Chapters 1 to 19 have been re edited.
In other words there are changes so it's best to read from the start because you might experience confusion and you will miss out on some stuff if you just continue ahead without going back.
It's up to you.
I'm just trying to improve my work and doing my part in notifying you.
Enjoy💜

-Two days later at the park-
-10 February,Thursday-

You run over to a bench and smile proudly.

Stella: Hehe...
It seems like I'm getting some more black coffee:)
He's probably still down the street.

Jimin: Think again;)

You jump a bit as you see Jimin with a smile on his face.

Stella: You're here?!
How did you---

He smirks and puts his hands on his hips.

Jimin: Because I'm just that cool;)
And I've been running longer than you.
Essentially you're a little baby chick and you still have to learn.
But fear not---
With enough practice and me helping you...
You'll improve in no time.
You'll turn from a baby chick to a mighty fearsome hen!
Or well from a lioness to a fearsome one since I'm a baby chick as you said.
So lioness to fearsome lioness!*eye smile and dimple*

Stella: Whatever you say,Master.

He blinks surprised.

Jimin: Did you just call me "Master"?

Stella: Yah,what about it?

He smiles showing his only dimple.

Jimin: Nothing...it's nothing...
I don't mind you calling me that...
I just prefer that you call me by my name or the nickname you gave me...
The reason is...
For some people...
Calling a guy "Master" has another meaning...

You stare at him for a few seconds and then your downturned chocolate brown eyes slowly widen in understanding.

Jimin: It seems like you understand now,right?

Stella: Y...yes...I'll refrain from calling you that!

Jimin starts laughing and you feel your cheeks warm.

Stella: Why are you laughing?
( ' • • )

Jimin: Because you're just too cute;)

Stella: Whatever you say*laugh*
Jimin?

Jimin: Yes,what is it?

Stella: Well...uhm...it...

Jimin: It's about the evidence thing,right?

Stella: Yes...yes...it...is...

Jimin: Hey...don't worry about it...
We're all working hard on trying to find everything that could help your case...

Stella: Yes,I know...
But officer Yeong said we should get as much evidence and witnesses as possible...
The only witness I have is Yoongi...
We haven't gotten any evidence yet...
We're all working so hard...but we found nothing...absolutely nothing...
What if we don't get the necessary evidence and witnesses and then the thugs get released because there's nothing to prove what they did?

Jimin: That won't happen...
We'll make sure it doesn't happen.
So don't worry...okay?

Stella: You're right.

He smiles.

Jimin: Well...what did you expect?
I am pretty wise;)

You playfully scoff at him.

Stella: Yah,so wise that you drink multiple glasses of red wine everyday.

Jimin: Of course.
It tastes great.
Has health benefits.
And it's my most favourite colour.
So what's not to like?

Stella: I have no idea...
I've only ever tried white wine and liked it but rarely drink it as I'm not much of a drinker.
I haven't tried red wine yet...

He jumps. His chocolate brown eyes wide.

Jimin: Please tell me you're joking...

Stella: ...

Jimin: OMG...
You're being serious.

He stands up straight with his hands on his hips as he smiles and puffs out his chest.

Jimin: Well,pretty lady...
Luckily I know a lot about wines.
And I'm making it my mission to help you try the best ones.

Stella: Wow...
I'm excited to try them out.
So not only do you know a lot about flowers,you're a sky diving instructor,you own a motorcycle,you can also drive a car...but you also know a lot about wines too?
What else are you hiding?*chuckle*

Jimin: There are many things you still have to learn about me and the others.
But I guess you'll just have to find out on your own,princess lioness;)
I can't be showing you all my cards at the same time,right?
I have to maintain some mysteriousness.

He says flicking the front of your favorite black baseball cap that you're wearing and wear every day.
You smile.

Jimin: But for now we should go home...it's going to start snowing again.
Also it's getting late...

Stella: We could also do some more digging when we get home.

Jimin: Yah,it's Friday tomorrow...so we'll have the whole weekend.

Stella: Yah,so let's get going.

-Time skip-

The two of us run around the apartment building's entrance to the underground parking lot.
We slow to a stop infront of the building both of us a little out of breath.
We walk to and inside the building and as we're about to head for the elevators.

Stranger: Hey!!!! Jimin! Isn't that you?!

The two of us stop as we hear someone calling Jimin.
We look and see a man wearing a wide smile on his face.
Jimin smiles.

Jimin: Dave?

The man smiles and approaches.
The two of them hug and I patiently wait as I watch.
They break the hug both smiling.

Jimin: What are you doing here?
I thought you said you'd only come back next month.

The man smiles shaking his head.

Stranger: I was but my wife wanted us and our kids to come for vacation here since I got a business offer.
She thought it was the perfect opportunity and I thought so too since I could meet my favorite skydiving instructor*smile*

Jimin smiles.
The man looks at you with a warm smile.

Stranger: And who's this?
Your girlfriend perhaps?

Your eyes widen and you blush.
Jimin chuckles looking at your expression.

