Drugged up on love ch4

I thought the drive to my house would be uncomfortable, that it was just the party atmosphere that made us get along that well, but the fun didn't stop. He kept making me laugh and the conversation never stopped, that it almost made me sad when he pulled up to my house.
"Nice house." He said, observing the Victorian house.
"Thanks."
His attention turned back to me. "I had a really good time with you tonight."
I couldn't help but smile at him. "Yeah, me too. Thank you for the drive too."
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school?" He asked as I unbuckled myself.
"Bet on it." I smirked and got out of the car, noting as I started walking up to my house that the lights were on in my room. I sighed to myself and walked up on the porch as Taehyung started the car again and left. After locking myself inside, I threw off my coat, bag and kicked off my shoes before walking upstairs to my room. Lights were seeping out from beneath the door out into the dark hallway. I don't understand why he always comes to me when I'm the one he's mad at, I thought to myself as I closed the door behind me and walked into my bedroom. On my bed, RM was curled up on his side, snoring lightly.

I shook my head as I poked his ribs, waking him up. "Zip me down?" I asked, turning my back to him. Without a word, he complied, zipping my dress down before laying back down in the bed. I pulled the dress off me and put the small bags from my pocket onto the dresser. With my pyjama shorts on and a singlet, I crawled into bed next to RM, making him the big spoon as I grabbed his arm and put it around me. After a little while, I felt him pull the covers over us both, pulling me closer to him, and with that, we had made up. We never fought for a long time; it was just physically impossible for us. I turned myself around to look at him. He was asleep again, evident by the light snoring. I thought if I maybe stared long enough at him, I could figure out why he was so irritated with me, but the boy was a mystery. That was a rare thing in itself, since I could read him like an open book. Also, he would never keep his own thoughts to himself, so why is this time so different? I knew I had to fix whatever was bothering him. I couldn't lose him. He was my best friend.
I wrapped my leg around his waist and shoved my face into his chest, putting my arm around his that was around me. Like that, I fell asleep.

I woke up the next with the winter sun streaming into the room, which reminded me I had to start putting up decorations soon. After stretching myself, making basically every bone in my body crack, I poked the sleeping RM next to me who was still holding me.
"What time is it?" He mumbled; eyes still closed.
"12am."
"5 more minutes." He said, turning in the bed. I sat up next to him and laid myself across him, so we were face to face. "Can I help you?" I puckered my lips, which made him groan because he had to lean up a little to kiss me. His lips met mine with a familiar tone, but it wasn't more than just a peck. It was more for me to reassure myself that we were good. I smiled to myself as I got off him and the bed to get dressed. "I'm not complaining about the wakeup call, but I would prefer not to be waken up at all."
"Then you shouldn't crash with me." I said, pulling out a new change of clothes from the closet and dresser.
"But that's the best place to crash."
"Then stop complaining." I laughed. "You've been spending too much time with Suga. I'm convinced he would sleep for years if no one woke him up."
"Could you come here for a bit?" RM asked, signalling for me to come back to him. I put down the clothes, doing as he asked. Before I could respond, he grabbed me and pulled me back into bed with him. "That's better." He was hovering above me, smiling so his dimples were showing.
"I've got things to do." I pouted.
"Do them later." He smirked and leaned down to kiss me, but in one swift movement, I had put him underneath me. "You think this bothers me, but it really doesn't." His hands moved up my thighs to my hips.
I leaned down to him. "Who said I did this to bother you?" I murmured. Just as I was about to kiss him, we were interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming closed downstairs.
"Lee! I'm home!" Someone called out. I felt my eyes grow wide as I met RM's equally shocked expression. "Lee?" Without a word, we got out of the bed and got to work. I quickly got out of my pyjamas and jumped into new clothes while RM took the bags from last night off my dresser and put them under the loose floorboard where I kept all sort of secret things.
"Wasn't she supposed to come home on Monday?" RM whispered as he helped me put on my sweater that I managed to put on incorrectly.
