"Aigoo, what the hell is that?!" Jungkook walked into my corner of my room where my makeup was. I was in the middle of taking my face mask off. 

                  "It's a face mask?" I tried not to smile at the maknae, trying to keep a straight face.

                 "It looks like your peeling off your skin!" He gagged.

                  Shrugging, I kept peeling the mask off.

                   The other members walked in. Jimin was shirtless, glowering at J-hope. Taehyung looked normal. Yoongi had a white shirt that was slightly damp, making it see through, a towel around his shoulders, and wet hair.

                    "Why are you coming in here shirtless?!" Jin-oppa chastised.

                    "WHY IS YOUR SISTER PEELING OFF HER SKIN?!" J-hope screeched, hiding behind Jimin.

                   "My god. It's only a mask," I grumbled, washing the excess mask with a towel. "You guys need to stop freaking out."

                  "Uwa, Noona looks a lot different without her makeup," Taehyung hummed, sitting on Jin-oppa and Namjoon's bed. 

                 "Bad different?" I asked, grabbing my foundation. Yoongi narrowed his eyes at Taehyung, hitting him in the back of the head before answering for him. "Of course not. I don't think you look any different."

                  "Ohhh, Taehyung-hyung, don't piss off the boyfriend," Jungkook snickered, earning a glare from both me and Yoongi.

                   "Boyfriend?" Jimin and Jin-oppa furrowed their eyebrows at the maknae. 

                   That boy dun fucked up.

                   "Well... while you seven bicker, I'm going to finish my makeup," I turned around, and right as I was finishing (putting lipstick on), Jin-oppa picked me up,  and set me on his bed, making me mess up. 

                    "GOD DAMMIT, JIN!" I cursed the older male out as now I had a pink line going down my chin. 

                    "None of that. You're part of this 'bicker,'" Jin-oppa frowned at me.

                   "Fine," I grabbed my phone, opening up the camera, and started fixing my lipstick. 

                   "So about this 'boyfriend' business," Jin-oppa started, looking at the four of us (me Jungkook, Taehyung, and Yoongi), which he sat us in a line on the bed. Yoongi and I were both on our phones. Yoongi was playing that one boring game and I was fixing my makeup, We both shrugged, while Jungkook giggled nervously. 

                   "When did you ask her out," Jin-oppa grabbed the phone from Yoongi's hand. It wasn't a question at all. Yoongi groaned, brushing his bangs away from his face. "Does it matter?"

                   "Well... not really, but I want to know," Jin-oppa shrugged, putting Yoongi's phone in his back pocket.

                   "If it's not that important, give me my phone back and let us go."

                  "Nope," Jin-oppa refused, backing away slightly.

                    "Fine, three days ago," Yoongi crossed his arms and legs, obviously irritated. "It wasn't that long ago."

                   "Can we go now?" I huffed, scooting closer to Yoongi, who put his arm around me. 

                    "Fine," Jin-oppa sighed, giving Yoongi his phone back. He walked towards Namjoon, giving him a slight pout. When Jin-oppa moved, I saw Jimin, who looked devastated. Giving him a small smile, I looked down at my lap.

                    "Finally! Now that we have that off our chests, who wants to go shopping?" Jungkook sat up, stretching. 

                   "Shopping?" I looked at the maknae, who gave me a smirk.

                   "Oh great, you said the forbidden word," Taehyung joked.

                   "I think shopping sounds fun, right Jimin?" J-hope nudged Jimin, who was getting his shirt and sweater on. "Hm? Yeah, sure."

                    "Shopping?" I asked again, looking at Yoongi, who scrunched up his nose in disgust, but sighed in defeat to my puppy eyes. "Fine. You're going to be the death of me."

                  "Oppa~ can we go shopping?" I asked, giving Jin-oppa the puppy eyes when he looked back at me.

                 "Yeah. I mean, we can't stay in the hotel all day," Jin-oppa nodded.

                 "I hope we can get a taxi today," Rap Mon groaned, putting his sunglasses and hoodie on.

         "Wouldn't that be nice," I agreed, also putting on sunglasses and a hoodie like the others. When we all got ready (and Yoongi got his hair dried), Namjoon led us to the elevators. If we were lucky, we could get out of the hotel without being seen, but, of course, J-hope had to open V live.

