Now I’m not much of a morning person but today I was. I’m not a girl who likes to wear makeup and cake her face with heavy eyeliner and rep lipstick, but today I was both of these things. Maybe a little reduction on the lipstick and eyeliner though, I didn’t want to overdo it because first of all I never wear makeup and I didn’t want to make it look like I’m trying too hard to impress Suga. A simple cream knit sweater, jeans, moccasins, messy bun, and a tiny bit of eyeliner (Slightly winged) and bam! I was a cute mess. Now when I jumped down the steps to make my protein shake (How new, I make this every freaking day) My mom had a different point of view on my outfit.

“Yah! Too childish” She scoffed and rolled her eyes “What is that?!” My mom shouted “Eyeliner? Since when?”

I rolled my eyes and shot a glare “Mom please, it’s just a little. It’s not as bad as the girls at my school”

“The other girls aren’t my children. If they jumped off a bridge would you?!” She snapped

“I wouldn’t because they jumped off the bridge wearing heavy eyeliner, while I’m wearing a tiny bit. So they’re already dead so…” I mumbled as I plopped a dollop of yogurt into the blender.

“You’re right, sorry” My mom cleared and began reading the newspaper “What time are they coming to get you?”

“20 minutes” I sipped my drink and looked at my phone. “Or now, Suga is in the driveway” I smiled

My mom smiled back at me and walked over to me “Behave” She pat my head

                I laughed as she wiped the Chap Stick off the side of my face and lead me to the door and gave me a kiss. I walked out into the drizzling rain and hoped in the car, I got in the back and wedged myself next to Suga as he gave me a peck on the lips. Jungkook stuck his tongue out

“Ewww” He whined and looked out the window.

                Suga and I laughed and kissed again. I was happy to get out of the house, away from doing chores and better yet, got to be with Suga and Jungkook. Along the way Suga and Jungkook began singing trot, Suga turned to me singing at the top of his lungs. I laughed and turned away towards the window which only encouraged him more because before I knew it he was screaming the song right in my ear. I shoved him away playfully and looked out the window, the incoherent screaming stopped and the car was filled with silence. Suga turned to me and laid his hand on my thigh, rubbing my knee with his thumb. I giggled and turned away, I felt the heat in my cheeks rise. Suga chuckled and nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck,

“Sorry guys, traffic” His mom sighed. “Quarter of the way left, hang on in there then you can kiss your girl Suga” She tapped the steering wheel and turned to face us. “How cute” she laughed as Suga kissed my neck.

                To be honest, I was kind of nervous around Suga’s mom. She didn’t really talk to me or to any of us and I wasn’t sure if she approved of me…Did Suga ever talk about me? Does he talk about me? Did he talk about asking me out? Does he talk about kissing me? I HAVE NO IDEA! I was practically internally screaming and I’m pretty sure his mom was too, think about it, your son or daughter brings home their boyfriend or girlfriend and you don’t ever hear about them and don’t