If Dreams Could Tell

No One's POV

"Jimin can you hand me the jams?" Jin asked as he was cooking.

It has been a few days since Jae Seok transferred to your school. He would constantly try to follow you either when you're at school or when you walk home. But Bts would always get in the way to help you.

You were now in cooking class in school, and all 8 of you were in the same class for this without Jae Seok who was scheduled in almost all of your classes. The good thing was that he was never in class.

"He doesn't have any." Rap Mon said in the kitchen station next to him.

"But we do. Get it yourself, it's in the cabinet. You don't need to borrow it from someone." You said chopping some onions. You were partnered up with Jin much to your dismay.

Jimin rolled his eyes, "Seriously Guys?"

Rap Mon shrugged, "It's true."

You sniffled and rubbed your nose.

"Is someone crying?" Jimin asks. He looked at Jin. 'He's fine.' Jimin thought. He looked over to you and burst out laughing. "Baekhee is that you?" He watched as you struggled to slice the onions.

"Nope, it's Jin's ringtone." You said.

"Jin's ringtone? Come on, you know better than that." Jimin said.

"I. Really. Hate. Chopping. Onions. So I don't know why I'm assigned to do this." You sniffled again.

Jin chuckled, "You really don't know how to chop onions do you?" He leaned over, his chest to your back and his hands on top of yours. He did a few examples before pulling away letting you try.

You tried to hide your flustered face with your hair, but it didn't seem to work.

"Whoa look, Baekhee's a blushing mess." Jimin teased.

"S-shut up!" You said.

Jin only smirked, "Falling for me already I see."

You glared. "I hate you."


With V and J-hope

No One's POV

V looked over at J-hope who also overheard the conversation between, you, Jin and Jimin, but he ignored them.

"Hobie Hyung!"

J-hope turned around and sniffled from chopping the onions. It has been a while since V had called him that. He slightly smiled.

"Yeah?"

"You look great today!" He said in attempt to make J-hope feel better.

"Okay? That was random." He said and sighed, "I know where this is going. I'm not jealous. I don't want to be that kind of person."

V sighed in relief, "Phew. Don't worry Hyung, you know I won't fall for her either."

J-hope looked down, "Right..."

Just then, something exploded from kitchen 6 which happened to be Rap Mon and his unfortunate partner Jimin.

You coughed waving your hands around to get rid of the smoke, "Great job, Rap Mon. Cooking skills on point." You coughed some more while Jin patted your back. "It's natural."

"Kim Namjoon. That's the 7th time you blew up my kitchen!" Mrs. Shin exploded. Mrs. Shin was an tiny elderly lady with a surprisingly scary attitude despite her image.

"You're gonna fail my class and pay for this kitchen too." Mrs. Shin said. She looked around and shook in anger when she saw the mess the other students had made. "You know what? You'll all fail my class!" She yelled.

"Man..I'm broke."


Baekhee's POV

It was now lunch period. Bts and I sat on the roof. It was a daily routine now, Bts wouldn't eat in the cafeteria anymore. The roof was a quiet place since no one comes up here.

"Mrs. Shin was so scary." Rap Mon said, "I can't pay for another kitchen."

"Don't worry, we'll work this out somehow." Jin patted his back.

"But now I know I'll get my first 'F' on the last quarter of my senior year." J-hope sulked.

"It's okay." V forcefully patted his back unlike Jin who only lightly patted Rap Mon's. "You won't fail school."

"Hey Baekhee?" Suga said.

"Hmm?"

"Did you bring a pillow?" He asks.

"No, why would I?" I looked at him weirdly.

"Then I'll just have to do this." Suga layed down and put his head on my lap. I knew I protested, he would say that I'm invading his privacy. How does that even work?

After lunch was over I had Biology. I groaned. I hated biology. The teacher was mean(not as bad as Mrs. Shin) and all she does is exaggerate on every word and point on random people to answer questions and embarrass you.

"What do you have next, Baekhee?" V asks. "Biology? I have history. Even worse."

"But biology is bad too. I have Mr. Jung."

"Oh. I have an idea."

"What?"

"Let's ditch."


V was about to cross the stoplight when a car sped past the redlight.

I recognized the symbol. The eagle with a cross. I pulled V back in the last second and sighed in relief before hugging tightly onto him.

"Don't just go across even when the stoplight is green. Look before you walk." I said, "You could've hurt yourself." I whispered.

Hs smiled softly and ruffled my hair. "I thought you didn't care."

"I do. Though I won't care if Jin was the one being ran over." I said.

V laughed, "Don't say that. Why do you hate him so much?"

"Reaons."

V laughed again.


We arrived at the amusement park again.

"I want to go in the haunted house!" V said, "Is it really that scary?"

"No. But...you'll understand when you experience it." I said as he dragged me in line. Wait, there was no line.

Something fell one the floor like last time.

"This really isn't scary." V said.

"No. You're gonna jinx it."

"Why? How can I possibly jinx it?"

Someone tapped our shoulders. V turned around and screamed dragging me with as the 'thing' was chasing us. This was my second time going in the haunted house, but it was still as horrifying as before.

"That's the exit." I said.

V opened it but it wouldn't budge.

"Never mind! Wrong door!" I pulled V to the other side but it was too late. The 'thing' jumped on V.

V flung him off. "Run!"

"That's the exit for sure." I said.

We panted as we exited. "Never *pant* gonna go *pant* again." V said.

"Told you so."

"I can't wait to record Jimin when he goes in." V said.

He pulled you to one of the biggest rides Jungkook dragged you to last time.

I was a bit more comfortable this time. For the picture, V's hands were wrapped around my should while I held a peace sign out and he held a peace sign horizontally over his eye.

"Let's buy this picture! It came out great!" V said and handed the lady some money.

"Do you like the picture that much?" I asked him.

He nodded childishly. "I just remembered!"

"What?"

"We never went on the Ferris wheel last time!"

Notes

Mrs. Shin and Mr. Jung actually relate to some of my teachers (Art, and Facs) not to be rude...XD Comment, vote and Subscribe!
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