"That's what she said." I whispered back. "Open the door." He walked over and opened the door wide to not cause any suspicion on us. I checked myself in the mirror quickly to make sure nothing gave us away before we walked together to greet my mother. As we descended the stairs, RM right behind me, we saw my mom dragging her suitcase after her to the living room.
"Hi mom." I greeted confused.
"Lee, sweetie!" She exclaimed, letting go of the suitcase and embracing me. My mother was a beautiful woman, let me tell you. Her hair was long, straight and black and her face was the most gorgeous thing in this world. If she wanted to, I'm sure she could've been a model or something. I guess I got most of my dad's genes. "I didn't think you were home."
"I guess I could say the same. I thought you weren't coming home until Monday."
She let go of me and studied my face. "I wanted to surprise you, so I came home earlier." Then her eyes landed on RM who was standing behind me. "Namjoon! How good to see you! It's been too long!"
"Hi, Mrs. Byeon." RM smiled, hugging my mother.
"Goodness, you've gotten so tall." Mom beamed, studying RM as well. "It's so good to see you two together." RM and I exchanged a quick glance as my mother grabbed her suitcase again, heading for the living room. "You haven't decorated yet, I see. It's almost Christmas, you know. Namjoon, would you please go to the little room upstairs in the hallway to get the Christmas box, so we can decorate?"
"Mom, I think maybe RM should head out." I said, following her. "I've got some stuff to do and I didn't get to clean the house before you came."
"Don't worry, we won't bother you, sweetie." Mom said, grabbing my hands with a smile. "Go do what you have to do, and we'll decorate. If that's okay with you Namjoon?" Her eyes landed on RM.
"Of course, I'll help." He smiled back before heading back upstairs before I could protest even more.
"Lee, how about I decorate and make us dinner while you do your things, and we'll eat together and talk about all the things I've missed these past two weeks? Sound like a plan?" Mom asked. I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded my head in agreement.

While mom and RM started decorating the house, I was seated at the kitchen island with my computer preparing for my upcoming test. The box of decorations were conveniently placed next to me by RM so every time he had to go back to get new things to hang up, his hand casually caressed my back, carefully so that mom didn't see. He liked to tease me, he always had. I had to supress the urge to smack him though, which has also not changed over the years.
"You enjoying spending time with my mom?" I asked as RM looked through the box. Mom was upstairs decorating the hallway.
"Always." RM smiled and winked to me. He walked behind me, putting his arms on each side of me so he could lean on the counter and have his chin on my shoulder. "What are you doing?"
"Prepping for a test." I said, shoving his head off me. "Why are you in such a cuddly mood today?" He backed off, a little confused apparently. "You change your mood faster than my mom leaves the house, which says a lot, you know."
"Sorry." He mumbled and went back to the box. My phone started ringing next to me and I answered it without thinking.
"Hello?" I answered, my focus on the pc.
"Hey, Lee?" A somewhat familiar voice came through. I pulled the phone from my ear and checked the caller ID, but it was unknown.
"Yeah, who's this?" I asked.
"Oh, sorry. This is Taehyung. Jimin gave me your number." Taehyung said, and I could almost feel his smile through the call. My attention was immediately pulled away from my work and I got off the barstool.
"Hey, Tae." I smiled. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you." RM's attention was brought back to me as I walked out of the kitchen into the living room. "How was your night?"
"It was good, thanks. I just called to ask if you were free this afternoon? Maybe if you wanted to go somewhere with me?" He asked. I couldn't help but feel the butterflies in my stomach come to life by his words. I spun around the living room, feeling excited.
"Ehm, yeah, sure." I answered, making sure not to sound to enticed. "When and where?"
"How about around 5? I'll pick you up?"
I jumped up on the couch, doing some sort of weird victory dance that I thank God that there weren't any cameras present. "Okay, cool. See you then."
"Okay, see you later." With that, we hung up and I fell down on the couch. A huge smile had spread across my face. My heart was beating so hard.
"Good news, darling?" Mom asked, entering the living room. I sat up as she hung some tinsel on the bookshelf.
"Mom, can we eat dinner a little earlier? Someone I know wants me to hang out with them later." Mom raised an eyebrow at me.
