“What?! Are we locked inside?”

“!” Jennie cussed and stumbled her way in the dark to her bag that was on the floor.

She accidentally hit her head hard on the edge of the table and groaned in pain.

“Are you okay?” B.I rushed to her side, since it was dark he couldn’t see a thing. He wanted to grab her shoulders but his hands landed on her waist instead. He pulled her up and held her close.

“Let me see.” He said with one arm circling her waist while the other reached for her forehead.

“Uh… It’s dark. How can you even see?” Jennie winced at the pain as he blew on it lightly.

“Instincts.” He mocked. “I got good instincts. Now hold still, I need to feel if it’s bleeding or not.” He held her waist closer. Their hips crashed against one another.

“Han…Bin….” Jennie squeaked

B.I ignored her and lightly pressed the wound. He felt it was dry which means it’s not bleeding.

“You’re not bleeding.” He said.

“Good. Can you let me go now?”

B.I let her waist go and mumbled a ‘sorry’. Jennie turned around and rummaged through her bag.

“What are you looking for?” he asked

“My phone.”

“It’s dark, how can you even see? Dummy!” he teased. “Here, let me call your number so that you can find your phone.” He walked to his bag which was not that far away and grabbed his phone. By that time, their eyes were used to the dark and they could see a little around them although it was still d