That night, Zico was lying in his bed calling you for the umpteenth time. He flipped onto his stomach and growled, “Pick up, dammit.”
“Ha, she ditched you. You probably weren't good enough for her last night.” U-Kwon snickered.
Zico threw his hello kitty pillow at him.
“Oof!” U-Kwon went down.
Zico couldn’t stand it anymore. He got on his motorcycle and headed to your house. Zico looked up at your house and called you again. *Come on. Pick up or I have to go in.* You didn’t answer.
Zico sighed and got off his motorcycle. He headed to your door and reached out to ring your doorbell. Suddenly, the door opened.
*Oh !* Zico dodged into the bushes.
“I’ll bring ice cream so wait!” Daesung called and left.
*That was close. Damn. Isn’t there another way?* Zico looked around and tried to guess which one was your room. He picked up several pebbles and started throwing it at each of the windows. There was no response.
Determined, Zico threw the rocks again. Finally, one window swung open. He ducked under the roof and looked up. You poked your head out with a frown. *Who keeps doing that?!* Zico brightened when he saw you. He darted out of his hiding spot, “Yah!”
Your eyes widened, “Zico! What are you doing here?!”
“Well you aren’t answering your phone. Is it just an accessory?” He scowled.
“My brother took my phone away.” You sheepishly answered.
*Figures.* “Can you come down?” Zico asked.
You blinked, “Now?” He nodded. “Um, hold on.” You shut the window.
Thankfully no one was home but Seungri right now. Daesung had gone out but he would be back soon. Quietly, you crept downstairs. “Stop right there.” *Oh snap!* You froze and slowly turned back.
Seungri raised an eyebrow, “Where are you going again? You’re going to get us both in trouble.” “Just out for 15 minutes. At the park. I promise I’ll be back soon.” You started to go but he said, “Wait.” You stopped.
Seungri went into his room and came back with something. “Here. Since Jiyong oppa took your phone away. When I call you, you better come running.” He gave you his phone.
You warmly smiled, “Thank you, Seungri oppa.” “Hurry and go.” He said.
You waved and ran off. You darted out of the house and looked around. “I’m here.” Zico waved. You ran over, “How did you even think of coming here?” “I had to. I was worried.” He said. You smiled, touched. “Let’s go over to the park before your brothers catch us.” Zico suggested.
The two of you went across the street and sat on a bench under a streetlamp.
“I feel like Romeo & Juliet.” He muttered.
You giggled, “Who are you? Juliet?”
“Very funny.” Zico rolled his eyes. You laughed again.
He softened, “I’m glad you’re smiling. I thought with what happened this morning, they would’ve locked you up forever.”
“Then I would’ve been Rapunzel and let my long hair down for you.” You playfully tossed your long hair and laughed while shaking your head, “No, everything went surprisingly well. The only bad thing is I lost my cell phone.”
“That’s good.” Zico said.
You beamed, “Yeah, my brothers aren’t bad at all. Families always forgive and forget, right?”
“I wouldn’t know. I don’t have a family.” He shrugged.
Your smile fell, “You…don’t? Not even any siblings?”
“The only family I know are my friends. The 7 of us have been together since middle school when we ran away from the orphanage. Just like you.” Zico gave you a small smile.
*Except I ran away with my real family.* “You don’t remember anything about your parents?”
Zico did but didn’t want to think of them. “I tend to erase bad memories.”
*Poor Zico.* You thought sympathetically. You didn’t even want to think of life without your brothers. “Don’t give me that sympathetic look.” Zico lightly pushed your head. “I’m happier than I have ever been. Especially now since I have you with me.”
You softly smiled. He took your hand and laced his fingers through yours. “Your hand is so tiny, baby.”
“No, it’s not. You just have freakishly large hands- and wait up, baby?!” You snatched your hand away with an accusing look, “Since when have I become baby?”
“I thought the feelings were mutual.” Zico took your hand again, “You call me oppa and I’ll call you baby.”
“I definitely don’t remember that.” You said.
“That’s what couples do, babo. Call each other pet names.” Zico made a face.
“Oh, so we’re a couple now, are we?” You playfully said.
Zico smiled and shrugged, “Only if you want to be. I’m not forcing you.”
You laughed and lightly whacked his arm, “You’re so silly, Zico.” He caught your hand, “Call me Jiho oppa again, please.” “And if I do that…?” You asked. “I’ll give you a kiss.” He promised.
“Oh what a prize.” You sarcastically said.
“Fine, fine…I’ll give you two.” Zico offered.
You laughed and shook your head. “Please?” He asked. You cleared your throat and called, “Jiho oppa.” “Yes, baby?” He came closer.
You sincerely smiled as you looked into his eyes, “Saranghae.”
“I love you, too, baby.” Zico whispered and pressed his lips against yours. Just when his tongue had glided over your bottom lip, Seungri’s phone rang.
You jumped, “Uh-Oh.” You picked up, “Yes?”
“Daesung hyung is on his way. You better get your over.” He said.
“Coming~” You hung up with a pout, “I have to go.”
Zico lightly pinched your cheeks, “I’ll see you tomorrow at school. Do you want me to pick you up?” “No, my brothers will just throw a morning tantrum. I’ll just see you at school.” You said. “Araso.” Zico took your hand.
Swinging hands, the two of you walked to your house. You turned to him, “See you tomorrow. Go home safely.”
“Don’t worry about me.” Zico bent down to kiss you. The kiss lasted longer than expected.
You had to gently push him away, “My brother will be here.”
“Fine, fine.” Zico got on his motorcycle. “Wear your helmet.” You chided. He rolled his eyes and pushed it on his head, “Happy?” You giggled and nodded.
Zico smiled and waved. He started his engine and sped off.
You watched him disappear around the corner. You happily skipped into the house. You gave Seungri his phone back with a big thanks. You went into the kitchen for some water. You heard the front door open and poked your head out, “Daesung oppa- oh!”
Seunghyun looked up, “Were you waiting for Daesung?”
“Mmhmm.” You nodded. It was still awkward between you two. You took a step, “Seunghyun oppa. About last night, I’m sorry. I’ll be more responsible now. I won’t worry you and the other oppas anymore. So will you stop being mad at me?”
He softened, “I was never mad at you. Just really worried.”
You hugged his waist, “Mianhae, big oppa.” You gave him your signature aegyo pout.
Seunghyun had to laugh. “Aigoo. I can’t live cause of you.” He pinched your cheek and you giggled.
The door opened. “DAESUNG IS HERE~ AND I’VE GOT BASKIN ROBBINS!`” He happily held it out.
“Ice cream!” Seungri raced downstairs from the attic.
“Go get 4 spoons! Let’s eat all this up before Taeyang and Jiyong hyungs get home!” Daesung said.
You laughed, “Okay.” You skipped into the kitchen and grabbed 4 spoons.
You, Seungri, Seunghyun, and Daesung sat around the living room and enjoyed the cool, creamy ice cream. All of you laughed at Daesung’s jokes. Seunghyun smiled and affectionately ruffled your hair.
Beaming as you bit onto the edge of your spoon, you leaned your head against Seungri’s shoulder. *At least I have a family, not like Zico. Even though we argue sometimes, I’m so blessed to have them by my side. I love you, my oppas.*