"A boy?" She asked. I had a silent debate if I should tell her or not, but it was probably better to tell her, so I nodded in conformation. Her eyes ventured over to RM who was standing in the archway between the kitchen and living room. He shot us a smile before going back into the kitchen. Mom sighed before she smiled at me. "Okay, if that's what you want. I'll start dinner."
I followed her into the kitchen. "What's for dinner?"
"Beef with vegetables and rice." She answered. "You want to stay for dinner, Namjoon?"
RM smiled to her, but shook his head. "I should probably head back home. I'm sure my roommates are waiting."
"You should bring Yoongi and Hoseok for dinner sometime. It's been so long since I've seen those two." Mom smiled back. Namjoon nodded and walked out to the entrance hall. Mom nodded for me to follow him. I shook my head, because why should I? He has left the house a million times before, why should this be any different, but she wouldn't stop signalling. I sighed and followed him out.
He was putting on his coat as I stopped in front of him. "I'll see you this weekend?"
I nodded. "I guess. We've got some shipments to get handled, so most likely, yeah."
"Call me, alright?" He smiled and was about to leave, but suddenly a question popped into my head.
"How's Nayeon?" I asked, taking RM by surprise. He turned back, confused.
"Why the sudden interest?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I just wondered."
"She's fine." He answered. Why would he lie? Suga said she hadn't been in the house for months, or maybe they were at her place? RM walked out of the house and closed the door behind him, leaving me in confusion.

I dropped my bag by the front door and kicked off my shoes, feeling like crap. I had barely slept the entire night. Not because of the pain, but because I felt guilty for what happened to Tae. I sighed to myself as I walked further into the house. J-Hope sat on the couch watching TV, but as soon as he saw me, he flew up and practically ran to me.
"Oh god." He said, examining the cuts, bruises and the huge band aid on my temple. Suga came in straight after, his fists balling up when he saw me.
"Lee…"He started, but I guess he couldn't find the words. Something that was very unusual for him.
"It's nothing." I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. "Tae got the worst. If it hadn't been for me, he would be fine." Before they could answer, RM came into the room. He took one look at me and I could see the anger take over him. Without hesitation, he started heading for the front door.
"No! RM, don't!" We all protested, holding him back from going anywhere.
"I'm going to kill him!" RM yelled, trying to get away from us.
"It wasn't his fault!" I yelled back. His eyes found mine.
"He should have kept you safe."
"It was my fault, okay?" I said, putting my hands on each side of his face. "Mine. Not his. Don't go anywhere." He closed his eyes for a second, collecting himself, before wrapping his arms around me. Suga and J-Hope let go of him, slowly. Together, we sat down around the coffee table. RM sat down next to me on the couch.
"How did they know where to find you? Where you out in the open?" J-Hope asked while stuffing some small bags into a box for transportation later.
I shook my head. "No, we were at this secluded place by the ocean, but it wasn't hard to find, and we were in their territory, so I guess it was just fair."
"It's not fair to attack someone for just being there." Suga disagreed. "What did they say?"
"They asked why we were there, but I don't think they believed us, so they attacked Tae." I pushed away the mental pictures and focused on the details before the violence. "They didn't realize who I was though."
"How do you know?" J-Hope asked.
"They told Tae to send a message to the queen of the Westside to never cross anything over to their border again." I sighed and pulled my legs up on the couch. "I guess they thought Tae worked for me or something."
"That's what they get though for having such high prices on their stuff." Suga mumbled. "We wouldn't need to go over to Paldogangsan if they had reasonable prices."
"So, are we going to stop selling to the Paldogangsan then?"
"Yes." RM said at the same time as I said; "No." We immediately looked at each other.
"What do you mean yes?" I asked confused.
"What do you mean no? You were attacked and hurt, Lee! You're not putting yourself in danger." RM said, raising his voice.
"I can't just cut out an entire part of our costumers!" I said, raising my voice too. "It's our income, RM!"
"We've got tons of other places to sell to! We sell enough!" He protested. "You'll manage just fine!"
