CHAPTER 31

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"Hey, that's my place! Get out." Taehyung yelled. I was still with my eyes closed, I didn't want to wake up yet, my bed was one of the most comfortable places. I turned myself around, trying to feel comfortable, even though I was surrounded by chaos.

I felt a body on top of mine, I whined, trying to push it away.

"Hey, don't push me. We're all friends." Jungkook said, between his heavy breathing. When the weight of the body intensified, I decided to come back to reality.

The sunlight blinded me for a few seconds. When my eyes adjusted, I looked around me. Their eyes fixed on me.

I let out a long, tired sight.

"Taetae, what the hell are you doing? Get off." I tried to sound nicely, but it came rude. I couldn't blame myself, it wasn't the best awakening, after all. I pushed him down. "What were you doing?"

"Taehyung was trying to push me out of the bed." The youngest protested.

"I'm the only boy who can sleep next to her." Taehyung crossed his arms.

"I'm his best friend, too." Junkook stuck his tongue out.

"You slept next to me?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, I fall sleep,too, after the talk, eventually."

"Mmm, you've a point."

"Hey, what are you talking about? He knows something I don't know about?"

I could only laugh at Taehyung's childish behaviour.

"Where's Hoseok?" Both of them looked down at the end of my bed. I moved towards Hoseok mattress. His face was looking at us, his hair covering his eyes. I could tell he was sleeping by his rhythmic breath.

"Should we wake hyung up?" Jungkook asked. I shook my head.

"Let him sleep some more, we can make breakfast for everyone."

"Even for your parents and your sister?" Taehyung's eyes were glowing along his boxy smile.

"Yeah, Taetae. Com'on."

JIN

I sat on the bench in front of the pool, my own therapist following me.

"I gave her a piece of cake." I smiled weakly. Even if my actions were cute, I couldn't help but doubt them.

"You've to be proud of yourself, you made the first step. She'll come around after this." He caressed my thigh.

"I don't know if I want her around yet. I'm sure she still has feelings for me-"

"And it's understandable." Namjoon cut me off. "She's young and you're handsome." I giggled. "But now seriously, Jinnie, talk to her, please. She needs you."

"No, she doesn't, she has other friends. She can live without me." I looked straight at the water, forms appearing due to  the soft night breeze.

"Every friendship is different and unique."

"But what if I hurt her? What if she confesses- No, she already did." Namjoon sighed. I knew all this 'fight' was driving him crazy, at some point. I had no doubts I looked like a fool in his eyes.

"Hyung, you're already hurting her. You both can talk about your feelings, I'm sure she'll understand. It's not easy, I know, but avoiding her it's not the solution, give her an explanation, at least, she deserves it. You're behaving like a kid. If I were you, I would apologize and explain myself,  tell her which are the reasons that lead me to behave that way. I would listen to her as well and not run away, avoiding all the problems." I knew he wasn't judging me for my actions, he was only trying to help me, like a good friend would do. He was my best friend, but even knowing all of this I felt attacked and my pride was hurt.

"But you aren't me, Namjoon!" I stand up, suddenly. I closed my fists, my blood boiling, not letting me think straight. "I'm sorry I'm not as smart as you. Not everyone has your brain, neither your 148 IQ". Anger all over my body.

"Come on, Seokjin. You need to fix it before it's too late." He ignored what I said about him, he knew I didn't mean it, not at all.

"I don't want to fix anything Namjoon, stop being a burden!" I looked at him, I could notice the veins of my neck throbbing, my eyes filling with tears. I didn't want to talk about that. I didn't want to fight with him, that was the last thing I needed.

"Why are you so negative about all this situation?" He was looking straight into my eyes, ignoring, once again, what I said. He was a good friend, he helped me without getting mad at the things I said. I held his stare until I gave up and looked away, a tear rolling down my cheek. I was gratetful that life put him in my way, truly.

"Jin." I looked at him for a second, before looking at the grass again.

"Are you sure you don't feel anything for her?" He frowned.

I looked at him, I didn't know what to say, I frowned, too. My feelings, I didn't think about my feelings at all. I felt something for her? I liked her? I was attracted to-

"Hey, stop it! Are you trying to play with my mind? Of course I don't and of course I won't! She's only a. . . friend, if I can say we're that now." I whispered the last part. I looked at him again, no more tears threatened to leave my eyes.

"It's okay, Jin. You're able to like someone and fall in love with them." Namjoon got closer. He put his hand on my shoulder. "There's something you aren't telling me? Anything you want to share?"

I shook my head. "You know everything, I've nothing else to say. If you'll excuse me. . ." I turned myself around, only for Namjoon to grab my arm.

"Promise me you'll think about it, at least. Please, one more time. Don't think about if you like her or not, think about how she needs your friendship and how you need hers." I sighed, but nodded. When he let go of me, I walked upstairs to my room, with my brain about to explode.

I took off my shirt, throwing it on the floor. I did the same with my pants. I went to bed, I lay down only with my boxers. I ran a hand through my hair, I knew it would be a long night. My thoughts were my own nightmares.