[Haeun's pov]

  Am I imagining or something? I might have been delusional, since I was tired at that time... But it looked like a small smile.. I thought while I was eating breakfast. Or maybe I am delusional... Ugh... Haeun, just forget it. It wasn't a smile. You'll see, he's still the same pain in the bum. I tried to convince myself.

  I looked at the clock, that was hanging on the wall, and it showed 7.47a.m. I cursed and quickly got my phone and backpack. I'll be late because of Jongkook!

  Fortunately, I wasn't late. Everyone was in high spirits, because it was Friday. I've already been here in South Korea for four days... I thought and remembered my family and friends.

  As I was sitting in my seat in the English class, I overheard a conversation between Jimin and Suga, who were sitting behind me.

 "So did you ask your cousin?" Jimin whispered to Suga.

 "Yeah, he said he will let us in if we promise not to do anything bad, like pick a fight or something." Suga whispered back.

 "Yes!" Jimin howled loudly, catching everyone's attention and the teacher wasn't pleased.

 "Min Yoongi and Park Jimin, mind telling us about what were you talking?" the teacher said as she glared at the guys behind me.

 "W-w-we were t-t-talking a-about..." Suga tried to come up with excuse.

 "SpongeBob!" Jimin shouted and everyone started laughing in the classroom as Suga hit Jimin on the head.

 "You shouldn't talk about cartoons in class. Can we resume to study?" the teacher asked as she glared at Jimin and Suga once again and the guys quickly nodded their heads.

 "I'm going to kill you.." Suga whispered to Jimin in a really scary voice that sent shivers down my spine.

  The bell rang and everyone, except me and BTS, stormed out of the classroom.

 "Ha! You got caught!" Hoseok teased Suga and Jimin as we were walking down the hall to the next class.

 "It was Jimin's fault!" Suga yelled as he hit Jimin's head again.

 "Hey!... It hurts..." Jimin said as he rubbed his head to ease the pain.

 "So were Yoongi's cousin will let you in?" I asked, since I was wondering about that, even though I already had thought of some things.

 "It will be Namjoon's birthday, so we wanted to ask Yoongi's cousin if he would let us celebrate it in his club." Suga explained. That's what I thought...

 "Is there something involved illegal?"

 "Of course there's none!" Jimin beamed.

 "Oh, by the way, when is your birthday?" Jin asked and the others looked at me curiously.

 "I was born on 26th of September."

 "Oh, so it is just a couple of weeks later. How will you celebrate it?" Hoseok asked. How will I celebrate it?..

 "I don't really know.. It will be close to weekend too. I guess I'll go shopping for a gift for myself and that's it pretty much it." I answered.

 "We will think about what we should do on your birthday." Jin said with a smile. "And how old you'll be turning?"

 "17." I said and the bell rang, so we quickly went to the Math class before the teacher came.

 "Haeun?" Jin called my name as we all sat at our usual table in the cafeteria. This time I was eating a steak. I hummed while I was chewing a piece of steak. "I didn't ask you earlier - are you free this evening?"

 "Yeah. And?"

 "The party for Namjoon is today, so we were wondering if you'll come."

 "You want for me to come?" I asked as I looked from one to other at the table.

 "Of course! You're our friend!" Hoseok beamed.

 "You really think of me as your friend?" I asked again.

 "Yeah." Jin chuckled as he ruffled my hair.

 "Yah!.." I pouted as I tried to get away from Jin. "Stop it! I hate when people touch my hair! My friends always did that to me."

 "No can do." Jin said with a teasing smile and I sat there with a pout while he continued to ruffle my hair.

 "You're cute when you're pouting." Jimin said with a wink while I slightly slapped Jin's hands away from my hair.

 "No, I'm not." I said still trying to not let Jin's hands to her hair.

  Suddenly the bell rang stopping Jin from ruffling my hair. I quickly got up from my seat, slung my backpack on my shoulder and stuck out my tongue at Jin as he chuckled and quickly went to the next class which was Arts.

