Ash

I wake up in the morning, feeling strangely uncomfortable.

I sit up, my eyes still shut, head throbbing painfully. I can't seem to remember how I got to bed, or even what I did last night. Raising a hand to my head and massaging my forehead, I groggily open my eyes. I'm in mine and Namjoon's room, that much is obvious, but I can't remember the rest. When I glance down, I see that I'm still in the jeans and shirt I was wearing yesterday. My eyes skim over the room, looking for my soulmate and they widen when they see something surprising. My brain stops working, face instantly colouring a bright shade of red, as I watch my soulmate search through the wardrobe, topless.

Namjoon is faced away from me, his bare back on full show and for some reason, I can't stop staring. We've never changed in the same room before and the most we've seen of each other, is slightly low necklines and sleeveless shirts. I stay where I am, hand by my forehead, staring at the distinct muscles of my soulmate's back, when he turns around.

He doesn't spot me immediately, but when he does, he freezes. I have to fight to keep my eyes on his face, as they're itching to dip lower.

"A-Ash." He breathes out, "I-I didn't think you'd b-be awake yet."

Namjoon's hair is damp, strands hanging over his forehead and just the light flush to his cheeks, breaks my resolve. As my gaze drops, I can't help but gulp. I know that Namjoon's really been working out and looking after his body, but he really has. His skin is tanned, bordering caramel and I easily see how defined his muscles are.

Why am I reacting like a teenager? He just hasn't got a t-shirt on, pull yourself together.

But no matter how much I chide myself, I stay frozen, my mind blank. Namjoon quickly pulls on the shirt in his hands, then walks over to me and crouches down so we're eye level.

"A-Ash?" He says anxiously, "H-Have I broken you?"

He stares concernedly at me, dark eyes soft and full of worry. My brain isn't working, but then, when he reaches for my hand and gives it a squeeze, it instantly restarts. Suddenly, everything is in overdrive, thoughts whizzing through my brain at a dizzying speed. But the main one, the one that keeps on popping up is:

He's really hot.

I blink, clearing my aching head and look away from Namjoon, my cheeks burning.

"I-I'm fine."

He nods his head, a movement which I see out of the corner of my eye. He's still holding onto my hand.

"How's your head? I'm sure it must be hurting."

I turn back to him, confused, "My head's sore. Namjoon, what happened last night? I don't remember anything."

He lets out a light chuckle, "I'm not surprised. We drank some wine last night and you got a little drunk."

I groan, rubbing my forehead with my spare hand. Of course I had to get drunk on our anniversary, but as I think, something about Namjoon's words don't seem right.

"Wait, a little bit drunk? If I was only a bit drunk, then why do I feel like an elephant ran over me?"

Namjoon looks a little sheepish, "Okay, you were very drunk."

Terror fills me and I suddenly have visions of me doing weird, embarrassing things. I grimace, hoping that I haven't done anything that'll scar Namjoon for life. Namjoon seems to understand my expression and hastily speaks.

"No, you didn't embarrass yourself in anyway, don't worry. It was just you and me at the dorm, so the rest of the guys didn't see anything."

"But what did I do?" I ask and a small, fond smile passes over Namjoon's lips.

"You......." He starts, struggling for words, "You're a very happy drunk. You started to ramble on about me and frankly, it was very adorable."

I sigh, "But I didn't say anything embarrassing?"

He raises his free hand to his chin and mockingly thinks, a big grin on his face.

"Well, you did say that I'm secretly a koala bear and that you've adopted Yoongi as your pet cat, but apart from that, no." He finishes, but then his eyes light up with a teasing glint, and he carries on speaking, "You also said that I'm really hot and talented."

I blush at these words, but after the sight I just saw, I'm not going to deny them. Namjoon gazes at me, with a bright expression and a second later, he's leaned in and is pressing a kiss to my mouth. When he pulls away, he's still smiling and I find that I fall in love with him again. That sparkle in his dark eyes and his dimples that appear every so often, as well as his big heart, have made me realise that the heavens really chose the perfect person for me.

"So, if Yoongi's your adopted cat, do I have to adopt him when I finally marry you? Or would that just be weird, since he's my hyung?"

I snort at his question, although my heart starts to beat faster at the words marry you. Namjoon is my soulmate and there will come a time when we'll get married, but just the thought of walking down the aisle to him, is nearly enough to erase my growing headache.

"I think you'd better not go around treating him as a cat, because he might literally kill you." I say and Namjoon nods his head in agreement.

"Come on then," He says and carefully pulls me up off the bed, and onto my unsteady feet, "Go get ready and we can head to work."

I groan, as I let go of Namjoon's hand and make my way to the bathroom.

"Work." I complain quietly, "Yay."

***

"Well good morning to you too." Eunbi says as I merely ignore her first greeting, and go back to opening my studio door, "Anyone would think you aren't happy to be here?"

I open my studio door, flicking on the lights and then wince, turning them back off again. Eunbi follows behind me, as I walk inside and instead opt for a large lamp in the corner of the room, which emits a dull glow, that casts shadows around the room. Eunbi shuts the studio door, before grabbing the stool in my studio and placing it opposite my sofa. I lie down on the leather sofa, eyes almost instantly slipping shut.

"What happened to you? Did you and Joon finally do it?"

I crack one eye open and glare at her. Eunbi's face is full of a playful, joking light, which I can clearly see, even in the dimness.

"No."

I shut my eye again and shift slightly on the couch. The position I'm in isn't very comfortable, although with my dulling headache, nothing seems comfortable.

"God, you're grumpy today. Usually, you're all," She changes her voice into a higher tone, which is evidently supposed to be a mockery of my voice, "Sunshine and rainbows and I love Namjoon! What happened to make you so surly?"

