By the time I woke up, he was not in the room anymore. I guess he is either working or he's somewhere around the house. Wherever he is... he is mine.
I felt like running around, screaming with happiness.
'Goooood morning, fellas.' I greeted those who were in the dining room. Jimin and Taehyung seem to be missing.
'Someone's in a good mood.' Jungkook grins at me
'Mhm, mhm. How is everyone this morning?' I ask, pouring myself a glass of juice
'I'm more interested in this.' Jin gestures at me, waving his hand in a circle. 'What got into you?'
'Boo!'
Even though I knew it was Jimin scaring the shit out of me by sneaking behind me and yelling into my ear, my first reflex was to grab a knife that sat in front of me and go for his throat.
He snickered as he blocked my hand, taking the knife from me.
'What the hell is wrong with you?!' I scold him. 'Do you want to get stabbed?'
'Nice reaction.' He smiles, and does what I never imagined he would. He leaned in, pecking me lightly on the lips before sitting down next to me.
Everyone looked at Hoseok who started violently coughing, almost choking on his coffee that seemingly came out through his nose and is dripping down his chin.
'That's just nasty.' Jin was appaled, throwing a cloth into Hoseok's face
'At least we know what' *fake cough* 'who got into her.' Jungkook snickered, and it didn't take long for Hoseok to start coughing all over again
'Sorry, didn't catch that.' Jimin says to him, flipping the knife he took from me over his fingers
'Thank fuck.' Yoongi sighs in relief
'I assume this means you're staying.' Namjoon smiles at me
'I am. Even if I leave here, I'm staying in Seoul.' I smile, looking at Jimin
'Yeah, you're not moving your ass from here.' Jimin says in that stern tone. 'I'm not gonna run around Seoul saving you if someone kidnaps you.'
'I'll just annoy them into letting me go.' I joke
'That... could actually work.' He agrees, then starts giggling at his own joke, earning a punch in the ribs
'I'm- this is too much.' Jin shakes his head
'Sorry about the blackout last night. We forget about it as it tends to happen every few months.' Namjoon says to me, completely ignoring the rest of the situation
'Yeah, Jimin explained to me what was going on. I thought someone broke in or something.'
'I bet he explained.' Yoongi and Jungkook snicker. They are 5 years old
'I'll give a billion won to whoever can break in here.' Namjoon chuckles, somewhat darkly
'Well, one person did it. Ain't that right?' Hoseok smirks, looking at Jimin
'Can I eat in peace?' He complains
'You broke in here?' I ask him, laughing a bit
'Not really. They left a window open. It was a free entrance.' He shrugs
'The window was on the 3rd floor. 30 feet up. You fucking psycho.' Yoongi laughs
'A window is a window. What does it matter where it is?' Jimin argues
'Why did you even break in, though? Don't you live here?' I chuckle
'That's how they found out about me. You could say I fucked up and got into the wrong place.' He laughs at himself
'He thought I was one of Isui's, so he went after me. Followed me back and all. Stalked me for days.' Jin laughs
'I still remember getting out of the shower to a random ninja in my room. The only fucking thing I saw were his eyes and the knives. And I was just butt naked. Didn't know if I should put on the clothes first or shit myself.' Hoseok laughs hysterically, with Jimin joining in. His laugh is kind of contagious.
'I was just as surprised, trust me.' Jimin kept joking. 'I never heard a guy scream so loudly in my life.'
'I was more concerned about my dick being out. That's not the way I wanna go.' Hoseok argues
'I felt more comfortable being surrounded by 8 of you than I was seeing you naked.' Jimin snickers
'8?' There are only 7 of them. With Jimin.
'There used to be 10 of us. 2 of them we lost in action. And 2 of them we lost that night when he paid us a visit.' Namjoon explains, gesturing at Jimin
'I did give them an option, and they wouldn't listen.' Jimin says calmly
'You did break into their house. Were they supposed to let you go?' Jin chuckles
'Well, I was trying to leave.' He shrugs. 'But then the rest of you came at me, so I kind of had to fight or flight.'
'And fight you did.' Jungkook giggles
'Was that your initiation?' I ask
'We knew about him, but he was basically a ghost. 19 years old, and no one could track him down. We only knew him as the Angel of death.'
'The amount of stories I heard about the guy, I thought people were just making it up. Found out firsthand how wrong I was.' Yoongi adds to the story
'Well, this Angel of death was a perfect candidate. We knew little to nothing about him, but we noticed a pattern. He went after Isui and anyone working with him. I figured he might want to join in. It took us a bit of fighting to calm him down, but here we are.' Namjoon chuckles
'Calm him down? 2 died, and 4 got injured. He let us live.' Jungkook argues
'You're welcome.' Jimin raises a piece of his bread as if he's toasting, then takes a bite. He is so not bothered.
