7 5 : Dumb head

Yelling through the whole fall I saw a bright light coming closer. I tumbled through the bushes on a soft grassy field on my face. I groaned in pain as tried to push myself up from the ground. The fall this time was comparatively small.

"Hey! Who are you?!" I heard a deep voice above me.

Trying to adjust my vision I scrambled on my feet pointing my knife at whoever was in front of me.

"Really? A butter knife?" I heard and looked at the person who scoffed at me with now perfect vision.

"Put it down weirdo.. There isn't any butter here to spread on breads."

"Butter knife or not... I can stab you anyways.." I mumbled.

"Shut up weirdo. And tell me how did you get here? Who are you... hey! Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

First of all rude. This boy in front of me was totally offensive.

"Last time I check walking in the forest was not illegal." I spat throwing my stupid butter knife away and started to dust of dirt on myself.

He was glaring at me and I was returning the favor. His brownish blond hair covering his forehead, soft face contrasting with his rough expression, he was in front of me towering, tilting his head to side with the clothes that screamed foreign brands.

Nice... a pretty boy with foul personality! Exactly what I needed after that trip to wonderland.

"Of course... not in forest but walking in my property is!" he scoffed. "How did you even get inside? Are you a spy? Who sent you?!" he started bombarding me with questions.

"Yeah.. A spy with butter knife...." I muttered under my breath rolling my eyes.

"Hey... wait. I'm just lost. I didn't know it is your property okay?"

"Huh! Liar. You can't just get lost in here. This place is secured! Tell me the truth weirdo!"

"I'm telling the truth. I don't think people get lost willingly dumb head!"

"How dare you call me that? While standing on my property!"

"Look I have no intention to stand on your property okay.. I just don't know way out and my phone broked when I fell." I said calmly.

"Master!!" a short man maybe in his 30s came running towards us.

"Oh! Good. You came on right time Heo Sambo. I caught this girl trespass here, call the security!" he ordered his servant.

"You! How dare you trespass here girl! I'm calling security right now, master!" the said man pointed his finger at me and started to call security.

"Sir, this not what you are thinking... I really got lost here please. I didn't even know there was a personal property of someone in this mountain. I just want to get out here, you know Jung hoseok right? Jhope the famous dancer and choreographer? He's my brother! He would probably be searching me being worried sick. Please let me go" I pleaded at the older man. But, he just glanced back at his master.

"Call your brother then, we can see if you are telling truth or not." The rude master said.

"My phone is broken."

"Heo Sambo." He called out his servant and ordered "give her your phone."

The older man did as ordered and I quickly dialed to hobi.

"Hello? Oppa!"

"Haesoo?" hobi picked up.

"Yah! Where the hells are you?! Why aren't you answering your phone!" he screamed over the call.

"I'm sorry. I got lost in forest and my phone broke. Now, I found some people and in this boy's property-"

"- hey! I'm a man." The rude boy chimed in.

'You are little bitch! But I'm trying to be nice here' I muttered glaring at him.

"Ask them the address" hobi said over the phone.

"Can you tell me where are we?" I asked the elder man.

"Give me the phone, I'll tell him." The older man took the phone from me and told hobi the address of this place. After that he ushered me on a small path.

The surrounding was just like some forest not like someone's property. There was little picnic table set up in middle of the grassy field. Guess, he was having picnic here. After following a while I saw a big mansion with large glass windows which were shining because of the sunlight that was peeking through cloudy sky.

'Wow! Exactly how rich he is?'

I thought I was one of the rich family in kingdom of corea but this! This is another level of richness!

Wait?!

Does that mean that weird place was his? Should I ask him?

"I know I'm handsome but please can you stop staring?"

"Huh! What? My toenail is more handsome than you." I scoffed.

"Oh ho! How dare you talk like that to pr-?"

"Sambo!" the boy interrupted the servant.

"I mean how you dare talk like that about our young master.." the servant said fumbling

I looked at both suspiciously trying to understand was just happened.

"It's okay, Sambo... she'll definitely ask her forgiveness later." He smirked at me knowingly.

"Trust me I'll not. Don't keep your hopes up" I smirked back at him and he just laughed.

Ugh! This boy.

We waited in his big living room for Yoongi and hoseok.

"What's that thing in your hands?" the boy asked curiously.

"Nothing just a flute." I replied short and swiftly put the flute in my bag away from his prying eyes.

"Master, some people are at gate asking for Jung haesoo." A servant interrupted his next question

"So, your name is haesoo?" he asked showing his annoying smile.

"Yeah. Got any problem with that?" I talked back

"Send them in." he ordered his servant.

After few minutes I saw another servant open the big doors of living room and a frantic hobi dashed from it.

"Thank god! You are okay! You know how worried we were?!" he said hugging me tightly.

"Did you get hurt somewhere? God! What are these scratches on your arms! Are you in pain?" hobi started to inspect me.

"I'm fine hobi. It's just minor scratches." I reassured him.

"That's a relief; don't go anywhere running like this squirrel. Do you know how scared we were?" Yoongi said patting my hair softly.

"Thank you so much for helping our kid and sorry for the inconvenience." Yoongi said bowing to the arrogant kid and his servant.

"Yeah, thank you so much!" hobi followed the suite.

"Teach your kid some manners. How can she trespass?"

"Sambo enough." His master scolded him to stop after seeing yoongi's death glare.

I pressed my lips together to contain my laugh.

"We are really sorry. She probably just got lost. If she caused any trouble we are ready to pay for it." Yoongi continued with his poker face.

Yes! Go my yoongles! Show that arrogant boy his place. This is the reason why I love Yoongi so much. Cuz he loves me more. The best thing hobi did for me ever is being yoongi's mate.

"How dare you boast about your money in front of kingdom of cor-"

"Heo Sambo! Shut it!" the boy glared at his servant.

"He talks too much sometimes..."

"Sorry master..."

"She didn't cause any trouble for us. It's our pleasure to help the sister of artist like you Mr. Jung" the boy smiled.

Hmm.. Wonder where that smirk and attitude go..?

See what a little fame can do.

"I'm choi beomgyu." He introduced himself forwarding a hand.

"Oh.. Um.. Jung hoseok. Nice to meet you." Hobi smiled at him awkwardly while taking his hand.

"I love your dance! And you must be Mr. Min Pd right? Your songs are awesome." He turned to Yoongi to shake hands.

"Thank you." Yoongi smiled a little.

"Have tea with us. We would love to serve you." He offered.

Look at him.. He got from 100 to 0 in matter if seconds.

"We would love too-"

I swear I'll kill hobi if he agreed-

"- but, we are little tight on schedule. We should get going now. Thank you once again and sorry for the inconvenience." Hoseok continued.

Thank god!

"Oh.. Maybe next time?" that beomgyu aka sly cat aka rude boy said.

"Yeah, definitely." Hobi smiled at him and turned to leave.

I scoffed at beomgyu with mocking expression and he just raised his eyebrow and winked at me with that annoying smile. I looked at him weirdly and turned my back on him as Yoongi held my hand in his and tucked it as telling me to walk.

I glanced at him for last the last time to just mock him by showing him my tongue and flipped my hair in attitude as I turned to walk again.

The sun was above our head as telling us that it's past noon. We had our lunch at some restaurant on the road and hobi drove us towards home.

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