Jimin: Ah. I wish*eye smile and dimple*

Stella: 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

Jimin: She's my newest friend.
My best friend.
Met her 2 weeks and 2 days ago.
Unfortunately her apartment building burned down.

The man looks at you.

Stranger: Ah. I heard yah.
It was all the owner's fault and you tenants didn't get any compensation.

You nod.

Stella: Yep.

Stranger: I'm really sorry to hear all that happened to you.
I hope you're doing well.

You nod again.

Stella: I am.
Thanks to chick and the others.
I'm staying with them till I get back on my feet.

The man raises an eyebrow.

Stella: Jimin.
That's one of my nicknames for him-
Oh.
Uh.
This isn't professional huh?
I'm probably embarrassing you*a little embarrassed*

Jimin shakes his head with a smile.

Jimin: It's fine.
You could never embarrass me.

He lightly flicks the front of your cap with a smile.
You blush.
The man smiles.

Stranger: I see you two are definitely best friends.
You two became best friends in such a short time.
Amazing.

Jimin nods smiling.

Jimin: Of course.
She's amazing.

You blush even more.
Jimin chuckles.

Stella: *clearing throat*
Well uh.
You two probably have some things to discuss so I'll just.

You point over your shoulder to where the elevators are while looking at them.

Jimin: Sure.
I'll be right up,lioness*wink*

You nod and quickly hurry off to the elevator you all usually take.
Jimin chuckles watching you go and the man smiles watching you two.
The elevator doors close.

Stranger: It's really hard to believe that you two are just friends.
Best friends.
You two could easily get mistaken as a couple for how comfortable you two clearly are around each other.

Jimin looks at him and nods.

Jimin: Yah,but I don't mind.
Anyways let's discuss when you're gonna come in for some skydiving.

The man nods.

-On the fifth floor where the apartment is-

The elevator doors open and you climb out with a flushed face.

Stella: He really likes teasing me*hands on face*
*sighs and takes hands off face*
I should head inside before he appears and makes me turn into a tomato.
That was seriously embarrassing;_;

You walk over to the door and open it entering the apartment.
You close it behind you.
You walk over to the couch taking your backpack off and place it down.
You sit down on the couch with a tired sigh.
You look at Taehyung who's on the other side of the livingroom looking at his tablet and Jin's sitting next to him on the couch looking like he's asleep.

Stella: Where are the others?

Taehyung: Mhm...
In their rooms,out running errands,trying to find proof and still at work...

Stella: Tae?

Taehyung: Mhm?

He says still looking at his tablet.

Stella: You've been staring at that tablet for a while now...
Have you found anything useful?

Taehyung: That's just it...

He puts his tablet down and looks at you.

Taehyung: I've found nothing...
Literally nothing!
Not a shred of proof!
I thought that I'd at least find something with my skills...
But nothing regarding your case or anything of use to us came up.
I thought that there would at least be something.

He looks at the floor.

Taehyung: Am I missing something?
There has to be something,right?
There can't be nothing!
Maybe I'm not trying hard enough...
I need to dig deeper...think harder...
I have to find something---

Stella: That's enough. Seriously. It's enough!

He looks at you confused and surprised.

Taehyung: What?

Stella: You guys are going crazy to solve my case!
And it's affecting you guys badly.
You guys aren't getting enough sleep.
You guys aren't eating properly!
You all are overworked!
You guys don't rest like you should!
AND!
On top of that!
I get told to rest and not worry about my case!
That all of you will take care of it!
Well!
It's MY case!
And I want to help solve it!

Taehyung: But-

Stella: No buts!

You jump up from the couch and stomp over to him as he's still sitting.

Stella: No more researching for the rest of the day until 8am tomorrow.
You're all going to eat properly! Get some REAL sleep!
I haven't gotten the chance to cook because Yoongi keeps saying he'll do it but this time I'll do the cooking.
And I'll make the most delicious,most healthy dinner ever!
And you all are going to eat it!
If you guys don't! I'll drag you here and force feed you all!
You're all going to bed early to get a proper full 8 hours of sleep!
Do I make myself clear?!

Taehyung: Uh...yah...crystal...
clear...*terrified*

Namjoon: I think we all get the idea...

You look over your shoulder at the door and see the rest of the guys standing there.
Namjoon's in his security guard uniform.

Namjoon: So no need to scare my best friend...okay?

Stella: Y...yah...

How can he look like THAT?!

Is it the uniform?! Or is it just him in the uniform?! Or maybe just him?!

Questions and no answers!!!

Wow! He looks so nice!

I bet he smells nice too...

I mean I know he does but I'm sure he smells even better or maybe the same but still doesn't deviate from the fact that he smelled amazing.

Stella: *proceeds to day dream about Namjoon*

As you're daydreaming while looking at him he looks at you.

Namjoon: ...
...
Wait...
Is she staring at me?
Seems she likes staring...
Wait...
Is that spit coming out of the corner of her mouth?
Hey.

Stella: Mhm?*snaps out of it*

Namjoon: You...have...a little something at the corner of your mouth.

