Author's POV

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Getting inside of your room, he carefully placed you on your bed, gently pushing your shoulders down so you could lay flat on your back. But the position is uncomfortable for you because of the menstrual cramps and Namjoon noticed it when your face failed to hide it.

Seeing your reaction made him frown more in concern mixed with guilty. You wouldn't be in a situation like this if he didn't do that. Stupid. The word 'Stupid' couldn't leave his mind, that's what he think he is. Blaming his self. He should have think first before he act. He thought to himself and looked around your room and then his eyes landed on the trash bin that contains of crumpled papers and three boxes of Kisses chocolate. He mentally slapped himself.

You propped your self up with your elbows and gave him a questioning look when he sat on the edge of the bed and eyes on the floor, you could tell that he's seriously spacing out just by looking at his face. And with that, you can't help not to feel anxious as thousands of bad thoughts have came into your mind again.

"Hey," you started, breaking the silence, secretly fisting your hands just in case he will do something you would never like. "If you're going to do stupid things again on me i'm telling you--" he cutted of your words.

"Stay here, I'll be back." he stated as he turned around with a blank face totally ignoring your confused reaction. You stared confusingly at his figure walking out of your room after bringing you in.

Y/N's POV

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What the--? why did he bring me here? okay, this is really confusing. If he think that he could easily command me like that, in my house, well he's wrong about that. I can't just lay here in my bed and wait for him to come back and do--with--only god knows what.

I felt a bit relief now i'm lying on my bed but his presence here in my house, at this night, wouldn't let me be in peace. I mean, who wouldn't? A girl and a pervert guy in a same roof at night? you would also feel the awkwardness i'm feeling right now if you're in my shoes.

He said he'll be back. What is he doing there outside?

I stood up from my bed with my hand clutching my aching abdomen, hoping it will ease the pain but disappointingly it didn't. I dragged my weak self outside my room and heard the sound of my blender machine from the kitchen. He's there.

The smell of a kiwi filled my nostril as soon as I came to the kitchen. Wait, smells familiar. I thought and then my eyes landed to his figure across the counter making some...what's that? kiwi juice? god this lenses doesn't even help my poor eyesight. He's so busy that he didn't even noticed my presence standing here at the doorstep looking at him completely clueless.

That juice look familiar.

"What are you doing?" I finally asked and he was startled at my voice almost knocking off my precious blender. "Hey! be careful with that!" I ran over and snatched it away from him then settled it aside that is far away from the edge of the counter. Or should I say away from him.

"Did I told you to stay there?" he uttered in a stern tone, his face turns back into being serious again and reached out the blending machine continuing what he was doing.

"and do you think I'll listen to you? No way." I crossed my arms on my chest looking down to the juice he poured on a single glass, surprised as he handed it over me. I thought he made it for him.

"Drink it." he said leaning on the counter with crossed arms, eyes not leaving mine as he's waiting for me to drink it and I looked down to the glass i'm holding, hesitating. He made it for me? really? S-should I drink it? What if-- "It's safe, Y/n. I didn't put any poison. If that's what you're thinking." he said as if he just read my mind. Am I that obvious?

"i'm just being careful." I muttered rolling my eyes away from him before bringing up the glass to my lips, taking a sip of it and my eyes widens a bit in surprise at the taste of it.

It's really similar to the one I've taste this morning. My eyes immediately goes to him, narrowing it a bit as a question have just crept up into my mind. Remembering the weird things had happened lately this morning, the opened window that I didn't open last night and the freshly made kiwi juice I found in my ref, and now here he is..in my house and just made a juice that's so much alike with the other one from the morning.

Wait, did he...did he sneaked into my room last night?!

"What's wrong? does it taste bad?" his voice snapped me out of my thoughts and took a step back, feeling nervous but I didn't show it.

The juice started to ease the pain again.

"There's nothing wrong with the juice." I shook my head and took a sip again. "It's nice. Thanks." I added since he doesn't look convinced on my words. He smile proudly and hummed in satisfaction at my simple complement.

Tsk. this guy. I just said it's nice. I didn't say 'I love it, it's so amazingly delicious, it taste heaven or anything blah blah.'

But...really. It taste amazing, honestly. It's not too sweet and I like it. I just can't complement it like that. Because I know it would just boast his damn ego.

"Why did you made this for me?" I asked before the silence could take over the surrounding. Couldn't stop taking a sip. Damn, I hope he won't notice how I love the juice.

"It's for your menstual cramp--" he didn't even got the chance to finish his words when I unintentionally spat the juice right all over his face as soon as I heard the word 'menstrual cramps'. What the F! I was not ready to hear those, I wasn't expecting he would say it. "Yah! why the hell did you that?! Ew!" he yelled scrunching his wet face in disgust wiping it with his bare hands while I ran to the other side coughing, opening the compartment, getting the tissue inside then blow out the juice that got into my nose. Poor me.

"Give me some tissue, quick." I heard his footsteps from behind getting near me. He tried to get the box of tissue i'm holding but I moved it away. "Yah!" he tried to get it again.

"I'm not yet finished!" I bark back moving away the box of tissue and  turned around then saw his face already washed up, there's still a droplets of water on his face. Woah, why do he look hot with--Aish no no no. What am I thinking?!

"I don't care just give me a damn tissue." he grabbed the box from me after glaring like it's all my fault.

What the nerve?

"It's just a juice, Kim Namjoon." I said throwing the used tissues to the trash bin glaring back at him and he looked at me in disbelief mixed with disgust.

"Just a juice? it's not just a juice Y/n, your saliva was mixed on it." He stated and I just rolled my eyes away from him. Like hell I care. There's nothing I could do. It already happen--

"Don't roll your eyes away from me young lady." he pointed a finger on me and I quickly flicked it. "Aw" he slightly winched and then glared at me again. "I made a juice for you and this is what I get in return?"

"I didn't mean to do that, okay? I was just..surprised. That's it." I retorted and his eyebrows knitted due to confusion.

"Surprised? for what?"

God this guy. When will I ever get a better and peaceful day again?

"Surprised when you said it's for my menstrual cramp." I blurted out looking away as I felt my face heating up due to embarrassment and I heard him let out a low 'oh' finally getting what I mean. I don't care of my heating face anymore, I  wanna end this conversation immediately.

Just when I was about to speak again, the light suddenly shut off that made me automatically scream and cling onto the nearest thing from me.

"Aaarghhh!"

"Aish, let go!"

It's Namjoon.

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