5. Sleepover

                                    

                                          
                            16:09
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I walk up to the black door, making my hand into a fist and knocking lightly. I'm sleeping over at Seokjin's today. The door shoots open.
                          
"Hi, Hobi!" I say as I give him a bright smile.
                          
"Hi, Miyoung noona. Hyung is in the kitchen." he says happily while flashing a bright smile. 
                          
"Thanks, Hobi!" I walk into the hallway and take of my sneakers placing it on the shoerack. I can hear somebody, most likely Seokjin yelling in the kitchen. I run over quickly to see what it's about.
                          
"Yah!" I shout. "What going on here?!"
                          
"Namjoon broke a fryingpan!" Seokjin responds. I look beside him only to see Namjoon holding only the handle but the pan itself is laying on the floor. 
                          
"Calm down, you have a million other ones." I say trying to calm him down. "By the way what are we making?" 
                          
"Bulgogi and some japchae!" he says happily. 
                          
"Sounds good! I'll leave my bag in your room!" I go to his room. It's clean like usual except for the mattress besides the bed. I place my bag besides it. I head to the kitchen. 
                          
"I don't have alot in the fridge, so we need to go grocery shopping." he says while grabbing his wallet. "Here." He throws a black face mask at me, wich I catch quickly. I put it on with ease. It's just for safety, nobody wants the sasaengs to know where we are. 
                          
We head out into the crisp eveaning air. The sun is still shining. We walk into a near convenience store while joking around. The cashier smiles at us warmly when Seokjin grabs a cart. We make our way through the aisles.
                          
"Do you remember the time we tried pickled snails?" he asks while laughing.
                          
"Of course, it was disgusting!" I say while laughing.
                          
"You even threw up!" he laughs while remembering the distant memory. We were about thirteen at the time.
                          
"I erased that from my memory so don't remind me!" I whine.
                          
"Then I'll remind you until you die." he jokes. 
                          
We couldn't stop laughing until we got to the check out. We got some stares from strangers. Especially since Seokjin has a unique laugh. We pack up the geoceries into two bags, taking one each. The walk to the dorms takes longer becouse of the grocerybags, we are also cracking up at our childhood and all the strange things we did.
                          
We settle down the bags on the kitchen counter. I start unpacking and placing the groceries in the fridge and freezer. I start chopping up some vegetables. 
                          
"What are you cooking?" Yoongi asks out of pure curiosity.
                          
"Bulgogi and japchae." I answer while getting a frying pan. 
                          
"What was all that noise earlier?" he asks.
                          
"Joon broke a frying pan." Seokjin answers casualy.
                          
"Again?" Yoongi questions. 
                          
"Yep." I say. Yoongi walks of too the living room and joining the maknae line. I start frying some mest while Seokjin is beside me frying something. I can feel my heart skip a beat.
                          
"You know, you look really pretty today..." Seokjin states shyly.
                          
"Thank you, you look good too." I say shyly back. I can feel heat spreading to my cheeks. I feel shy in his presence. I usually don't feel like this. I sneak a glance at him, I can see a red tint on his cheeks.