably reliving a traumatic event in his head, like the time jungkook walked in on him changing.
I laughed watching him leave. Shook my head laughing to myself as i cleared my eyes of sleepe
When I looked at my phone I realised I was being spammed.
BRIAN🔨🦷🔗🥎
IMGEHWI OMG
BRIAN 🔨🦷🔗🥎
lOOK AT TGE LINK I SENT U RN
The link was to an article with the title: "YOUNG K keeps to his word" the picture was when he kissed my cheek.
The next time i see him i'm going to put him in the bin-
What caught my eye the most was the articles on the side.
"Jang jisung: 11 things YOU need to know about bts new member!"
Well that's intrusive. I'm going to die. what do i need to know about myself.
"Jang jisung performs with bts for the first time"
Wow, I didn't know that.
"jisung- the nations new favourite cutie"
I'm adding the writer of that article to my hit list.
Taehyung can wait, I want to find this guy's address.
I decided to read the 11 thing about Jang jisung, maybe i'll learn something i didn't know about myself.
1. He is half Japanese
Is that something the public needs to know? I don't even know How they would have confirmed that. Maybe i sleep with my mouth open and they snuck in and then took a dna sample...
I skipped over a few as it just said things i said in that stupid interview a while back that i wanted to burn out of my head.
5. His celebrity crush is Robert Pattinson
who told. who snitched. im mortified thats one of my deepest secrets-
I glanced at the roberts poster behind me and sighed.
6. His blood type is AB
Is it? I don't know? Yoongi bit my neck once, maybe he sold them information.
I switched articles, as all I was reading was nonsense.
I decided to read the "nations cutie" one next, wondering what horrors could have been written.
It was like someone threw up on the page, absolute nonsense.
I turned my phone off and started at the ceiling, regretting debuting.
_
"jisung, please come down to the studio- please- i'm bored- please" yoongi begged through the phone.
"i would but i have nothing to do." i said pityingly.
"It just so happens to be cold and I brought too much food," yoongi whined in the other end.
I thought for a few moments. "Fine, OK" I said finally giving in. I heard Yoongi cheer loudly. He must have put his phone down to do so as his cheers were echoed.
"hyung, ill probably be there within an hour" i said standing up and looking around.
Yoongi was still cheering so I put down the phone.
It had snowed this morning so when i walked out my room in my coat and scalf jin rushed towards me in what seemed to be terror.
"you're going to meet yoongi i imagine?" he said, not really needing a response.
He started inspecting how many layers I was wearing.
"hmm. Not enough. Come here" he said, ushering me forward. He pulled my coat off and gave me his hoodie. "Right, now you should be a bit warmer." he said, giving back my coat.
"Also also-" he ran over to a draw and started rummaging around.
He then withdrew some heatpads (hot pads idk).
"take these" he stuffed them into my hand.
I was holding back my grin so much that my face was starting to hurt.
"You should be ok now" he said, looking me up and down, trying to find any flaws.
"you know, I once left the house at 3am on Christmas of 2013. It is colder than today and you know what I got? Only a small hood to shield me from the storm..." jimin said, laying on his back on the floor.
"there he is again, feeling sorry for himself" jin yawned, rolling his eyes.
Jimin shook his head, pretending to wipe away tears with his sleeve.
"i'm leaving before an audience arrives for this performance you have going on here" I shook my head in disbelief.
"Did I mention... That it was 3am....on Christmas day-" was the last thing i heard before i left the house.
"do you want me to stand outside big hit with tickets, Jimin?'' I said pocking my head around the door, grinning evilly. He flipped me off and I ran away.
Sadly, the only lady who lived in this building has died. So there would be no one in close vicinity watching Jimin's little performance.
On the topic of the old lady being dead, this opened up a question. Who was putting salt on the path?
I sound kinda rude talking about her, but i guess it's what she gets as a few times i had heard her muttering "bloody homosexuals" when me and yoongi walked past.
Probably because we were holding hands, but it's still rude.
I was never hurt by her statements as it was true.
And I cannot take offence from a lady who (quite clearly) was on her last legs.
_
The studio was crowded with people as usual. They were a lot more rowdy this time as I believe the award show had put something in their system that made them obnoxious and rude.
"JISUNGGG" someone shouted as i quickly ran through them.
They tried shoving me, but ended up shoving each other which I think is pretty funny.
"What a pain" I sighed running up the stairs, looking back just in case one of them had latched themselves on my back without me noticing.
Yoongi's studio door was open and he was sitting cross-legged clearly waiting for someone. I could see his little cat slippers resting on the fresh hold of the door.
I ran up the corridor to greet him.
"hello hyung" i said, poking my head around the corner.
"Are you waiting for me?" I said , smiling down.
"no, someone else" he said sulkily
"oh OK"
"You idiot of course I was waiting for you" he said, kicking my butt as I walked past.
I ignored him, throwing myself into Yoongi's new sofa.
"oi, you're supposed to be doing work?" he said, prodding my cheek.
"you said it was cold and you had food? I came here to keep you warm and be fueled" i said looking up at him
"yes i did" he Chuckled opening his arms to which i fell into, standing in his shoes.
"ahhhh its so cold- why won't they bring someone to fix the heating" yoongi cursed.
I laughed darkly. "no, because you would then have another member added to the group, the fixer man himself.. The idea of getting rid of trainees backfired." i said as Yoongi danced around the room, making me dance with him as I was still standing on him.
"Why are they so desperate?" Yoongi laughed. Laughing is the best thing to do when you or your company are going into debt.
"I wonder how they are dealing with my financial issues when they have their own?" I laughed thinking about one of the meetings I had with bang pd. I hadn't spoken with Jeewoo on the phone for a while, meaning he was doing well, but I still think about it and go back into the mindset of saving money. It was almost obsessive.
"your financial issues?" he said curiously.
I shrugged. "well It's only my brothers at home, and they're not really as skilled for saving money" I laughed remembering his previous mishaps with money
"What about your parents?" he said, and he looked like he was scared to ask.
I pulled away, sitting down to avoid Yoongi's reaction.
"my mums in hospital at the moment" I bit my lip, feeling the guilt of never visiting her.
"oh" he said sitting beside me, his face expression downcast.
"i should really visit her, but lately I've been so busy, but even when I'm doing nothing i never seem to go out" i said, more speaking my thoughts.
"you should go. Ill ask bang pd to let you off for a day" he whispered, moving closer.
I shook my head. "it's fine, I'm probably going at the end of the month." I said , thinking about after Christmas.
He simply nodded.
He then gasped as he made eye contact with a bag on the floor.
"food-" he flung himself off the chair and started checking its contents.
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