Chapter Seventeen

Day 9

Wish.. He loves wish.

Okay, well, everybody loves wishes. Who doesn’t? But damn, he loves to wish.

And to what sense that he dares say it right before he kissed me? Umm, not really kiss as in full kiss, more like a side lip kiss but it’s still a kiss!!

Gods, I don’t even know what he meant by that! So, how does he want me to understand it? That he just clearly likes to freaking wish, is that it?!

Argh! I’m so frustrated!

“Noona, need help?” I turned to look at Jungkook who’s standing warily beside me.

“Oh, sure kookie. Come help me.” I said and he immediately complied.

We’re arranging a huge spread sheet for us to sleep later on. We have decided to stick all the used clothes and other clothing we could find inside the train and spread it against the ground.

“Unnieee~” another one called out so both of us turned to the voice and suddenly Jungkook was so busy arranging the clothes. “Help?” Eunha asked and knelt in between me and Jungkook. Strangely, the guy abruptly stood up and went to my side.

I stared at him but he didn’t meet my eyes.

“Unnie..” it is unusual for Eunha to be this persistent so I gave her the clothes I’m holding.

“Here, help Jungkook instead.” I said and stood up.

“Ah, noona!”

“Okay, unnie~!”

They said at the same time that made them looked at each other. Jungkook was the first one to break the eye contact. Still kneeling, he grabs my wrist and forcefully tug me to kneel back to the ground.

“That hurts!” I said before wriggling free from his grasp. What’s the deal between this two?

And then Jungkook held my head and made me lean on him that I yelped because I almost lose my balance.

“Don’t leave me.” he whispered on my ear. I moved my head away from him and looked at him weirdly. What is exactly going on?

I turned to Eunha who’s just watching us innocently and back to Jungkook who’s looking at me like he’s pleading.

“Why?” then he repeated what he did earlier and tug me towards him again.

“She might take revenge on me.” (Korean) this time, my face turned sour at his language. He totally forgot that I’m not knowledgeable of Korean words.

“I didn’t understand a thing, Kookie.” I said. Frustrated, he pulled his hair, stood up and left us behind.

I looked at Eunha and pointed my thumb on Jungkook’s direction, “what’s wrong with him?” I asked and she just shrug her shoulders.

After that, we just continued our work forgetting about Jungkook. Umji and Yuju had approached us with a food on hand and handed us both.

We’re in the middle of eating when Yuju said something that made both Eunha and Umji jaws drop.

“Ehh? Really? When did that happened?” (Korean) Eunha asked obviously intrigued.

“I don’t exactly know when it happened but it was hours ago.” (Korean) Yuju replied.

Oh, okay? So, I’m left out again. Aish.

“But, I thought Yoongi-sshi is not talking to any of us?” (Korean) Umji asked.

“That’s what I thought too. But I really saw how he covered Yerin-unnie with a jacket.” (Korean) Yuju said once again that raised her voice a little and she immediately covered with her hands and looked around.

“Ah, don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell anyone.” I said and mocked a laughter. “As if I can gossip what you’re talking about when I can’t even understand.” I said in a low voice and the three of them smiled at me shyly. Absolutely sorry for forgetting that I’m with them.

“Unnie, mianhae. Come here I’ll tell you.” Umji said and tug me by the arm, and leaned on my ear.

“Ahh.” I said and nodded my head lightly at what she said.

The three of them looked at each other. “Unnie, you’re not surprised?” Umji asked.

“Nah, I’m actually waiting for that to happen.” I replied and smirked. So, Yoongi really has a thing for her, huh?

Is this how to tame a bad boy now?

“Jinjjaru?” (Is this correct? Hahaha) Yuju gasped.

“What does that mean?” I asked and Umji replied saying it means ‘really’.

“Jinjjaru!” I said with confidence and then there’s dead silence.

The three of them looked at me wide eyed before bursting into pit of laughter. “Ahh, unnie! Your pronunciation is so bad!” Umji exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes. Yeah, yeah, I’m bad at it alright.

“Kyeoptaaa” Eunha said and pinched my cheeks lightly.

“Now, what does that mean?” I asked once again.

“She says your cute.” Umji replied. Immediately, I puffed my cheeks in the cutest way possible and posed in front of them.

Upon realizing what I did was the worst thing I ever done, I covered my face and screamed while the girls were laughing at me.

“Aegyo! Aegyo! Aegyo!” they cheered. My face scrunched up and Umji translated it for me as doing cute gestures. But enough is enough, I don’t want to deliver anymore cringes to my body so I boldly refused.

“Hey girls..” I called to get their attention. My mind won’t just let me be in peace so I opt to ask them about, you know, that freaking wish.

They turned their heads to me and I swallowed slowly.

“Well, umm, what do you think about wishes?” They looked at each other and Umji translated it for them.

“Good~” Yuju attempted to say and even made a thumbs-up and we instantly laughed at her. She’s a cutie.

“Well, unnie, it’s a good thing. Wishing is like dreaming at the same time. Why do you ask?” Umji said.

I didn’t answer her question and asked another one. “How about when a person says they love wishes?”

Now, Umji’s brows furrowed together. “What about them, unnie?” I sigh in frustration. See? Even them can’t understand, and he dares me to? Aish.

“Nothing, just a dummy trying to play with my mind.” I replied with a grunt. How will I ever know what he meant by that?

“So won.” I looked at Eunha when she called my name. They said it’s disrespectful when you call someone older than you without honorifics so I’m a bit taken aback but when you grew up from another place like Canada, calling the person by their first names aren’t such of a big deal.

“Yes?”

“Your name means wish in Korean.” (Korean) Eunha said and before Umji could say a word, Taehyung and Jimin shuffled to my side.

I looked at them confusingly.

“Sowon-sshi!” Taehyung said in such a high note.

“What?”

“Sowon-sshi!!” This time, Jimin said that.

“What?!” I asked in irritation. Are they on a loose right now? What do they want?

“Tag you’re it!” (Korean) they said in chorus before they pushed me to the ground and they ran away together.

“Hey!” I shouted and got up. What are they even up to?

I didn’t bother running after them because I feel sore all over. My back hurts, even my legs and arms.

So, I just look for someone to get back at them and there I saw Jungkook talking to Namjoon and Jin near the train entrance.

“Jungkookie!” I called and when he turned to me I beckoned him over. Namjoon and Jin also looked at me but I didn’t dare look at Jin. Aside from being embarrassed, I’m still frustrated because he didn’t try to explain some things to me.

He excused himself from the older ones and ran to me.

“You see those two idiots?” I said and pointed Jimin and Taehyung playing tag with Hoseok. Gosh, they really are so loud.

Jungkook nodded and I doubt he didn’t even understand what idiot means.  

“Pinch them