Mr. Chemistry

09 • Stupor

Mae Asha • October 13, 2018

11:07 PM

"I think they look cute!" someone faintly spoke.

"Take a picture before they wake up!" another person faintly said.

And that's when I heard it. The loud, loud click after taking a picture. If I wouldn't have heard this, I would have probably stayed here forever. It's so warm and comfortable.

My eyes popped open. I realized that I'm leaning against something -- no, someone. Obviously, there's only one person it could be, and the thought is making me hate everything about my life.

Jimin's legs are open, and I'm practically lying on top of him. My head is resting against his chest and his arms are around me.

I squealed as soon as I comprehended what was happening, which woke Jimin up immediately. I immediately got off of him and scooted down the couch.

"Aw, Jimin's little cuddle buddy!" Hoseok squealed.

"So cute!" Taehyung said.

I'm too tired for this. I sleepily rubbed my eyes, looking at them. "Cuddles?" I repeated. "Cuddle buddy?" I questioned, clearly confused by their words.

Hoseok clutched his chest as he looked at Jimin. "Jiminie, she's too adorable!" he smiled cutely.

Anger coursed through me, but why? That was probably the best sleep I've ever had. Wait, no, that's bad.

Jimin is my teacher.

I looked at Jimin as he sleepily rubbed his eyes. He's sitting up now. Taehyung shoved his phone in Jimin's face, to which Jimin immediately started smiling. It wasn't one of his smirks, though. This one was actually a full blown smile, which frightened me.

Why is my heart beating so fast?

Jimin looked at the two in front of us, then he bit his bottom lip. "So?" he questioned.

Hoseok lowered his eyebrows as he looked at him. "So?" he repeated.

"So?" Taehyung also repeated.

Jimin slowly rose to his feet, glaring at the boys in front of us. "Stop watching us sleep...?" he whispered, then he walked around the couch without looking at me.

"You know, you both have rooms!" Taehyung shouted as he plopped down beside me. Hoseok sat beside him, and Taehyung looked at me. "Good thing we found you and Yoongi didn't. You guys didn't...have s*x here, did you?" he quietly asked.

I scrunched up my face in disgust. "No!" I responded.

"Oh, good," Taehyung said. "Have you guys had s*x yet?"

"Tae!" Hoseok yelled, smacking at him.

"It's just a question," Taehyung defended. He looked at Hoseok for a moment, then he looked at me. "So?" he pushed.

My face went blank. How can boys be so blunt? "That is so, so gross, and inappropriate," I mumbled, rolling my eyes.

Taehyung's eyebrows lowered in confusion. "Why?" the two of them asked.

Hmm, maybe I should have asked Yoongi or Jimin if it was safe to tell their friends that Jimin is actually Mr. Park to me. They might get weirded out and send me home, and that'll only piss off Yoongi.

"I'm only sixteen, dummy," I rolled my eyes again.

"Aw, she's a little baby," Hoseok whined with a cute smile across his face.

Taehyung frowned. "That's not illegal here!" he giggled. "When's your birthday?" he questioned.

"February," I answered. "Valentine's day."

"Oh! We should help Jiminie out! Let's go back up to the roof and leave him and Asha here!" Hoseok exclaimed, quickly rising to his feet.

Taehyung began giggling, quickly rising to his feet. "Yes! Let's give him a sorta-almost-late birthday gift!" he shouted.

I stood up after them. "No!" I shouted. "We cannot do that!"

Taehyung and Hoseok broke into a fit of laughter. "Chim!" Hoseok yelled as they ran for the stairs.

I rolled my eyes. "Unbelievable," I mumbled. I sat down on the couch as the door to the hotel room opened.

I glanced back to find Yoongi walking in. Yoongi plopped down on the couch beside me. "Asha-ah!" he whined.

I looked over at him. "What, Yoongi?" I asked.

"Let's go to the roof," Yoongi said, slurring his words a bit.

Oh, he's drunk.

"Why would we do that?" I asked.

"Cause the other guys are heading up there, and I don't wanna make you feel left out," Yoongi said. "Tae and Hobi came down here to get Jimin."

I rose an eyebrow. "I won't feel left out, Yoongi," I told him.

Yoongi sighed. "Yes, you will. I know you, Ash. You act like it won't hurt you, but as soon as I leave, you'll be all depressed. Why don't you wanna come? My friends are fun," he said through a yawn.

I shrugged, and before I could answer, Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung came down the stairs. "We'll be on the roof, Suga!" Hoseok yelled just before they left the hotel room.

Honestly, I do want to go up there. Not specifically because of Jimin, but he was being really nice to me last night. So, he's a key part in me wanting to spend time with everyone.