He says knowing exactly why you're drooling:)
You bring your left hand to the corner of your mouth.

...

I'm drooling!!!! ( ○ _ ○ )

While you're are trying to figure out what's going on Jimin doesn't seem too happy about the current situation...
Namjoon doesn't say anything,but continues looking at you.

Uh...What should I say?!?!?

This is embarrassing!!!

Stella: Well...I...

Jungkook: I know exactly what's going on ^^

You both look at him.

Jungkook: Miss Stella is drooling because---
Just like me she's hungry!:)

Jimin: I don't think she's hungry for food...
Why is she even drooling over him?!?!
I'm much more appetizing!

You look at Namjoon.

Stella: Yah...I'm just a little hungry...
So I'll go and cook some dinner for us all.

Yoongi: I'll cook dinner and you can go rest.

Hoseok looks at him.

Hoseok: Didn't you hear what she said a few minutes ago?
We should all listen to her.

Stella: Yah,let me cook for you guys.
You all get to do the cooking so let me do it tonight?

Not Namjoon though for reasons that I still don't know aside from what Jin said about how Namjoon accidentally breaks things because of his strength.

Stella: Since I'm living with you guys...I should also be allowed to help around here.
It would help me feel more at home too...

Yoongi: Okay*chin dimple*

Stella: *might die*

Compose yourself for Christ sake;_;

It's just his chin dimple T^T

His tiny,adorable chin dimple ahhhh! T_T

Yoongi: You can help if you want...but don't force yourself.

I look at him while crossing my arms over my chest and shaking my head.

Stella: Says one of the seven who is forcing himself when he knows he is tired.

He laughs and smiles.

Yoongi: You got me there!:)
So let's go to the kitchen so you can start cooking:)

Jungkook: What's wrong with Jin hyung?

Taehyung stands up closing and placing down his tablet as he looks at Jin who's still in the same position that he was when you arrived.
Taehyung then shrugs.

Taehyung: He's been like that since I arrived here...
Naturally I didn't ask the reason because it's most likely something small and not important.

Jin: Not important?

All of us turn to look at Jin...still sitting on the couch looking like something terrible happened and that what Tae said made him think about it.
He raises his head and slowly gets up with a frown.

Jin: NOT IMPORTANT?!?!?
Don't make me laugh,Taehyung!
We haven't gotten any evidence and we're trying so hard!!!!
AND WORST OF ALL---
Look at my face ;_;
It's flaky like some old pastry due to all the stress and lack of sleep!
I'm not handsome anymore!!!!!!!

Taehyung: Jin,your face doesn't look like a flaky pastry...

Jin blinks.

Jin: It doesn't?*sniff*

Taehyung: No,it doesn't...

Jin smiles.

Taehyung: It looks very dry and a little cracked too...

Jin tears up and sniffles.

Yoongi: Tae,don't...
Poor Jin is actually sad,worried and stressed.

Jin: NAMJOON! ;_;

He rushes over to Namjoon jumping on the coffee table and running over it before jumping over the couch.
Namjoon's eyes widen as Jin basically slams against him when he hugs him.
Namjoon blinks not saying anything.

Jin: I look like a flaky pastry*sniff*
*getting all his snot and tears on Namjoon*

Namjoon: *sigh*
There goes my only clean uniform...

He looks at Taehyung with a serious expression as Jin continues clinging to him.

Namjoon: Taehyung!

Taehyung jumps.

Taehyung: W...what?...

Namjoon: Apologize to Jin.

Taehyung: But----

He sighs as he walks over.
He lifts his leg over the couch and then swings his other leg over standing next to Jin.
He looks at the floor.

Taehyung: Hey,Jin...
I'm sorry for saying your face looks like a flaky pastry...
Even though I was just being honest...

He says the last sentence in a whisper.

Jin: *sniffffffffffffffffffff*

Taehyung: I'm sorry...okay?
I just said it to annoy you.
You know I like annoying you.
While that's true I was partly being truthful when I mentioned his face but I'm not gonna repeat that because he'll weep like a mother that just lost her child or something.

Jin: ...

Namjoon: ......................................

Taehyung puts his right hand on Jin's left shoulder.

Taehyung: Jin...?

Jungkook: Jin hyung?

Jin: *sniffles* Y...yah?

Jungkook: I'm sure that Taehyung hyung didn't mean to upset you...
Right,Taehyung hyung?

Taehyung: Yah...I didn't...
I was just trying to annoy you.

Jungkook: See...
Taehyung hyung didn't mean to upset you...
Please don't cry,Jin hyung...
Your handsome face will get ruined...