"I'm not worried about me! The money I earn doesn't go towards me! Have you forgotten?" I yelled, standing up from the couch. "All the money from this business is to give you guys your best chance! I'm already set! My mom works her ass off to be able to give me a future and I pay the price for that already by seeing her once or twice a month, but I do this for you! So you can get out of this town with me!"
"I never asked you to do that!" RM yelled back.
"You didn't have to!" That brought the room to complete silence.
"I think," Suga started. "That if we stop selling to Paldogangsan, the consequences of stopping will be bigger than continuing."
"There would be a riot." I sighed, sitting down again, but I forgot about the pain in my hand, so I winced the second my hand hit the couch. Luckily, RM didn't notice.
"So we continue as we were then?" J-Hope asked. I nodded, leaning back in the couch.
"Just gotta be more careful, that's all." I added. RM abruptly stood up and walked up to his bedroom. "What's his deal lately? He's been so incredibly moody."
"Well, his best friend did just get beat up." J-Hope answered.
"No, besides that. He's been on a rollercoaster of moods."
"Your so incredibly dense." Suga sighed before he headed for his own bedroom.
"What? Why?" I called after him, but no response. "Suga!" J-Hope stood up with the box under his arm and headed for the basement. "J, what is he talking about?" No response. "Well, I can't possibly know what you're talking about if you won't tell me, can I?" I mumbled before I walked upstairs to RM's bedroom.
He was laying on his bed, his back towards me, when I entered. "You make me so frustrated." I sighed as I sat down on his desk chair.
"Return." He mumbled before sitting up and looking at me.
"Wanna tell me what's up now?"
"Besides you almost potentially getting killed?"
I scuffed. "That's taking it a little far, don't you think? It was merely to scare me, nothing more."
"Lee, you're beat up. If the cops hadn't shown up, you could very well have been killed, and I really don't wanna see that happen."
"Yeah, me neither." I sighed before I went over to sit next to him on the bed. "Okay, let's make a deal. I won't get myself killed and you tell me what's up with you lately. Sound good?"
He scuffed and laid back down on the bed. "Nothing's up."
"Stop lying."
"I'm not."
"You lied about Nayeon."
He looked up at me. "I didn't?"
"Yeah, you did. Suga told me she hasn't been here for months and when I asked how she were, you said she was okay." I pulled my legs up on the bed. "Now, how can you possibly know that if you haven't seen her?"
"Just because I haven't seen her, doesn't mean she can't be doing fine."
"Ha! So you haven't seen her!" I exclaimed. He rolled his eyes and turned his back to me.
"Okay, so I haven't seen her." He mumbled. "Is that a crime? And don't change the subject."
I moved myself across him and lay down face to face with him. "What happened? Is it because of her you're always so…frustrated? I know you liked her."
"We just grew apart." RM answered.
"It's not because of our…thing, is it?" I asked, suddenly hit with a wave of panic. "Because if it is, I can talk to her and settle everything down. Tell her we're only friends and it doesn't mean an—"
"Don't finish that sentence, please." RM interrupted. "It wasn't because of us."
"Good." I said relieved. "I'd hate it if it was."
"Does Tae know?" RM asked after a while of silence.
"About us?" I asked, getting a nod in response. "No, should he? I mean, we have been on exactly two dates, and I don't think they even qualify as dates. On the last one we were attacked, so he might not even want a real one, but, if by some miracle, he wants a date, I guess I have to tell him in the end." I turned to lay on my back, staring up at the ceiling. "Of course, we would have ended this by the time that comes."
I could feel RM tense up by my side for a second. "Yeah, I guess we would."
"But hey, don't think you'll be completely replaced, yeah?" I said, turning back to him, meeting his eyes. "You're still my best friend, and I love you, so you bet your ass I'll be here every time I can. We still got a business together too. You're just relieved from the physical stuff, which I bet will be a blessing, right?"
"I'll see if J-Hope needs some help with packing." RM suddenly said and got out of the bed.
"RM—" I couldn't finish the sentence, before he disappeared out the room.