          "Ya! We're going shopping! Under the request of Jungkook and (Y/n)," he flashed the camera on me (why not Jungkook?!), and Yoongi had to let his arm fall from my shoulder to his side in a second. I gave the camera a peace sign, which you could barely see because my sweater was huge. 

          "And guess what! (Y/n) a-" J-hope started, but Yoongi put his hand on J-hope's mouth, muffling his words. "Dagchyeo, horse."

           "Oh, and (Y/n), you still have a slight pink line on your chin," J-hope added when Yoongi removed his sleeve from J-hope's mouth, grumbling something. 

           "I know. I can't get it off," I whined, giving him a slight pout.

          "You guys go ahead," Yoongi stopped me in the halls. 

          They all nodded, some smirking and some frowning, but went to the elevator.

          "Yoongi?" I frowned at the mint haired male, who leaned over me a little, grabbing my chin gently. He licked his thumb, then brought it to my chin, rubbing the lipstick that I couldn't get off. 

           "There," he chuckled, giving me a quick peck on the lips before grabbing my hand and walking to the elevator. I instantly saw J-hope's phone and grabbed it, blocking the camera with my palm. 

            "Ya! My phone!" He tried grabbing it from my hands, but I wouldn't let him have it. "(Y/n)~ you're such a meanie!"

             "Why are you even recording? Today is supposed to be a free day," I reluctantly gave him the phone back.

             "Because~" he gave me a big, lopsided smile. 

              "I agree with (Y/n). I don't want any cameras on me if I can help it," Jimin blinked, but never looked my way. 

              "Yeah. Don't we have cameras on us everyday?" Taehyung hummed. 

              "Fine," J-hope whined, waving bye to the camera before leaving the app and shutting his phone off.

              "Plus I don't want me or (Y/n) to get shit,"  Suga grumbled. "Some fans will go to extreme measures."

             "But they've seen you kiss before," Jungkook tilt his head.

              Jimin looked over at me, giving an uneasy glance, speaking quietly to Jin and Namjoon. Namjoon was the one to speak up. "(Y/n), you've been awfully quiet."

             "Mwo?" I snapped my head up at him. "Oh. I've just been listening."

              Yoongi squeezed my hand, and I tried best to hide my smile. He did something crazy, though. 

               When he crouched, I gave a confused look, until he put me on his shoulders. "Aish, you're so light!"

                Giggling, I dodged the elevator ceiling. 

                "I guess Suga isn't all grumpy," I heard Namjoon chuckle, and then I heard Yoongi's own chuckles, and leaning a little, I could see a smile, but sadly I couldn't see his eyes since he was wearing his sunglasses.

                 Some residents at the hotel frowned at us, others smiled and awed. 

                 I didn't have to dodge the door, thankfully, since it was ginormous. 

                You could instantly feel the chill, and I was now thankful for the hoodie that was covering my ears.

               "Do you think a taxi will see you now?" Jungkook laughed. 

                "Ya! Maybe it will!" I grinned.

                 Namjoon managed to snatch a taxi, and Yoongi put me down.

                 "Maybe (Y/n) should ride in the front?" J-hope offered.

                 "Ani," Jin and Yoongi said at the same time.

                 J-hope put his hands up, and let us in. He was actually the one to take the passenger's seat. 

                 "Where ya'll going?" The man driving asked, looking at J-hope, then at us.

                  "The mall," Namjoon answered for us. I could've easily answered, but the others would have difficulty.

                   "The mall it is," The man nodded, looking back ahead of him, then started driving off.

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Dictionary:

-ah - Added to someone's name if they're younger

-oppa - Indirect of Oppa

-hyung - Indirect of Hyung

Aigoo - A negative OMG

Aish - Used when mad or annoyed

Ani - No (informal, usually said by someone older)

Dagchyeo - Shut up

Maknae - The youngest of the group

Mwo - What (Mwo? (What?))

Noona - What a younger male calls an older female

Oppa - What a younger female calls an older male

Uwa - Wow

Wae - Why (Wae? (Why?))

Ya - Hey (Ya! (Hey!))