Jin: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All of you look surprised at the sight of Namjoon putting his arm around Jin...giving him a tight squeeze...
It seems a little awkward...like he's scared he'll do something wrong.
Well...Taehyung did mention that Namjoon isn't the affectionate type and even without anyone saying it's pretty obvious.
So it's understandable why he seems a little awkward at the moment...
You of course asked why he so reserved...
Hinting at why he is like he is despite remembering what Jin said because you're honestly curious.
Tae said that you'll see one day...
All the others said the same...
Seems like they respect each other especially Namjoon a lot...
So much that they won't even tell you something that they think he should tell you himself.
Everyone has secrets,right?
Those secrets will be revealed in time.
Their respect for Namjoon made you grow closer with them and made you appreciate and respect them even more.
Namjoon gives an awkward pat on Jin's back and then lets his hand fall to his side as he doesn't know what to say.

Namjoon: Uh...don't cry...okay...
Uhm...you're handsome...okay?
Don't cry...as Kook said...you'll ruin your face like that...

Jungkook: Yes,Jin hyung...
What about your fans?

Jin: My fans?
Taehyung said my face looks like a flaky pastry...
So no one will like me anymore...*sniff*
Not my company...not my fans...
*sniff* They'll just move onto the next big thing and forget I ever existed...

Stella: No...no...they won't...

Namjoon looks at you as Jin continues hugging him.

Stella: No,they won't...

Jin: And how do you know? Have you ever modeled before?

Stella: No...I haven't...
But I know it's not an easy job to do.
And they can't just replace you,Jin.
You're irreplaceable...

You're so busy trying to get through to Jin that you don't see Namjoon is smiling...
That he is smiling at you!
The fucking dimples are showing more too!!!!! AHHHH!!!!!! T^T

Stella: And if they did get someone "better" then it's their loss!
You're Kim SeokJin!
You don't need them! They need you!
I saw a few days ago that you're one of the most liked models in the company.
You're handsome and kind.
Don't forget that.

Jungkook: Miss Stella is right!
And even if you look like a flaky pastry...
I think it's good.
Pastries are nice and most people love them.
Just like most people love you,Jin hyung.
You're the best,Jin hyung!
You're also like a second dad to me...
You're my friend too...
A dad friend?
You're that to me!
Don't doubt yourself.

As he's talking I feel someone looking at me...
I look and see Namjoon...
With the corners of his mouth turned up...in a smile?
Dimples showing?

Is he smiling at me?

I can even see his dimples more clearly...

Just then he sees me looking at him...
His smile dissappears and he averts his gaze...
Jin lets go of Namjoon and sighs.

Jin: All of you really see me like that?

Everyone says yes.
Jin turns around.

Jin: ............................
Wow...guys...
You guys totally...
Fell for it!!!!! Hahahahahahahahaha!!!

Everyone blinks as he continues laughing and jumping up and down.

Taehyung: You were faking it?!?!?!

Jin: Well yes but also not!
You did hurt my feelings a bit,but not that much!
You said that my acting isn't that great to be an actor,but LOOK!
I FOOLED EVERYONE!!!
EVEN NAMJOON AND HOSEOK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE WAS PRICELESS,TAEHYUNG!!! I WISH I HAD A PHOTO TO SHOW YOU!*laughing so hard near tears*
THIS IS PAYBACK FOR EVERYTHING:)

He sighs with a smile.

Jin: Well...that was fun:)
But I should go to my room and clean up my handsome face!:)
Adios,amigos.

Hoseok: Hold on a minute!

Jin: Mhm?

Hoseok: So you're saying you acted like you were crying to get back at Tae?

Jin: Yes,pretty genius,right?:)

Yoongi: Yes,it was:)

Jin: Now...
I'll go take a nice long shower.
Namjoon,do you mind if I use yours?

Namjoon: No,I don't mind.

Jin walks away and Hoseok runs after him and grabs his ear.

Jin: Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Hoseok smiles.

Jin: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
WHYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!

Hoseok: Because you deceived us and wasted our time that we could've spent eating and resting.
So will you do it again?:)
Huh? An mbeidh tú?
(Huh? Will you?)

Huh? He speaks Gaeilge?

Gaeilge is the name for Irish in the Irish language.

Honestly I'm not surprised. Yoongi probably speaks it too.

I mean they're obviously from Irish descent with their hair and I mean you can kind of hear it in their voices too if you listen very closely when they speak.

You think heading over to your backpack as you unzip it and take out your empty bottle and lunch box.

Jin: NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I WON'T!!!!

Hoseok lets go of Jin's ear and Jin holds his ear and looks in his phone's camera app to see his ear is very red.

Jin: My ear!!!!
My poor,beautiful ear! T_T

He runs down the hall...I assume to either his room or Namjoon's bathroom.
Everyone goes on doing their own thing while Yoongi gestures for me to follow him to the kitchen.
As we enter the kitchen he turns to me with an excited smile.

Yoongi: Okay!
So what are you going to make?:)

Stella: I'm not telling:)

He chuckles.

Yoongi: Okay. Do you need any help to know where the pots and things are?

Stella: Nope.

You say setting down your empty bottle and lunch box on the island.

Stella: I'll find them myself:)

Yoongi: Okay...shout if you need help or anything.

Stella: Yah. Thanks,GC.
Also if you don't mind could you close the door behind you.

