Rosé POV

"Are you really not going to attend MAMA this year?" I heard Taehyung sunbae asked Jisoo unnie. 

Before I can even hear her response, I carefully closed the door and face the man who's been causing a lot of problems in my life right now.

"Are you crazy?  Why did you bring them here?" 

I spat as I paced back and forth in front of him. 

We are now inside my room while the rest of BTS and Blackpink are outside being all awkward with each other. 

"Ottoke." I said as I bite my index finger. 

"Yah, stop that. You're making me dizzy." he said as he sat comfortably on my bed. 

My cheeks blushed into crimson red after awhile. I looked into him and noticed how comfortable he looked as he sat on my bed, his arms are leaning on his side for support. 

"You look a little too comfortable in my bed,  pabo." I told him,  as I try to mask the redness of my face by trying to get mad at him. 

"What, I already lay down on this bed before. What's the big deal?" he snickered. 

I gritted my teeth on how arrogantly he said that. But then again, my heart started beating like crazy. 

Just merely looking at him especially this close make me feel weird.

"What should we tell them?" he looked at me expectantly. 

"Why are you even asking me?  You started this mess!" I told him. 

"Hey,  it was your mom and niece that went to our fanmeet. How do you expect me to ignore them?"

I sigh in frustration. 

He's actually right. 

"Then,  can you just tell them the same thing that you said with the girls before, that our family are really close?"

"Ahm, I don't think that would work this time." he scratched the back of his his head. "Besides,  they knew I went and slept here when you were sick." he looked down.

"Aissst. How can you be so careless?" I looked at him and saw his face redden. 

"Hey,  are you okay?  Your cheeks are getting red." I told as a matter of fact. 

Is he blushing?

I watch as he touch his face. 

"It's a little hot in here. Don't mind me."

My brows furrowed. 

The air-condition was on. What nonsense is he saying. 

"Anyway,  let's just tell them we're dating. We don't really have a choice,  do we? Besides, it's partly true anyways." 

Now, my cheeks turned tomato red. 

"But we're awkward with each other. I don't think that will work." I said in panic. 

He studied me intently. He's not thinking of something stupid is he? 

 My mind was a little pre-occupied that I did not notice him