Chapter 5, "Party pt.1"
Light passes through my eyelids, making them warmer than usual. I turn over and bury my face into the pillow, but when I notice that I can't go back to sleep I pull my body up out of the bed. My legs tingle as if they were telling me to lie back down, but I trot down the steps anyway.
I walk inside the bathroom and the lights flash on, I look into the wide square mirror and- holy shit. My recently braided braids were messy, my face had a little bit of dried up drool on it, and my eyes had crust built up all around the outer area. I can't go downstairs, not like this.
I grab my face mask out of my container on the counter and start applying it to my face. While I let it sit on my face I take out my braids and run my fingers through the tight coils. I grab my small brown bottle of oil and pour it on my scalp, I then take my container of moisturizer and rub it in my hair. Afterward, I grab my brush and brush through my tangled hair.
Looking in the mirror now, I can say my hair looks much better. My face however does not, so I peel off the minty facemask and apply my acne face wash.
I wonder if they are still here. I grab my toothpaste and put some onto my toothbrush, afterwards I brush my teeth. I mean they are a band, but quarantine should be their break, right? What am I going to do if they are gone? I spit out the toothpaste and wash my face off. Hopefully, they're still here.
I exit the bathroom and head downstairs and when I smell the breakfast food, it confirms my theory. So they are here.
I dash down the stairs and before I turn the corner, I hear laughing in the kitchen. I hide behind the wall and listen, "Bro, what did you see, you're blushing like crazy!" what did who see? The tea is getting hot today! "Nothing! She was just doing her hair!" She...Are they talking about me? Wait a minute, I thought- "I swear to god if you saw something else you are dead!" Ah, I know that voice, that's Hobi.
He's not killing someone, not on my watch. I walk back up the stairs a bit and come back down, but I make it a bit more obvious. "Hobi~ Where are you?" Rattling is heard in the kitchen, then a response is heard "We're in the kitchen!". I enter the kitchen and there all of them are, except one was blushing violently. He was avoiding eye contact with everyone while biting his bottom lip, his leg was shaking under the table, and he had his arms crossed across his chest. You could recognize how nervous he was.
Jungkook I think? So he's the one that walked in on me doing my hair. I thought he would've acted differently being that his picture was the hottest, but being the youngest I guess he hasn't been around many girls. I keep staring at him until he finally gives in and we lock eyes. I wink and he looks down again, face growing redder. Oh my lord, he is so cute.
"Nova come sit down, we're having breakfast"
I tie my hair up so it doesn't get in the food and go sit down beside Jin. I grab a plate and start piling food on it, "Nova, did you sleep well?" "Yeah, it felt nice. Do you guys got anywhere to go today?" he shakes his head. "I think we have a free schedule for the rest of the week" That's good. I place my plate on the table and start eating.
"We should have a party! Play games and stuff, what do you think Nova?" I look to my left to find Jimin looking directly at me. His suggestive gaze tells me that he doesn't just want to party, so I shake my head. "I don't know about a party Jimin-Oppa" He raises his eyebrow, "Oh come on it'll be fun" It's like he's testing me.
Challenging me even. Well if he wants to challenge me I will gladly accept. "Fine, I'm down. What about today?"
He smiles, "Monnie-Hyung, can we have a party today?" Monnie? Is that supposed to be Namjoon? That's cute, Namjoon nods "I guess so, Jin-Hyung can we order pizza?". Jin scoffs, "So you don't enjoy my food? Fine then!" the others and I laugh at this while Jin pouts. "Don't worry, I enjoy your food" His face immediately lights up, "Nevermind I don't need you guys anyways, I got Nova-ssi" I laugh.
Author's POV|
Nova didn't notice the glares that were given from across the table. The words "I got Nova-ssi" filled one man with anger. In his mind, he decided that it was time to put her in her place. No one was going to come between the boy's bond, especially a stupid girl they found on the street.
In four of the other boy's minds, they were also jealous. Although it was not of Nova, it was of their oldest hyung.
One was raging a bit more than the others, she was originally 'his' in the first place.
Another was angry because they didn't get her first, he promised himself he would get her first. No matter what.
The next was a bit sad but unable to identify why he knew they just met, hell he didn't even speak to her! He still felt a connection to the girl.
The last was intrigued, she wasn't like any girl he had ever met. Most girls just blushed or got flustered when he looked at them, but she made him blush.
The oldest hyung wasn't as innocent either, the compliments made him blush harder than anyone has ever. Usually, he would respond with pure confidence, but with her, it was like she stripped him from his huge ego.
The leader couldn't lie he also was intrigued by Nova. He was the only one that knew she heard their whole conversation in the kitchen, he knew that she was listening. He saw how most of them acted when she was mentioned, it was not even 24 hours yet, but she seems to have most of them hooked. No one really seemed to catch their hearts that quickly.
Poor Nova, she doesn't know what kind of mess she is stuck in.
Nova's POV|
I get up from the table and head for the kitchen to put my plate in the sink, "Hey Nova, can you help me with the stuff for the party?" I turn around to see Namjoon walking up to me. He had on a plain t-shirt with some basketball shorts. I took notice of his thighs, they were bigger than any male thighs. Like he could choke- wait. Am I really thinking about his thighs? Chile- I need Jesus.
"Uh yeah, I will help you! Lemme put my dish in the sink" I shuffle toward the kitchen and note Seokjin washing dishes by himself, "I have another dish for you" I set my plate in the soapy water. "Hey Nova, can you help me with the dishes?" He turns my way, "I wish I could, Namjoon-Oppa asked for my help" he twists back to the sink with his head dropping. "Okay...that's cool, oh and remember you don't have to use honorifics with us, we understand it can be confusing at times"
"Okay," I swing around and step back into the dining room, and notice that he's not there.
I wander into the living room and there he is resting on the sofa. I sit beside him, "So what do you need my help with?" he leans to grabs the pencil and paper off the other end of the couch. "Well first off what are you allergic to?"
"Peanut butter"
"Is that it?"
"Yep" I watch as he writes down a bunch of foods, none of them contained peanut butter.
"Is alcohol okay? If not-"
"It's cool, I drink" He nods, "What kind?" should I go soft or just straight vodka? I can't choose. "I don't really know, whatever you guys want is cool," He scribbles another list filled with drinks. "Alright, I think that's good. Anything else?"
"Nope"