Yoongi: Sure*smile*

He walks over to the door.

Stella: Thanks,GC.

He leaves the kitchen as his smile is a little bigger showing his chin dimple.
He closes the kitchen door behind him as you asked.

Stella: Okay...

My dad loves cooking and did most of the cooking...on the rare occasion my mom would cook and I loved how both of them cooked.
I'm not much of a cook and only know how to make a few meals...
We had a balance when eating.
Every night we would have some American food and also Korean food...
I know how to make a few American dishes and even less Korean ones...
But I think the best dish for tonight would be my mom's favourite...
Some fried chicken with steamed vegetables and sweet potato rice.
Of course how my mom made them wasn't the way you'd normally make them.
With most things...my parents liked to put their own spin on things...
Especially when they cooked.
So I'm going to use our family recipe and knock their socks off.
After getting all the ingredients ready and rinsing everything...
And especially washing my hands before doing everything because well.
Germs.
I start chopping up the ingredients.
After dipping the chicken into the egg that I mixed which I add my family's secret mix of spices in and covering the chicken in flour I carefully put them into the pan full of hot oil and start steaming the veggies.
I get ready to move onto making the sweet potato rice...
But there's one problem...
I need the food processor and I have no idea where it is.

It's no big deal:)

I'll find it in no time.

-35 minutes later-

I've been looking for almost 40 minutes...where could it be?

Yoongi loves cooking and his cooking supplies...so...

If I were Yoongi...where would I put it?

You look at the cupboards.

Bingo!

Now how do I get up there?

I mean jumping didn't help last time...

You quickly turn your head chasing away the memory of what happened with you and Namjoon in the corner where the two counters meet.
You look at the chairs around the table on the other side of the kitchen.

I'll take the chair and stand on it to get the food processor.

I walk around the island heading towards the table with the chairs.
I grab the closest chair and start dragging it.
It makes some noise of course.
After dragging the chair over to where the two counters meet I already feel tired...

Like how much does it weigh?! It's like half of my weight.

Shaking my head tiredly I get up on the chair and reach for the cupboard's handle. I pull it,but it doesn't budge.
I pull again...
And it doesn't budge...
This time I grip the handle with both of my hands and pull with all my strength.

Yes!

The cupboard door flies open but then I go flying backwards.
And the food processor also falls out.
Just as I'm about to hit the floor.
I hit something soft.
It smells citrusy with peppermint,rosewood,jasmine and a hint of vanilla...
I slowly turn my head to see what I landed on.
My eyes widen.

Stella: J...Jimin?

He smiles and you look to see that he's holding you with one arm.
His arm going diagonally along your back holding you up in the air by holding onto your right hip.
Imagine bridal style carrying but just one arm is used.

Stella: What the heck? One arm? O.o

Jimin: Hello,princess,I see you were falling from heaven and then fell right into my arms...
Today must be my lucky day.
And yes.
One arm.
I'm not big and muscular like Namjoon*tries not to roll his eyes*
But I'm still pretty strong*showing dimple*
See? I wasn't lying when I said I could carry you and your bags.

Stella: Mhm. I can see that yah...*shy*

Jimin smiles.

Jimin: So aside from falling off a chair and into my arms...
What are you doing?

Stella: Cooking dinner as I said I would earlier.
Now put me down.

Jimin: Do I have to?

Stella: .............................

He sighs and then smiles.

Jimin: As you wish;)

He carefully puts you down and you clear your throat stepping away from him near the corner where the two counters meet.

Stella: Thanks.

Jimin: No problem...

Stella: OMG!!!

He blinks.

Jimin: What is it?

Stella: The food processor!!!!!
It fell out of the cupboard when I opened the cupboard door and fell...

I look around on the floor and don't see it anywhere.

Stella: Where is it?!

He smiles.

Stella: What if it shattered into millions of pieces!?
What am I going to tell Yoongi?!?!

Jimin: *trying not to laugh*

Stella: This is not something to be laughing about!
That thing looked expensive!!!
With an CAPITAL E!!!
It probably cost more than my whole year's salary!!!!

Jimin: Don't worry about it.

Stella: What do you mean?! How can I not worry about----

Jimin: Because----

He gestures to his left hand that's behind his back.

Jimin: I have it:)

He brings his left hand out from behind his back revealing that he's actually holding the food processor.

Jimin: I caught it and you in time.
You're both safe and sound.

Stella: But how could you catch me and the food processor at the same time?
Also when did you get here?

Jimin: I'm a skydiving instructor. As I said I may not look strong,but you know what they say...
"Looks can be deceiving".
Plus I think my reflexes are pretty good.
I came from the bathroom after showering and was curious about your activities in here so...I stood by the door and watched.

His smile dissappears.

Jimin: Not in a creepy way though.
As I said before...I was curious...
And my curiosity saved you from once again almost injuring your beautiful self.
And also saved Yoongi's 1369937,11won food processor.