  When I was finally back at my apartment, I changed to my casual clothes - a white, slightly see-through t-shirt and black sweatpants - and went to get something to eat. I only had some apples, so I had to be satisfied with them and went to watch TV.

  Suddenly my phone, which was in the pocket of my sweatpants, buzzed, indicating that I got a text message.

 Jin: I forgot to tell you that we'll pick you up at 7p.m.

 Me: Okay! See you then ^^

  I put down my phone on the coffee table and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It showed 5.53p.m. I guess I should start getting ready.. I thought while getting up from the couch and went to my bedroom.

  When it was about 7p.m I was already dressed up and my hair and make up was done. I was dressed in this; my hair was let out of the ponytail, that it was earlier in, I just slightly curled the ends; my make up was really simple - classic smokey eye, little bit of bronzer and blush and a lip.

  Suddenly the doorbell rang startling me. I quickly went to open the door.

 "Hey-" Jimin couldn't even end the sentence. All of BTS were there and they looked at me from head to toe.

 "Do I look weird or something?" I asked as I opened the door wider.

 "No, you are gorgeous.." Jin complimented me and I couldn't help but blush. He was blushing too, but he lowered his head so no one could notice.

 "You look good too.." I mumbled. He wasn't looking good, he was handsome! Even though he was wearing a simple black v-neck and dark wash jeans, he looked dashing!

 "Hey! I look good too!" Jimin whined which woke me up from the session of swooning over Jin.

 "Of course you do. All of you are handsome!" I beamed. I wasn't lying; they were dressed in a casual manner - simple jeans and v-necks or t-shirts - but they were just handsome! 

 "Okay, we have to go." Suga said and I took my clutch and we all went to the parking lot, where a black somewhat van-looking car was parked.

  The ride just took 10 minutes. I was sitting between Jongkook and Hoseok, Suga was sitting in the front seat and Namjoon and Jimin were sitting behind me. All the ride they were cracking up some jokes, some were boring and some were absolutely hilarious. If you were wondering who was driving; it was Jin.

  We all exited the car and it looked like we were standing outside of a club. The bouncers let us in without even questioning who are we. I guess the guys are known here, since it's Suga's cousin's club..

  When we entered the club, the smell of alcohol immediately hit me. I was walking next to Jin, so I guess he figured out that I wasn't feeling comfortable, since he slung his arm around my shoulders protectively.

  Suga led the way to one of empty booths next to the dance floor. A lot of people were dancing and about the same amount was at the bar. We took our seats and it somehow happened, that I was seated between Jin and Jongkook.

 "So have you been in a club before?" Jimin, who was sipping his drink as he was sitting in front of me across the table, asked and somehow I managed to hear him through the deafening music.

 "Yeah, I have been to clubs before in New York with my friends. But as I can see the clubs in South Korea are different from the ones I went to back at home." I answered while I looked around.

 "What's the difference?" Hoseok, who was sitting on Jimin's left, asked.

 "Well, how do I say it? Here is a little bit conservative. And I mean just a little bit." I said and shuddered as I remembered the things I experienced in the clubs back at home. erts.. Ugh..

 "Hey, do you want to go on the dance floor?" Namjoon asked.

 "Not now, but maybe later." I answered.

  I did dance a couple times with Jin, with Namjoon, with Hoseok. And of course, with Jimin too. About an hour later, some of the guys were getting a little bit tipsy. Only I, Jin and Jongkook didn't drink any alcohol.

 "I'm going to the restroom." I said to Jin as I got up from my seat, but was stopped when he grabbed my wrist in a manly but gentle manner.

 "I can go with you if you want. You don't know what kind of guys are here." Jin said and looked at me worriedly.

 "No, I'll be okay. The restroom is near here." I said with a reassuring smile and Jin hesistingly let go of my wrist.

  I went to the restroom without problems, but the way back to our booth wasn't that great.

  A guy - definitely drunk - approached me.