'I am just gonna say I'm happy I didn't live here at the time.' I joke, as dark as the situation is
'You should be. It took him 10 minutes to clean us all up.' Hoseok sighs
'I was a bit slow that day. I got shot earlier in the morning.' Jimin adds the detail, talking about getting shot like it's just a normal daily thing for people. I guess for them it is.
'Thank you to the higher power that made him change his mind and join us instead of hunt us.' Yoongi pretended to pray
'By the way, they are just blowing this out of propostion. They like being dramatic.' Jimin says to me, waving his hand a bit. 'I only injured 3. Not 4.'
'I am not sure if you are trying to make yourself seem better, or if you're bragging.' I tease, making him chuckle
'Oh, we completely went off the subject.' Yoongi goes back to the start. 'How?' he waves his hands between the two of us
'Long story short, I stopped lying. And then she threathened me, so I didn't have a choice.' He teases, smiling a little at me
'Threathened?' I laugh
'Yep. Knife on my throat and all.' He kept smiling, reaching over to caress my cheek a little before pulling his hand away. I would have laughed if he didn't make me flustered instead.
'You realize how dangerous this is, right?' Namjoon asks, but mostly talking to me. He's not trying to scold me out anything, he's just worried.
'I know, but I simply don't care.' I shrug, and Jimin shakes his head with a sigh. He is so done with my craziness. 'And he already went through all the stuff to do and not to do.'
'Good, good.' Namjoon nods in approval. 'This does not leave the table.' He made it sound like an order, pointing at everyone
'Why are you even pointing out the obvious?' Jin clicks his tongue
'I'm their biggest supporter here. I ain't saying a word.' Yoongi giggled like a child
'How do you think Taehyung will react?' Jungkook snickers
'Should we not tell him? Just to see his reaction?' Hoseok got all giggly, sitting up straight
'Yeah, yeah. Let's see how long it will take him.' Jungkook and, surprisignly Namjoon, agree
'Do what you want.' Jimin sighs. 'You are gettin your ass kicked a bit. You still can't save yourself when you're taken down.' He tells me
'Did I not almost stab you days ago?' I argue
'I don't recall.' He lies
'Sure you do. Was with one of these.' I grin, showing him his knife
'Okay, which one of you taught her how to steal?' He turns to the guys who only found this funny
'Wasn't me.' Jungkook laughs
'No one. You are just surprisingly mindless about this. It is extremely easy to pickpocket you.' I laugh at him
'Let's see if you can steal with broken fingers.'
He pulled me off the chair with one easy pull, flinging me over his shoulder. I couldn't decide who was laughing more me or the guys as he just walked off, carrying me like a sack of potatotes.
'Jimin, put me down!' I kept laughing, smacking his ass, which is rock-hard. It's like hitting a wall.
'No can do. You steal, you suffer.' He smacked my ass, making me laugh even more, but then he finally put me down
'You should be proud that I can steal. What if it saves me?' I tease
'It's more than handy, I'll give you that. You have light hands, so I don't feel it when you do it. But it would be good if you didn't rob your own-' He cut himself off
'My own what?' I tease, putting my arms around his waist, smiling at him. 'Come on. You can say it.' I keep teasing
'Your own boyfriend.' He finally says it, sounding like he struggled to get that out. It was kind of cute.
'Is it really that hard to say it?' I chuckle
'A little, yeah. It's not like I'm used to it. Never had to say that before.'
'Hold on. You never had a girlfriend before?!'
'Do I look like I'm capable of that?' He raises his eyebrow. 'I already told you that apart from you, I haven't had any feelings towards anything since I was about 13. I was shut off. It was the last thing on my wish list.'
'It didn't seem like that last night.' I pull myself closer, still looking up at him. What he did to me last night didn't feel like he didn't know what he was doing.
'I never said I didn't have sex.' He chuckles. 'You women give off all the information so easily.' He was looking at my lips as he passed his thumb over them, cupping my face.' All it takes is a bit of seduction,' He ran his hand under my shirt to my waist, leaning in so close that his nose was just brushing over mine. 'and you spill all your secrets.'
'I'm not gonna lie I have no idea what you said just now.' I admit, sliding my hand behind his neck
He smiled against my lips, letting his breath breeze over mine. 'Point proven.'
'Kiss me.' I tried pulling him in, but he wouldn't budge
'No can do. We are here to train.' He grins and pulls away
'That is such a dick move.' I pout. He got me all excited and made my heart race, and then he just left me hanging.
I thought he'd let me suffer and pout, but instead, he pulled me into himself so hard that I bumped into his chest. 'I guess one won't hurt.' He lift my chin, kissing me so softly it made me wanna melt
'Can we skip the training and go back to the room?' I breathe out, refusing to let go of him
'No.' He smirks. 'But the sooner we're done with the training,' He kisses me again, 'the sooner we can repeat last night.'
'Let's train.'