Stella: Wait! Let me do the math...
*doing the math in my head as Jimin patiently waits*
..........................
That's 1087,65 US dollars...
That much for a food processor?!
( @ _ @ )

Jimin: Yep,it's one of the best ones!
As you know Yoongi is a head chef and LOVES cooking.
So naturally when it comes to it...
He spares no expense.
I use it every morning before I go running.
I make my protein shake with it.
And Jin makes his "beautifying smoothies" with it.
All I know is each has more than 10 types of fruits in them.
Each has their own purpose.
He doesn't tell anyone what's in it*chuckle*
Anyways...I should leave you to finish cooking...
But I must say I think the food's going to taste great.

Stella: How are you so sure?

Jimin: Because it smells great in here and...
You're making it*eye smile*
I think part of the kitchen smelling great is because of you.
Those vanilla scented products that you use.
I really love the smell of them*smile*

I look at the floor and fidget with the sleeves of my jacket.

Stella: I hope I won't disappoint since I really don't cook much*nervous laugh*

Jimin: The light blush on her face...
The fidgeting and the nervous laugh...
It's all just so her...
I hope to see and hear this more in the future.
Well...I'll go now.

Stella: Yah...*blush*

Jimin: Why is she so cute?
And now I have to leave otherwise she'll chase me out.
Okay...I'm going...
Just call me if you need anything.

Stella: Sure.
.......
...............
Jimin?

Jimin: Huh? What?

Stella: You're still in the kitchen.

Jimin: Oh...yah...
Here's the food processor*puts it down on the counter behind you*
I'll be outside if you need me...Bye...

I nod and he walks out closing the kitchen door behind him.
I continue to add the finishing touches once the food is ready.

I check the time and my eyes widen.

It's already night time...

After putting the food onto 8 plates.
I put them on a big tray and head to the livingroom.
I place down the tray and take my own plate telling the guys to enjoy.
I look around for a place to sit...but there isn't a place for me...

Hoseok: Stella,there's a place next to Namjoon...

I walk over slowly and there is a place next to Namjoon at the end of the couch other than the spot in the corner but I don't want to just sit there.
I mean.
What if he gets up?
It'll be so awkward.
And I don't want to sit in the corner next to him either since it'll be uncomfortable to sit crossed legged the whole time because Jungkook's sitting next to that corner and I'll have to move back to get out again.

Since Namjoon doesn't even want to talk to me...

Why would he be okay with me sitting next to him?

I could just sit on the floor or maybe I could go and eat in my room.

Just as I'm about to say I'll go eat in my room...
I hear someone clearing their throat...

Namjoon: You can sit here if you want...

He says in a whisper.
I look at him a bit surprised...but I sit down immediately no questions.
We all start eating.

Yoongi: Mhm. This tastes pretty good.

Taehyung: I agree.

Hoseok: Me too. Everything tastes really nice.

Jungkook: Yep. Everything really tastes awesome.

Jin: Yah,I think Stella did a good job.
I wouldn't mind if she said she wants to cook more often.

Namjoon: Yah...*continues eating*

Stella: *a little surprised at Namjoon's response*
*feels a little shy but smiles glancing at him as he continues to enjoy the food I made*

Jimin: Of course she did.
I mean she's amazing,right?
I really wouldn't mind eating her cooking every day.
Maybe I should buy a ring to ensure I do*wink*

You blush and clear your throat playing with your food.

Jimin: *chuckle*

We all continue to enjoy the food I made.
The whole time I feel Jimin's eyes on me and Namjoon...
I don't say anything obviously and Namjoon sees how Jimin's looking and Namjoon looks back at him.
They look at each other almost like they're challenging each other without saying a word.
I awkwardly take a bite of my second fried chicken drumstick feeling the tension.
Hoseok realizes the situation.
He puts down his fork.

Hoseok: Jimin.

Jimin tears his eyes away from Namjoon and looks at him.

Jimin: What?

Hoseok: Could you come here for a second?

Jimin glares at Namjoon for a second before heading over to Hoseok.
I don't think anyone other than me,Namjoon,Jimin and Hoseok knows what happened.
Luckily the rest of dinner goes pretty well.
We all eat,laugh and joke around.

-After dinner-

I get up to gather the used plates,but Yoongi stops me.

Yoongi: The food was amazing.
You should go take a nice,warm shower and I'll clean up over here,okay?

He's very sweet.

Stella: Okay.
Goodnight,GC.
Chick and everyone.

I glance at Namjoon who's still sitting on my right holding and looking at his empty plate.

Wow.

He ate everything.

And there's not even a single piece of meat or anything left.

Just bone.

Just like me.

You fight back a smile.

Stella: Make sure to go sleep early.
All of you.
Don't stay up past 8.

Namjoon looks at you through the corner of his eye as you say the words glancing at him through the corner of your eye.
All of them nod their heads.

Yoongi: We will.
Now go rest up*gummy smile*

Stella: Okay.

You grab your backpack and walk over to the hall.

Jimin: Goodnight,lioness*smirk*

You look over your shoulder chuckling as you stand at the entrance of the hall.