 "Babe, do you wanna go home with me?" the guy asked and leaned towards me snaking his free hand around my waist as a bottle of beer was in the other one. This one is straight to the point.

 "No, not really." I said as I tried to get his hand off of my waist.

 "I know you're lying.." the guy said as he kissed my neck and d my .

 "She's not lying." someone freed me from the drunk guy's hold. I looked up and saw Jongook's face really close to mine.

 "And who are you to know that?" the drunk guy said as he took a big gulp from the bottle of beer in his hand.

 "Her boyfriend." Jongkook said sternly and the drunk guy scurried away. "Sorry, I had to say that so he would give up." Jongkook now looked at me worriedly.

 "No, it's okay." I said and a dark shade of pink crept up my neck to my cheeks, but it wasn't noticeable because of the darkness in the area that we were in, as I shifted a little bit from Jongkook as he was really close.

 "He didn't do anything to you, right?" Jongkook asked as he scanned me from head to toe with his eyes. Why is he so worried about me?

 "N-No, I'm okay.." I answered as I lowered my eyes.

 "You're here?" a voice said behind us and I turned around to see Jin.

 "Yeah, I found her." Jongkook said and took his hands off of my shoulders. I wasn't really lost or gone...

 "Let's go. I already got the guys in the car." Jin said and we walked out of the club.

  The ride home was a lot more silent, since the only ones awake were me and Jin.

  Jongkook was like a totally different person...

 "Is something wrong?" Jin asked startling me from my thoughts.

 "No.." I answered while looking at my hands that were on my lap.

 "Did something happen while I was taking care of the guys?" Jin asked again. Should I tell him?.. No, I shouldn't.. Or should I?..

 "Yes. A guy harassed me.." the words left my lips before I realized it.

 "Are you okay? Did he do something to you?" Jin immediately pulled over to the side of the road and started asking me questions frantically while he scanned me from head to toe with his eyes like Jongkook did earlier.

 "I'm okay, don't worry." I said as I was looking at him wide eyed.

 "I shouldn't have asked you to come with us.." Jin suddenly pulled me in a hug as he said it. The sudden skinship made me blush. "I really shouldn't have.." Jin said feeling guilty.

 "No, it's really okay.." I said as I wrapped my arms around Jin's torso. "Jongkook helped me." I said and suddenly Jin let me go.

 "He did?" he asked me with a confused expression.

 "Yes, but I couldn't thank him because you came to tell us that we can go home." I explained. Jin looked at sleeping Jongkook, who was sitting behind us.

 "He really did?" he asked still looking at Jongkook.

 "Yes and I'm really grateful to him." I said and looked at Jongkook too. "I know it's weird, but something has gotten into him."

  After a few minutes of talking about Jongkook' s weird behavior, the car finally moved.

 "Thanks." I said when Jin pulled over next to the apartment complex I lived in. He looked so guilty. "It's not your fault.. And as you can see, no harm was made." I smiled as I exited the car. "Be sure to take care of the guys. Bye!" I said and after Jin said his goodbye I closed the car door and the car zoomed off.

  When I was back at my apartment, I took a long hot shower and went straight to the bed. What's with Jongkook?... Maybe that ghost smile when BTS visited was real?.. I thought and drifted to sleep.

[A/N]

A DOUBLE UPDATE!!! 

I think that deserves a a round of applause..

I have to deal with too many Jin feels after writing this chapter...

  Fact #3: I'm weird (like that hadn't been said too much). One moment I'm a ball of happiness, other - I'm a huge blob of tears or I just don't feel or do anything. I think I've been like that since the deaths of my loved ones. Now that I think about it after my grandmother's death I was like that, but the 'mood swings' (as I call them) weren't that - let's say - noticeable to me. But after my father's death my condition did worsen. And after my grandfather's death, I was broke psychologically, but it wasn't that noticeable to people around me (I think..).

  DISCLAIMER: I don't want your pity. It's just, when I write, I sort out my feelings and thoughts.

  Bye!♥