Chapter 37

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~Taehyung~


Minseo was drunk.

It was a good thing because that means she talks a lot. Something Taehyung wanted her to do. Since Minseo occupied most of Taehyung's thoughts, he's always looking at her and because of that, he can read her really well. That's how he knew she had something on her mind.

Minseo laid down on his bed, eyes closed but they both knew she wasn't sleeping. Taehyung slipped under the sheets, pulling her into his arms. She went willingly.

He dropped a kiss to her forehead, murmuring, "What's on your mind?"

Minseo opened her glassy eyes and looked up at Taehyung. She said nothing.

That had him worried.

He shook her lightly, "What's wrong, Minseo?"

Minseo closed her eyes, a drunken smile on her lips. Then, she whispered, "I love you, Taehyung. So much... but you know that, don't you?"

Before he could say anything, Minseo was out.





~Yumi~


Not only did I wake up with a banging headache, I woke up beside Seokjin who had his arms wrapped around me.

Embarrassed by the state I was in, I tried to get out of his grip, only to fall over the second my feet hit the ground.

"Those damn heels," I muttered to myself.

"What a great view," Seokjin murmured.

I let out a surprise shout, turning around so that I hide myself from him. Not that it worked though. I was naked. Fully naked and covering myself with my hands.

"D-don't look," I said, miserably as my cheeks flushed with shame.

Seokjin's hair was messy and his eyes were still misty with sleep but even so, he pulled the covers back and patted next the empty spot next to him. "Come back to bed."

"I—should go clean myself up," I stammered.

Seokjin smirked, "Well, the bathroom's right there."

So I sprinted towards his bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I was right. The second I saw myself in the mirror, I almost screamed at how horrible I looked. My hair was a mess and my makeup was all over the place.

Groaning at my appearance, I quickly took off what's left of the makeup and took a long, hot shower while planning what I should do next. After I got out, I realised that I don't even have clothes on me. I debated leaving Seokjin's room to go to my room but then got embarrassed when I thought of one of the members seeing me with just a towel.

I opened the door and peeked out.

Seokjin glanced over his shoulder at me, his eyes dropped to my towel and he grinned.

"Stop it," I mumbled, trying to hide from him.

"Why are you so cute," he murmured, shaking his head as he made his way towards me.

"Can you go get my clothes?" I asked him, hiding behind the door.

Seokjin pushed the door opened and stepped inside the bathroom, dropping his hands to my waist as he pulled me against him.

"No."

I glared. "Why not?"

Seokjin shrugged. "I don't want to."

"Fine," I muttered, brushing his hands away from me. "I'll get it myself."

I only took a step forward when Seokjin wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back to him. There, he leaned down, dropping a kiss to the crook of my neck, making my heart flutter.

"Stay here."

"Huh?"

"Let me take a shower first. We need to talk after that."

I tensed at the mention of that. "We... do?"

"Yeah," he said, letting go of me and pointing to the bed. "Take a seat. I won't be long."

"But I need to put on some clothes."

Seokjin smirked. "No you don't. Sit."

So that's what I did. I sat and waited for him.

***




Seokjin got out and told me to go pack my clothes. I was confused about this but he said he'll explain it on the way since we were running late. Thinking it was probably part of his schedule, I hurried out of his room and got changed. As I was packing my clothes and trying to decide what it is that I need if we were to go overseas, that's when Seokjin came into my room with his suitcase.

I looked over at him and saw that he had his suitcase there already.

"How long are you going to be there for? Do I need to bring my laptop?" I asked, anxious that we were running late.

"No," he replied. "It's just a quick trip."

I nodded and continued packing. When I was finally done, Seokjin gestured to his mask and I immediately put mine on too.

"Passport?" he asked as we wheeled our suitcases out.

"Got it," I replied, following him as we went down the stairs.

Seokjin didn't head towards the door. No, he made his way towards the kitchen. Thinking he was probably hungry, I followed him behind, only to see the members and the girls there. All but Jihye.

The second they heard us, they all turned over to look at us. I could see how worn out and tired Jiyeon, Minseo and Seyeon looked and smiled in spite of myself. Jiyeon turned around in her stool so she could rest her head against Hoseok's chest. Hoseok stroked her back soothingly, eyes full of adoration. Minseo looked tired and Seyeon was just... quiet. Really quiet.

"Alright, kids," Seokjin said, clapping his hands to get their attention even though they were already looking at us. "I'll be gone for a week and a bit so I don't want to see the house a mess when I get back, understood?"

No one said anything and that confused me. Wasn't this a group schedule? Or was Seokjin working on his solo activities?

"What if it's messy?" Jungkook asked while opening the juice bottle. "Will you be mad?"

Seokjin rolled his eyes, "Just don't burn the house down."

"In other words, keep Namjoon out of the kitchen," Yoongi said, reaching out and holding Seyeon's hair back as she leaned her head down to drink her soup, "Got it."

"Hyung, that was once," Namjoon argued.

"Once is already too much," Yoongi muttered.

"Alright, have fun," Hoseok said, waving. "Don't worry about us. We'll be good."

Seokjin grabbed my hand and I glanced up at him, "Come on," he said. "Let's go."

"Just us?" I asked, confused. "Why?"

"You go where I go."

I frowned but let Seokjin pulled me along with him. He looked over his shoulder once more at the members, saying, "Bye kids!"

"Take care, hyung! You too, Yumi!" Jimin called out.

"Have fun!" Taehyung yelled, "And take your time!"