Stella: Goodnight,flirty chick*smile*

Jimin smiles watching as you dissappear into the hall.
You get your robe and head to the bathroom.
You take a shower and wash your hair.
You get out and dry yourself off before doing your simple night skin care routine and the rest of your routine.
As soon as you finish everything you fall asleep as the moon is high in the sky with the moonlight shining through your bedroom window.
You wake up 1 hour and 45 minutes later and let out a long yawn as it's still dark outside.

Stella: What time is it?

I pick up my phone to check the time.

Stella: It's only 21:00...
Since I'm awake I might as well go and sit in the livingroom for a while...
Maybe Kook is there since he plays video games late into the night...
Yet he somehow still has energy even when sleep deprived...
Only way to find out is to get up...

I slip on my slippers and head for the door...
I look around standing infront of my door seeing all the guy's's bedroom doors are closed.

That's good.

I hope they get enough rest.

After going through the halls I enter the livingroom and jump a bit as I see Namjoon sitting on the couch still in his uniform and busy on his phone.

What's he doing up?!

Agh. Why the heck didn't he listen?!

Whatever.

I should leave before he sees me.

As I try to make a quick yet quiet exit so that he doesn't notice me...
I fail to realize that I'm about to bump into the big lamp on the circular coffee table that's next to the hallway entrance.
I bump into it and luckily catch it before it falls.
I hold tightly onto the lamp not daring to move or look back at Namjoon...
After a few seconds which felt like forever I quietly set the lamp back and breathe a silent sigh of relief...

Namjoon: I know you're there...

I feel like I've been caught doing something wrong...( ' • • )

After taking a calming breath...I put on my best smile and turn around.

Namjoon: What are you doing here? Still awake?
I thought you said everyone was supposed to be asleep by this time.
I'm sure that includes you,right?

He says looking directly at me with those beautiful chestnut brown eyes.
I take another calming breath because wow...
He has a piercing gaze that makes me feel nervous...
He gives off "leader" vibes which is pretty intimidating...
But I won't let him intimidate me...
I also live here and I'm not breaking any rules...

Namjoon: Why is she taking so long to answer?

You walk over to him and stop infront of the coffee table.

Stella: Not really.
I'm not one of the seven who's not been taking proper care of my health.
And I felt like coming here so I came here...
Is that a problem?

He leans back in his seat and crosses his arms.

Namjoon: No...

Stella: Good.
So why are you still up?

Namjoon: Work...

He goes back to typing on his phone.

Stella: It seems like you've been awake the whole time...

He puts it away and looks at you.

Stella: You should be sleeping like the others.
I mean I'm sure you know it's already past 8 with what you said.

Namjoon: I have work to do as I said.
Some people's work doesn't end after they clock out.
And I don't need sleep right now.

I look at the table and then at his face.

Stella: Those small 10 empty take away coffee cups from my friend's workplace and dark circles under your eyes...
Say the opposite...
You can finish the work tomorrow...

Namjoon: ........................

He's so stubborn!

I'm sure part of the reason he's refusing to go and sleep...

Is because I'm telling him to do it...

Not to sound full of myself or something but seriously can you seriously blame me for thinking that part of why he's refusing to go and sleep is because I'm telling him?

I mean.

I'm sure that if Tae,Hoseok,Yoongi,Jin or Jungkook told him...

I'm sure he would definitely listen...

So my only option here...

Is to use logic...

Stella: Namjoon...

I walk around the coffee table and stand right infront of him looking down at him.
He raises an eyebrow looking up at me while crossing his arms over his chest.

Stella: If you don't get enough sleep then you'll get sick...
If you get sick you won't have energy...
If you don't have energy you won't be able to finish your work...
Or you won't be able to do it the same as you would when fully rested...
Your boss will probably not be very happy too...

You say folding your arms.

Stella: You do realize that.
Don't you?
It could really affect your work performance badly...

Namjoon: Unfortunately...she's right...
.................
Fine...
But I'm only doing it to do my work to the best of my ability.

Stella: Yah,I know.
It's just like you*small smile*

Obviously if it wasn't for that...you wouldn't even have listened.

Namjoon: She's really saying it like she knows me when she really doesn't.

Namjoon doesn't say anything as he already broke eye contact with you.
Your smile falters a little.

Stella: Well...goodnight,Namjoon.
I hope you get good rest,okay?

He nods.

I guess that's his way of saying goodnight to me.

Don't take it personally,Stella.

Don't take it personally...

You fight back a sigh and turn bending down to pick up all the empty take away coffee cups.
Namjoon glances as you do.
You stand up and glance at him as he's still not looking at you.
You silently walk away going into the kitchen.
You throw away the coffee cups and as you exit the kitchen you look into the livingroom and see Namjoon standing up with his back to you.
You smile feeling a little happy that he actually listened to you despite his attitude.
You head down the halls and enter your room closing the door behind you as you leave it open just a bit.
You head over to your bed and crawl in.
As you do you hear footsteps and see Namjoon walking past your room as his shadow goes over your face.
You smile and hear his room door open and close.
You drift off to sleep.
Time goes by and after a few hours later you wake up again.