The only thing I want to do right now, is spill the tea to Yoongi. He is my best friend and I always tell him everything. It's different this time, though. Jimin is Yoongi's friend, and they have been friends since college, and if I say anything, Yoongi will hate Jimin. But...I can always tell Yoongi about someone without mentioning who it actually is.

"Yoongi?" I turned to face him.

Yoongi looked over at me, raising his eyebrows. "Yees, my sweet sister?" he asked.

"There's this boy at school-," I started to say.

Yoongi's face dropped almost instantly. "Who?" he quickly asked.

"I won't say a name because you're freaking crazy," I replied. "But I need advice."

Yoongi nodded. "Proceed," he whispered, trying to keep his calm.

"Well, let's just call him A, okay?" I said. "When I started school, A started to kind of...target me, I guess? I don't know. He started to tease me -- like, he flirts to make me uncomfortable. It's like he enjoys seeing me all awkward!" I told him.

Yoongi squinted as he looked at me. "How old is this boy?" he asked.

"Around my age, I guess. He's a senior," I said, shrugging.

Yoongi sighed. "He probably likes you," he told me. "Boys tease girls when they like them, so, I'm sure A just has a little crush, that's all," he paused. "Do you like him, Asha?" he asked, slightly tilting his head.

I shrugged. "I barely know him, and it's hard to get to know him when he's saying things that make me all red and uncomfortable," I replied. "Besides, I think having a relationship with him will be a little inappropriate."

"Why would that be inappropriate?" Yoongi asked. "He's only a senior, right?"

I shrugged. "I guess," I mumbled.

Actually, he's a college graduate and he's also my chemistry teacher and one of your best friends.

"Listen, if this kid is bothering you, let me know," Yoongi said. "I can deal with him."

I smiled. "Thanks, spice master," I giggled, rising to my feet.

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he stood up. "Okay, demon child, are we going?" he asked.

"I guess," I flatly replied.

•••

11:46 PM

After arguing with Yoongi for what felt like an hour about which jacket he should wear, we finally made it to the roof. It's already super dark out, as it is nearly midnight. Most of the guys up here are drinking, including Yoongi.

The only one I haven't seen take a drink of alcohol, is Jungkook. Namjoon, unsurprisingly, tried to get me to try some, right before he passed out.

God, he is so weird.

"Are you still in school?" I asked Jungkook.

Jungkook nodded. "I'm in college," he responded.

"What's your major?" I asked him.

Jungkook slightly smiled, looking at me. "I'm studying Biology, I wanna be a teacher," he replied. "Are you going to college after high school?" he asked me.

I shrugged. "Maybe, I haven't decided yet. I already know what I wanna do with my life...but it's probably just a dream that will never happen," I mumbled.

"What is it?" Jungkook questioned.

"I wanna become a published author," I answered.

Jungkook smiled. "An author? I never would've thought you enjoyed writing," he said. "You know, Namjoon works for this really big book publishing company," he told me.

So, that must be who Jimin was talking about when he said he could talk to one of his friends who works for a book publishing company.

Lovely.

"Of course, it has to be the one I tried to strangle," I laughed, shaking my head.

Jungkook laughed. "Namjoon isn't that bad — he'll forgive you, he doesn't hold grudges," he told me.

I laughed again. "Until he does," I replied. I looked off of the roof, at Busan.

It's absolutely gorgeous.

"Oh, hey, Jimin," Jungkook quietly spoke, catching my attention again.

"Jungkook," Jimin said from behind me, while I turned to face him. "Can I have a minute with Asha?" he asked.

Jungkook nodded. "I'll see you later, Asha," Jungkook awkwardly smiled, then he walked back to the others.

I rose an eyebrow as I looked at Jimin. "Thank you," Jimin said to me.

"For?" I asked, lowering my eyebrows.

"Coming," Jimin said. Oh, God, he is definitely drunk. "You have...made this weekend much more tolerable," Jimin slurred out. I crossed my arms when I realized how close he is. His body is nearly touching mine. That's gross. "And I just want to take this moment to say...you have detention on Monday," he finished with a smirk.

I scoffed. "Wait, what?" I asked, realizing what he said.

"You skipped two days of school. Your parents aren't in Seoul, so they don't know. Someone has to punish you," Jimin said. "I have some much more effective ways to punish a girl, but as we both can see, you aren't quite ready for that yet," he whispered, pushing my hair away from my face as my cheeks turned red. "So, detention will do for now."

I swallowed hard as his fingers lingered on my face for far too long.

"Jiminie! Come on!" Jin yelled from behind him, ruining the moment Jimin and I were sharing.

Jimin stepped back and let his hand fall from my face. He gave me a long once over as a small smile teased on his lips.

My brother isn't even twenty feet away.

Is it just me, or is he more brave when he's drunk?

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11/27/18