Seokjin closed the door behind him and we continued walking in silence to his car. I sat in the passenger seat, confused as to where we were going.

"Seokjin?"

He put on his sunglasses and backed us out of there while saying to me, "You'll know when we get there."

Well, that's what he said but as we were sitting in their private jet, I have no idea where we are going. So I stared at Seokjin, hoping he will be able to tell me. Instead of answering or telling me, he placed his head on my shoulder, yawning loudly.

"Wake me up when we get there," he said.

"Where?" I asked.

"Honeymoon."

My eyes bugged out. "What? Why?"

Seokjin closed his eyes and shrugged. "I needed an excuse to get out of Korea, don't I? Besides, I think you and I both will benefit from this break."

"Wait," I shifted and turned around so that I could see him. "Open your eyes, let's talk."

He didn't.

"One week and a few days? I thought you said it's only a quick trip," I said.

Seokjin didn't move.

I growled, "Seokjin! I know you're not asleep!"

He smiled but his eyes were still shut. God, can he get any childish?

"I didn't pack a lot," I said, worriedly. "Why didn't you—"

"We'll go shopping when we get there," Seokjin murmured. "Now, let me sleep."

***






~Jihye~

I glanced down at the thin white evening wrap in my hands as I sat on my bed. There, I let myself remember last night's event...


-Flashback-

I sat there on the stool, hugging myself as I watched the girls dance before me. They all seemed to be having so much fun tonight. Even Jiyeon too. It made me wonder why they wanted me to tag along... it's not like Namjoon and I—

My thoughts vanished when I felt a soft fabric covered my shoulders before a pair of slender hands reached over and tied the fabric into a knot.

I flinched and looked up.

Minseo flashed a smile at me before sitting down beside me on the stool.

"Why are you not with the others?" I found myself asking.

Minseo took a sip of her wine and then shot a look my way, "How can I have fun when someone's uncomfortable about her clothes?"

I winced, "I'm sorry—"

Minseo scowled and I immediately stopped talking. With a sigh, she placed her glass of wine on the table and looked at me. She said nothing but just looked at me.

I shifted, uncomfortably and looked down.

Minseo grabbed my chin, lifting it up so that we could make eye contact. She tilted her head to the side, eyes narrowed before saying, "You don't like the dress I chose for you? No, you don't like that I forced it on you?"

I frowned, shaking my head. "N-no."

And I wasn't. I liked it – she treated me just like I was a friend to her. She wasn't mindful or cautious around me like Yumi was. She looked at me... and treated me like a friend. Just like Jiyeon.

She arched an eyebrow.

God, how can someone be so intimidating? Like her boyfriend whose expressions can come off cold sometimes, she looks just like him. She may not be as beautiful as him but she was beautiful in her own way. She was confident about her looks. It didn't matter that she doesn't live up to people's expectations on what 'beautiful' is, no, she was confident. She liked herself and she was confident about it. I liked that too.

"I'm just... not confident," I said, looking down at my hands. "My—fiancé told me to lose weight and cut my hair several times before... so I—I'm just not confident wearing something so beautiful when I'm not—"

"Okay, stop," Minseo said, grabbing my hand.

I looked at her.

Minseo sighed. "I know, unnie. I could see it the minute I looked at you. You... like the other unnies are," she hesitated. "somewhat unsure about yourself. Seyeon and I pick up on those things."

She leaned back, crossing her legs, "You have a good body. You really do so I don't know what your dumb fiancé have told you but it's not true. I think...no, I'm confident," she leaned towards me, eyes serious. "That he's jealous of other men looking at you. Your hair is short but I can tell you look even prettier when it's long. Your hourglass body is attractive – hence he wants you to lose weight to lose it." Then she smirked, the anger is bubbling there. I could see it. "Sucks for him though because whether you gain or lose weight, the curves are there no matter what."

My heart throbbed at that. Was she trying to make me feel better?

Minseo grabbed her glass, sipping her wine once more before waving the glass in front of me. "I wanted you to see how beautiful you are and to stop being so intimidated by it all. I knew it might be too much so I..." she gestured at the evening wrap she'd put around me.

The gesture made my heart warm. She brought this just for me? Because she knew I might not be able to handle the dress?

"Your fiancé is trash," Minseo said with a smirk as she handed me her glass. I took it, eyes still pinned on her. "If you don't get rid of it, it becomes a problem, stinking your home... until you are finally used to its foul stench."

My heart skipped at that.

Minseo stood up, grabbing my hand and pulling me off my stool. She was slightly taller than I am but right now, I don't feel older than her. I feel like a child all over again.

She adjusted and fixed the evening wrap before fixing my hair. Then her sharp gaze came back to meet mine. The sharp gaze that matches her boyfriend's when he's on stage, performing and captivating others.

"You are beautiful," she said, "Don't let that trash tell you otherwise."

I felt my throat dry up and I forced myself to nod.

Minseo's eyes sparkled as she reached for my hand. "The right man will love you for who you are... and will never tell you to change yourself." She paused and then grinned. "Bet you just thought of him, didn't you?"

-End of flashback-


"Jihye!"

I jumped at the sound of Daeyoung yelling out my name as he pounded on my front door. I quickly shoved the dress and wrap under the bed, feeling my heart race from the fear as I stood up to go open the door.

My hands shook as I made my way towards the door and I struggled to stop myself from shaking. Minseo's words ring out in my head, making my heart throbbed.

Minseo... Help. 

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