~*~ Namjoon ~*~

 

She's so cute. 

Wait no. 

The way she acted was cute. 

She doesn't deserve to treated the way Hyungsoo treats her. 

Either way I shouldn't think about her. 

The next time she came out of that room was 2 hours later. 

She sat down on the living room and watched tv with us in silence. 

"Did you finish?" Jimin asks.

She nods. 

"Can we see?" 

"Only if someone piggyback rides me there.." She smiles. 

Jimin offers and she climbs on his back, leading us into the room.  

"Well there it is. Sorry it looks bad, I mean I even took the wrap off but I couldn't use my wrist to its full potential." She got shy and hid her face in his neck. 

I shouldn't be jealous of that. 

No I'm not. I'm not jealous. 

The painting. 

It's great. I mean it looks amazing. 

Two birds facing each other, I think it's like a anniversary or something, because the whole back was green as if it was forest. Except for a splash of white that hadn't been painted, but instead  two names and a date. 

And in the very corner her signature.

"It looks amazing Noona." Hoseok says, his jaw on the floor. 

She smiles and thanks us. 

We head back to the living room and she's back on the couch. 

About an hour later she's asleep. 

It's two pm, we left her there and moved to the game room. 

"Hyung! Can we swim?" Jeongguk asks after he was defeated by Taehyung for that seven billionth time in a COD. *Call Of Duty* 

"Swimming sounds nice. Lets go!" He says and dashes up the stairs. Us not far behind him. 

 

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It about 6:30 when we get back in the house. 

We were hungry so we got out. 

I'm first to go upstairs, since I'm dry, to take a shower. 

Walking down the hall I can hear her on the phone.

Shes not shouting shes just talking in a loud unpleased tone. 

Then a thud, and what sounds like muffled crying.. 

If I see her cry, I'm gonna fall in love with her.. 

Keep walking. 

Run. 

I dashed to the bathroom, pretending I was still wet, and hopped in the shower. 

I hope she's okay.. 

 

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I forgot a towel.. God this is embarrassing.. 

Mines all wet.. 

It'll have to do.. 

I walk out with my towel barely on my hips, not wanting to touch it too much since its still cold, and quickly get back to my room. 

Her door is shut, she's quiet. 

Is she crying? Should I knock? 

Should I - no. 

Get changed. 

 

~*~ JaeHwa ~*~ 

 

Hyungsoo called.. I thought he was going to apologize for yelling.. 

But he just yelled more. 

I really am a pabo.. 

I knew I shouldn't have danced, it's too risky for me to get hurt, I have to earn money. 

I have to paint. 

I should start modeling, my friends brother is a photographer. 

He asked me a few times but I was shy and self conscious.. 

But maybe I will now.. 

Well, after my knee heals obviously haha.. 

Stop crying. 

Crying isn't gonna help Hyungsoo not be mad at you. 

Food will.. OH MY GOD THE BOYS. 

I skip limp down stairs as quickly as possible. 

I forgot that boys eat like seven times a day. 

Seokjin's in the kitchen. 

"Oh I was gonna text you.. What's for dinner?" He asks and gets up from the table.

I open and lean against the cabinet door looking at all the food we had bought earlier. 

"How do you feel about spicy kimchi stew?" I raise my eyebrows. 

His eyes get really bright and he nods his head. 

"Yes. That sounds very good yes."

"Haha alright coming right up!"

He helps me prepare the stew. 

According to the other guys he likes to cook. He likes a woman that will cook with him. 

He'd make a good husband to someone heh.

But poor him if she's a terrible cook though.. 

Untill this moment I didn't know he was about 2 inches taller than I was. 

Im about the same height as Jimin, were both around 5'8. 

Come to think of it Jimin and I were the shortest. 

Well Jeongguk, but he's still young, he'll grow quickly.

As soon as the stew is on the stove Seokjin starts texting and a small smile is stuck of his face. 

"Who is it oppa?" 

"It's-" he blushes, "it's the Noona from the coffee shop.." 

I get this really big dorky smile and  start waving my arms quickly.

DUDE HE HAS A CRUSH!! 

That's so cute!! 

"Did you confess already?" 

He shyly shakes his head no.

"Oppa!! When are you going to?"

"Molla. I don't know if I should yet.. I don't know her feelings.." 

"I think she likes you, she's interested! Tell her or I will~" 

He got wide eyed, afraid that I'd actually do it, then he laughed. 

We talked about her for a while, until the stew was done and all they boys filled the kitchen. 

Holy crap. 

I though Seokjin was exaggerating when he said to use the bigger pot I thought he was on crack. 

These boys eat 5 times as much as my brother does on his own.. 

 

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The next morning, the woman came to get her painting.

I got paid. 

For the next week everything was going good. Got to take my wrist wrap off for good. 

No more Seokjin getting mad at me for not wearing it when I paint. 

So for this week we  have to restock on food, we were running low. 

I hadn't talked to Hyungsoo in a few days. Last week we talked a little, well i left him messages. It was more like he refused to speak to me.

What a girl right? 

He can't be mad at me.. Not for this long.. 

What if he breaks up with me? 

It's Wednesday now. 

My knee is a lot better. I can drive, well barely but still. 

I'm going to the doctor, then to the market, so Namjoon comes with me.