It's still night time...

It's raining...and there's lightning too.

*BOOM*

And of course there's thunder.

You think look out the window that's next to your bed.
You pick up your phone checking the time and see it's 00:29.
You slowly sit up looking out the window to watch the lighting and rain.

The smell of the rain is so nice and earthy...

It...it...it's...making...me...sleepy...

Your eyes close,but then you hear soft piano music playing.

Where is that music coming from?

You look at your door.

It's so beautiful...it's tugging at my heart...

I know I shouldn't...but I really want to know the source of it...

.............

I'm going to check it out.

I quickly put on my slippers tiptoeing over to my door as I left it slightly ajar earlier.
I pull it open and close it as quietly as possible...
I see all the guys's doors are still closed like they were earlier.
I look to my left.

It...it sounds like the music is coming from behind the door...

The door at the end of this hall...

I walk towards the door and look at it in wonder...
Wonder of what could the source of music behind this door be...
Of what will happen if I open the door and walk through...

Should I open it and walk through?

If I open it...then I'm going to be breaking the rules and my promise to Yoongi...

Probably his trust too.

Which I really don't want to do.

He saved me and they all gave me a place to stay.

They. Especially he made me feel safe and comfortable which surprisingly didn't take long.

But then also it isn't that surprising.

I owe him...

I really shouldn't be doing this.

The music behind the door gets louder as I think of what to do...
I sigh and put my hand on the door's handle.

I'm probably going to regret this,right?

I'm going in...

I'm so sorry,Yoongi...

But I have to know what's making the music behind this door...

I'll be in and out once I know what's behind it making this music.

No one will know.

You look over your left shoulder at Yoongi's room that's next to yours.

Especially you.

I take a deep breath looking down at my feet before I slowly open the door...
It opens to reveal a room I've never seen before...

Obviously I've never seen it before...

I mean I was literally told to avoid getting near the door I literally just walked through.

I close the door a bit not completely though as I'm just here to check out what's making the music and not to relax.
I mean I don't want to get caught,right?
So why would I close the door and literally trap myself?
The room looks like it's unfinished.
Like the owner of this apartment building decided last minute to abandon completing it.
The room is messy and there's no tiling or anything.
Only a cement floor.
There are a few windows with no blinds,curtains or anything to cover the windows on the side of the room that I'm facing.
I can clearly see all the buildings,the lights,the lightning and the rain.
As I stand still the music brings me back to what I came here for...
I look around the room to look where the music is coming from...
As I turn my head completely to my right that's when my eyes land on the source of the music.
My eyes widen.

Namjoon?!

You stare in shock as he's sitting in a white tee-shirt and light blue shorts with no shoes infront of a piano with his back to you.

He's the one playing the piano...making this beautiful music?

Is this why Yoongi told me to stay out of here and told me the three rules that have to do with this room?

But why?

Maybe Namjoon made the rules...

It does make sense...

Yoongi wouldn't just say or do something without a reason...

I slowly walk to Namjoon feeling like I'm not even in control...
I stop behind him and hold my ponytail so it doesn't swing on the side of his face while I bend down a little peering over his shoulder...
His eyes are closed and it's like his hands have a mind of their own...
He has a smile on his face that grows wider with each note that is played...
I find myself entranced by everything...
The music...
His smile...
His visible tattoos.
The way his hands glide over the piano keys...
The way his whole body seems relaxed...
Like the music is washing all his worries away...
Everything is just so...
Ethereal...
He looks so at peace....

Although I really want to stay and listen to this.

To see this side of him.

I really should get going before he sees me...

I really don't want any trouble....

He already hates me enough as it is...

I don't want to increase his hate for me...

Things were better today...

I shouldn't ruin it...

I should leave...eventhough I really don't want to...

I should go before he sees me...if I don't...

I walk away as quietly as possible...
Occasionally looking over my shoulder to see him still playing...
I'm so busy looking at him that I don't look where I'm walking.
I trip over my feet and fall on the floor.

Oww...

My knee...

I see a rusted screw jammed into my knee...
My bright red blood flows freely down my leg...
Making a small,red puddle on the cement floor...
It seems so out of place in here....
In this seemingly colourless room...

I hope he didn't hear that...

I really do.

It'll be a disaster if he did.

After a few seconds the music stops...
Making my heart stop for a second.
Namjoon slowly and quietly gets up walking over to you and stops infront of you with his hands behind his back.

....Now I'm really in trouble....

What.........do............I.............do?*nervous*

I should probably look at him,right?

It's not like looking at the floor is gonna change anything.

You slowly lift your head and look him in the eye.

He's just..................standing there?

Staring at me?

This situation doesn't look good...

...

His blank expression changes to serious as he looks at you still sitting on the floor.

Namjoon: What are you doing here?

Stella: ...

Namjoon: Are you going to speak up or not?
I'll ask you one last time...
What are you doing here?

-End of chapter 15-

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