this is okay. i'm okay.
i say to myself, standing in front of the boy's house. huge house might i add.
i take a deep breath and knock on the door.
"yes?" yoongi answers.
"yoongi- what a surprise, i actually wanted to speak to you."
"no, again, i live here."
"yeah, but so do like six other guys. it was a 1/7 chance you'd open the door."
"no. there was a 1/7 POSSIBILITY i'd answer the door. considering namjoons at his studio, jungkook is with jimin and tae at the cafe, jin and hoba are at the store, the PROBABILITY of them opening the door is pretty much none, considering they could teleport here and open the door that exact second."
"...but technically i was right."
"you were technically right with the possibility, yes."
"great. anyways, i wanted to say sorry-"
"stop. no. i hate apologies."
"but- i- i don't know what to say. i really am sorry and i hope you can forgive me."
"i don't forgive you. there's nothing to be forgiven about."
"yes there is, i was rude. i should've known when to back off."
"you know, i admire you. you're apologising for something that's not your fault because you didn't know. if i were you i'd just ignore the situation and continue life."
"...not to be rude, but how do i reply to that."
"you don't."
"um, okay?"
"you can come in."
"no, i don't want to intrude."
"then don't. but it does seem cold, and there's a working heater in here. but suit yourself."
"...maybe just for a minute." i smile.
"jungkook is sorry." the older said.
"what?"
"he's sorry. he didn't know the severity of the situation and thought you hurt me."
"makes sense." i nod.
"so..."
"you know they like you, right?"
"what?"
"the boys, they all have crushes on you."
"oh? what about you? are you okay with that?"
"yeah i'm fine. you're pretty."
"thanks, you're pretty too."
"i know that." he flips his invisible hair with a smile.
"they're gonna ask you soon." he said.
"ask what? like- girlfriend or like fling?"
"see, that, i don't know. all i know is that they're going to ask you something."
"oh."
"and i'd like to be the first."
"oh?"
"i think it's a little early to ask you to be my girlfriend, but i am undoubtedly attracted to you. when you told me off 'cuz you thought i was being rude, i cant lie, it turned me on a little."
"i am a bit hot headed." i softly mutter.
"nini, can i kiss you?"
"yeah." i nod my head.
"jimin shut up!" taehyung comes through the door yelling.
me and yoongi quickly separate, trying to act like our lips weren't a centimetre away from touching.
"hi nini." he smiles and goes into the kitchen.
"oh look what we have here. nini. what are you doing here? alone? with my boyfriend?" jimin said.
"i came to apologise. me and yoongi-"
jimin cut me off with a glare.
"me and your boyfriend-"
"it's your boyfriend and i." he cut me off again.
"ugh, fine. YOUR boyfriend and I had a misunderstanding."
"about what?"
"leave it jimin. it's over and done with." yoongi scolds him.
"where's jungkook?" he asks.
"he's getting our stuff." jimin replies.
"i can't believe you left me alone to get your stuff." jungkook says as he comes through the door.
"you were the only one wrong enough to do it." jimin says as he slaps his boyfriends chest.
"i'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight." jungkook glares at jimin.
"easy, big boy, we have a guest."
jungkook looks over to the couch and makes eye contact with me.
"nini? why are you here?"
"to apologise to yoongi. i'm leaving now anyways."
"stay for a bit." he says.
"no it's okay. i should really go."
"are you sure? it's still raining?"
"oh...can i stay until the rain stops?"
"sure."
-
"namjoonie should be home soon." jimin says, whilst sitting on taehyung's lap.
we were all sitting on the couch watching some random movie.
jin and hoseok had come home from the shops a while ago.
after a few minutes the door opens indicating namjoon was now home too.
"sorry for being late." he apologises whilst putting his jacket away.
"oh, nini, you're here. i'm taking it that you sorted things out?"
"yeah." i smile.
"what are you watching?" he asked to no one in particular.
"some random movie jimin put on." jin smiled.
"shh. it's getting to the good part."
namjoon makes his way next to hoseok on the sofa.
"i'm so tired." he whines as he lays his head on hoseok's shoulder.
"what's wrong joon?"
"they made the deadline shorter, meaning i have to have the song finished. but there's just something about it that's...off."
"can we listen to it?" i ask.
"i guess, but if it sucks then..."
"i'm sure it won't." hoseok reassuringly rubbed his shoulder.
namjoon opens some sort of tab and puts his phone on the table.
"woah this is good!" taehyung smiles.
"yeah, it's great." i smile.
"i feel like it's missing something." namjoon shyly smiles.
"me, moaning in the background." jimin says.
"no. not that."
"damn." jimin huffs.
"i think backing vocals." i say.
"i think jimins vocals would be the best fit for it." i continued.
"maybe..." he looked at jimin.
"chim, bedroom. lets record."
"will i get fucked?" he smiled.
"if you fix my song, yeah."
"goodbye guys, i am going to make the best sounding song you have ever heard." jimin says grinning before running upstairs.
"bottom." i scoffed.
"tell me about it." hoseok replied.
"aren't you a bottom nini?" jungkook questions.
"maybe. what's it to you?"
"everything."