Jennie's POV

"Are you sure nothing is wrong Jennie? You have been spacing out lately after Bangtan last came here in our dorm," Jisoo unnie asked as we were having our breakfast.

"Just a little tired unnie," I told her and I tried to brush off the knowing smirk showing on Lisa's face while Chaeyoung seemed a little pre-occupied as well.

It has been two days since the night when Taehyung, Jimin, and Yoongi oppa came, but I am still restless. The kiss that we shared still lingers on my mind.

After the kiss, Kim Taehyung started stuttering and words seem to stick in my throat too. We actually ended up not talking with each other after.

I jumped a few feet away from him and he does the same.

The atmosphere was weird and we were both silent, shocked about what just happened.

Nobody dared to speak. And all can be heard is the loud beating of my heart. Well, at least for me.

Silence.

It was after an hour that he suddenly spoke.

"Don't you wanna sleep?" he asked, his face flushed the same way as mine and I started rambling.

"Yeah, ah, I mean, okay," I answered before slowly moving as I situate myself properly on my bed - laying on the left side, a little farther away from where he was seated.

My eyes wandered at him, cheeks blushing and the awkwardness still floating within the atmosphere.

It was your fault, Jennie. Why the fuck do you have to kiss him?!

I wanted to mentally scold myself for my actions. And I wanted to scold myself even more because I am confused as to why I did it in the first place.

Kim Taehyung is my senior, a friend of my best friend's boyfriend. And more importantly, I see him as both my friend and enemy. Not quite sure how that is possible but that's how it is.

I see him in so many ways even I am starting to question myself.

My eyes caught the uncomfortable position he was in and I suddenly felt bad. I knew for a fact that he was here with me because he's scared of what I will do to his friend and I know he's almost sacrificing himself so the two can talk.

"You, do you wanna sleep with me?" I asked and the moment I saw his eyes widened, my brows furrowed at his reaction. The slow movement of his Adam's apple didn't get passed through my eyes.

And that's when I realized how the words I just mumbled really sounded.

"No! Not like that!" I told him as I try to desperately wave my hands in denial. "I mean, do you wanna lay down on the bed while you wait or something," I tried explaining but I was so sure my cheeks were already burning red in embarrassment.

Oh God, Jennie. You really are so so stupid.

"Oh," he exclaimed, cheeks also burning red and I'm just so glad I'm not alone on this dilemma I'm currently in deep shit with, "Yeah, I mean, of course. I want to sleep with you," he stuttered and both our eyes widened at his word. "Fuck, I mean, no. Not just sleeping, oh shit!"

Soft chuckles escaped my lips as I watch his bewildered state.

"I get it, GUCCI," I cut him off before we ended up being in an entirely even more chaotic conversations.

A long sigh escaped his lips.

My body stiffened a little when I felt him sit on the right side of my bed, gently tucking in his lower body as his back rested on my headboard. So now, he was sitting on my right while I lay down on his left.

If my body is stiff, I was so sure he was stone cold. From a few inches beside her, I can actually feel how he is almost not breathing, careful to make any movement beside me.

At that, I almost wanted to burst into fits of laughter.

"Breathe Taehyung. I won't be able to carry you if you suddenly pass out in here," I teased while I look up to him and he was staring down at me, his cheeks flushing and I had to pull the blanket closer to my cheeks to stop myself from cooing.

For a few seconds, I felt him relaxed a little until he was already smiling.

"What are you smiling at?" I scoffed at him and I was startled when I felt his right hand reached for my hair.

His movement was so natural and the smile on his face makes me think that he isn't even aware of how his action is affecting me.

"Nothing. I just remember how my sister would also come into my room and lie down like this whenever I am home. She'd ask me to tell her stories about my tours and she'd lie down like how you were doing right now," he cheerfully stated and I was shocked to see how his demeanor can easily turn a hundred eighty degrees in a flash.

However, seeing how happy he looked with his eyes gleaming like stars are inside them, I didn't have the courage to stop him when he started stroking my hair as if petting me or something.

I gulped.

Why do I find this situation weird yet sweet at the same time?

"Do you miss her? I mean them, your family?" I asked him.

I am never someone who had problems with regards to being away from my family. My mom can simply see me whenever she wants and I do the same. I have lived in New Zealand when I was younger and I guess being homesick was a problem I have overcome since I was younger. Besides, I don't have any siblings to miss. Sometimes I wonder how it feels to have a sibling. I guess that's actually one of the reasons why I was protective of my members - because I treat them more like my sisters, my family.

There are times that I know I'm overstepping my boundaries but can you blame me? Seeing my members breaking down in front of me is something I can't easily accept. When they are hurt, I am hurting twice. When they are sad, I am even sadder.

He looked at me kindly and I swear I saw his lower lips quiver I almost wanted to sit and pull him for a hug to make him feel better.

I watch him as he tried to avoid my gaze, his other hand still on my hair as I heard him lowly whisper, "Every day..."

I bite my lower lip in frustration.

Why am I getting so affected?

"I wish I know the feeling, so I can relate. But hey, if you need someone, even though I normally scowl at you, I can be a good listener too" I told him and he just smiled. Even I was surprised at my own words.

He was smirking but thank God he didn't tease me about it.

And that's how our night went on. Both of us sharing and it amazes me how I can easily share my deepest worries about him. Every little thing. I even feel like I've shared more with him than I did with the girls and I don't want to freak out actually.

I was too comfortable I didn't even realize that I was already facing his direction as we talk.

It was two hours maybe that I started feeling sleepy.

If it was a dream or not, I wasn't sure but a strange memory had been bothering me since the next day I woke up.

"Good night GUCCI. I'm glad I have you..."

Those words, they keep on repeating on my mind on replay. Whether it was him or just a part of my imagination, I don't know.

"Yah!" I glared at Lisa when she took my other pancake breaking me off from my reminiscing trance but the younger beauty only gave me a peace sign, I just shake my head in defeat.

I was busy eating my remaining food when I heard the sound of my phone beeping, indicating that a message just came in. And holy moly, the adrenaline started pumping within me after realizing who just sent me a message.

"We're going back tomorrow, GUCCI. I know you miss me so rooftop, tomorrow night, aye?"

Reading his message made my heart flutter but seeing my own response made me wanna pinch my own cheeks.

"I'm not meeting you if you don't have my sweets, aye? And yeah, if you GUCCI me, then I guess I GUCCI you too? :)

Fuck, I'm a mess. All your fault, Kim Taehyung