When I don't answer her, she sighs.

"Is this 20 questions? Am I going to have to do 20 questions to get an answer out of you?"

Again, I don't speak, which she takes as a yes.

"Alright then. Did you eat something bad?"

"No."

I can hear Eunbi move closer to me, shifting her stool forwards.

"Okay. Did you................. accidently walk in on something you shouldn't have?"

"No."

And so it goes on. Eunbi's guesses steadily get more and more strange and improbable. Even though I still answer with a monotone no every time, I do feel slightly lighter. Eunbi's silliness has helped lift my spirits infinitesimally. Slowly, with the darkness and insane amount of pills I'd taken this morning, my head starts to feel better, but the aching and weariness in my body doesn't go away.

"Okay, I've only got four more guesses. Did you............. Insult crabs to Namjoon's face and now he's mad at you?"

I nearly laugh at this one, "No."

Eunbi groans, "This is seriously hard. Come on, I've only got three more guesses. Please let one of them be right or I'll never get the answer out of you."

She stops speaking for a minute or so and I open one eye, just to check what she's doing. She seems to be thinking hard, hands placed either side of her head, eyes squeezed shut. And then:

"Aha! Did you get drunk last night?!" Eunbi glances down at me and I sigh, nodding my head slightly, "Oh my god, you got pissed?! Why wasn't I invited?!"

I glare up at her, "It was our Two month bond anniversary."

"Ah," She nods her head, "Makes sense. So you got drunk on your anniversary? Did Namjoon get drunk as well?"

"No." I answer and I hate the look of astonishment on her face.

"So you mean, you got drunk and he was perfectly sane the whole time? Did he record you?"

"No, but if he did, I wouldn't show you." I say and she pouts.

"You are so grumpy. It's like you've become Yoongi, except when he hasn't gotten any sleep. Now I see why you two are both such good friends, you're just grumps."

I shut my eyes again, "I'm not a grump."

"You are a bit." Eunbi says, but then her tone changes from teasing, to serious, "How about you get some sleep? I'm sure you'll feel better after some rest."

I exhale loudly, feeling drowsy from all the medication I took.

"Sure, I'll sleep. But if I wake up with a moustache drawn on my face, you won't see the light of day again."

I feel a blanket being spread over me, as I lie on the sofa, eyes still closed.

"Why would I do something like that?" Eunbi says, as I succumb to sleep.

***

My eyes open, only to see a grinning face staring down at me. I flinch, moving and accidently whacking my head on my sofa's wooden armrest. My hands go up to my head and I glare at the face above me.

"Ow." I mutter out, not breaking eye contact with Taehyung, "You know it's creepy to stare at people whilst they're sleeping?"

Taehyung just simply grins and leans back, letting me sit up.

"Where's Eunbi?" I ask.

"Oh, she went to lunch. Her and Namjoon Hyung'll be back soon with some food."

I nod my head, "Good, because I'm starving."

I shift, so that my legs fall over the side of the sofa, leaving a space for Taehyung to sit down. He carefully sits down on the leather sofa, glancing over at me, his eyes now filled with concern.

"How are you feeling Noona? Hyung said that you were in a lot of pain this morning."

I find myself smiling over at Taehyung, happily surprised by his worry.

"Much better Tae. My headache's gone and I feel less achy, so that's good."

Taehyung grins his familiar boxy grin, "I'm glad."

At that moment, the door to my studio opens and my soulmate walks in, with Eunbi in tow, trays with food, in both of their hands. Namjoon's face lights up when he sees that I'm awake and he walks over to us, sitting down on the carpet, right in front of my legs.

"Here you go." He passes a plate of what looks to be Quiche up to me, "How are you feeling?"

"Good." I reply and watch as Eunbi hands Taehyung a bowl of rice pudding. I pull a face, as I watch him eat it and share a look with Eunbi.

"You're really eating that?" I ask him, as Namjoon leans back against my legs and starts to eat his own food.

Taehyung looks over at me, another spoonful halfway to his mouth.

"Why?" He asks, "What's wrong with this?"

Namjoon tilts his head up and spots the rice pudding. He grimaces and quickly turns back to his own food.

"It's fine Tae," Namjoon says, "If you like rice pudding, you can eat it. No one here's going to stop you."

When Taehyung doesn't continue eating, Eunbi speaks up.

"You do like rice pudding, right?"

He shakes his head, eyes going wide.

I look at him surprised, "But if you don't like it, why are you eating it?"

"It's in the Different Cultures bar." He says, as if that explains it.

Namjoon laughs, turning back to look at Taehyung.

"You do realise that you aren't obliged to eat the food in the Different Cultures bar? It's only there if you want to have it."

"What?!" Taehyung's eyes go even wider and his spoon clatters back into his bowl, "But Jungkook told me that I had to, because that's what the bar's there for!"

I burst out laughing, watching as he realises that Jungkook has duped him. He looks around at all of us, as if he can't believe it.

"I ate Haggis, because he told me to!"

I raise an eyebrow, "Wow, when they said Different Cultures, they really meant it. I'm surprised they had Haggis."

Eunbi grins at Taehyung, who's gaze is murderous, "It was a one time thing. I'm not sure many people went for it. Cheer up Tae, I'll help you think of a way to get Jungkook back."

Taehyung glares at the rice pudding, as if everything's all it's fault and he pouts grumpily.

"I'm sticking to normal food from now on."

"Good choice."

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{Try to be a rainbow in someone else's cloud - Maya Angelou}

QOTD: What do you predict BTS'll do in 2021?

I think they'll release another couple of albums, and we'll get JJK1 and KTH1. 

Alys xx