《Kiss √》FIFTY-FIVE
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wave of heat crept up haru's cheeks paired with a pink hue. her face flushed a rosy pink.
"would you be mine?" namjoon gazed into her eyes, "would you be my girlfriend?"
haru's heart beat rapidly. it pounded against her chest. she stared back into namjoon's eyes, mesmerized by the black orbs.
"i'd really like that." haru whispered.
haru stood up. namjoon rose beside her. he towered over her. his rosy lips curved upwards with a slight indent of his cheek.
haru's heart was beating too fast. it slammed against her chest with every passing second.
she stood on the tips of her toes, leaning in towards him. her lips locked with his. her arms tangled around his neck.
he bent down slightly, tilting his head as he joined her lips with hers. he held her by the waist, kissing her back softly.
they pull apart from each other. namjoon's eyes crinkled with a smile. her eyes sparkled with the brightest twinkle.
time seemed to have stopped.
"we should get going." haru nudged namjoon, "they're probably waiting for us."
namjoon pouted, "okay babygirl."
***
the eight of them stared at the car, glistening in the sun.
"wait. wait. " jin counted the seats inside the car, "there's only eight seats-"
"-and nine of us." taehyung finished.
taehyung and jin met eyes. this would cause a lot of trouble.
"well, that sucks." jungkook rotated his head around, "i am certainly not sharing a seat."
jungkook crawled into the car, plopping onto a seat. he crossed his arms and huffed.
"neither am i."
"i'm driving. so i can't share a seat."
one by one each one pelted out an excuse for getting their own seat. they climbed into their seats leaving one vacant seat for the remaining two people.
"oh shit." jungkook mumbled, "that leaves haru and namjoon to share a seat."
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taehyung shrugged, "that's their problem for taking too long."
jungkook looked out the car window. in the corner of his eyes, he noticed two figures running towards the car.
"oh lookie. they're here."
namjoon looked inside the car. the seven boys had already picked out seats, leaving one for both haru and namjoon.
namjoon raised his eyebrows, "why is there one seat for the two of us?"
the boys shoot quick glances at each other within the car. they spoke whole sentences with their eyes.
"so you see." taehyung played with his finger, "we kind of had a problem."
taehyung averted his eyes. he shifted weight from side to side while rocking in his seat.
"there's kinda only eight seats and nine of us including suho."
jungkook broke out into laughter as he saw their faces.
"oops." jungkook sent a cheeky smile to namjoon, "haru can sit on your lap."
"easy. problem solved."
namjoon rolled his eyes. he glared at jungkook. they didn't have another option.
"alright."
he walked over to the last remaining seat besides jungkook. namjoon plopped down into the seat with a glare.
jungkook chuckled. this would be the time of his life.
haru sat on namjoon's lap. she was light, light as a feather. she squirmed around as the car started moving.
"haru." his warm breath fanned in her ears, "stop moving around."
haru continued to wriggle, trying to find a comfortable position. she didn't know what she was doing to namjoon.
"haru, don't start a fight you can't win," he whispered.
namjoon wrapped his arms around her hips, locking his fingers together. his chest was pressed right against her back.
a hot flush rose up haru's cheek in a bright pink tint. her heart thumped wildly.
this was going to be a long six hours.
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it was quiet in the car.
taehyung looked behind him, checking on the group. a couple of them were sleeping. it couldn't hurt if he played music.
"jin hyung." taehyung whined, "can i please play some music?"
jin glanced at the man beside him. taehyung clasped his hands towards the elder as he begged.
taehyung pouted, "pretty please. i promise you it won't be bad."
jin sighed. he only hoped the music wouldn't be bad. jin nodded his head, keeping his eyes on the road.
"fuck yes." taehyung grinned, "i have a song in mind."
taehyung turned back and met eyes with jungkook. they smiled mischievously. taehyung took out his phone, connecting it to the computer. he opened spotify, finding the perfect playlist for their car ride.
taehyung turned the volume up to max.
the speakers shrieked, "the wheels on the bus go round and round!"
jin groaned, "what kinda shitty ass music is this!"
"round and round!"
jungkook synchronized with the music, "all day long!"
yoongi's eyes fluttered open as the music flowed through his ears.
"are you fucking five?"
yoongi banged his head into the car window. he closed his eyes and covered his ears.
"i hate my life."
the six hours in the car were over in a flash. they had arrived in front of exo's home.
suho opened the car door, bidding adieu to the eight inside.
"thank you guys." suho's tone was sincere.
the group waved back to him.
suho would never forget the hospitality and kindness they had shown. he would never forget jin most of all.
he exited the car and rang the doorbell of his home with a faint smile.
baekhyun opened the door. he rubbed the nape of his neck.
"who is fucking here at this time of day?" baekhyun groaned, "seriously its fucking 12:00 am. get a life."
baekhyun's eyes squinted in the dark. he mumbled profanities. he couldn't see anyone in the darkness. baekhyun turned back inside, ready to slam the door shut.
"what kind of shoes do ninja's wear?" suho chuckled, "sneak-ers"
baekhyun turned back at the sound of the voice. only one person could make jokes like that.
"suho!"
baekhyun engulfed the boy into a tender hug. he rushed inside with suho eager to alert the others. they were finally whole again.
***
the group arrived in front of their home. they stepped out of the car, staring at the magnificent villa.
jin raised his eyebrows, "since when do we live here?"
"since taehyung burned down our other home." jimin answered.
taehyung pouted. he looked at jimin with a frown.
"i did not burn down the other home," taehyung started, "technically whatever blew up did-"
"alright shut the fuck up. i don't care." jungkook interrupted, "i like this home better anyway."
the group entered inside. they all plopped on the couch with resounding sighs.
"roommates are the same as before." yoongi lazily mumbled, "only jin rooms with me now."
"hyung." jin piped, "jin hyung. i remember being older than you."
yoongi rolled his eyes, "fine. jin hyung rooms with me now."
"good."
they break out into a wave of laughter. everything had gone back to normal.
"now go to sleep, you fuckers." yoongi glanced at namjoon and haru, "if you both fucking wake me up i will end you."
jin coughed, "language."
yoongi raised up his middle finger, "fuck you."
the group split up going into their respective rooms. namjoon and haru went to their room.
namjoon closed the door behind him, locking the door.
his lips brushed haru's ear, "i think you deserve a punishment, baby."
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