The apartment was pitch dark when we entered. Not a sound could be heard.

Worried I looked at Jungkook, but he didn't seem concerned as he walked straight in. I hesitated on the doorstep only for a moment. Considering he walked right inside without bothering to switch on a single light, I rushed in after him.

My hands were sweating as my heart raced and the smallest rustles - made by our own feet - made me jump. I so badly wanted to close my eyes tight until he switched on a light, but at the same time was too terrified to close it.

I wasn't necessarily scared of the dark. I would never have survived all those midnight runs for Suga if I was. No it was enclosed dark places that made me phobic. Where I couldn't run away from danger or see where the danger could be.

I don't trust dark places as far as I can throw them - avoid them in this case I guess.

Which is why latching on to Jungkook's arm didn't take any reservations on my part. My side was literally pressed against his back and I might have been cutting the blood circulation in the arm I clutched. The last one I couldn't be sure about.

I was scared witless to even inquire where everyone else was. Suga Oppa had specifically asked us to come home.

If Jungkook found my reaction weird he neither showed it nor said anything. He glanced down at me, not that I could see, but being pressed close I could tell from his bodies movement.

He continued walking inside - dragging me with him. He didn't seem like he cared that I was literally attached like a leech to his side. Again, if this bothered him, he neither showed nor voiced it.

We walked all the way to the living room in pitch darkness. How he could navigate when I couldn't see him who was directly in my line of vision was beyond me. He just took walking blind because you know where everything is to a whole new level.

I mean, even if you walk blind around your own room, you'd have to feel your way so you don't crash. He did nothing of the sort but walk straight to the light switch.

"Happy Graduation!"

Six voices yelled the moment he switched the light on. Confetti flew on the air and six happy faces peered excitedly at me over a yummy looking cake. None of this I actually saw.

I screamed and pressed my face to Jungkook's back. I had been scared enough without them adding to it.

Eyes squeezed shut, I had Jungkook kinda pressed against the wall, my head pressed against his back. I distinctly heard a curse, but my own ringing ear blocked out any other sound.

A moment later I felt a hand stroke my hair.

"Ha-Ya." A voice went softly, as the hand stroked my hair. I flinched closer to Jungkook before the voice registered in my mind.

The moment it did I spun around and my blurry vision met Suga's worried eyes. And this time when he reached out to me, I fell into his arms.

No, I really fell straight into his arms all thanks to my legs having turned to jelly. The adrenaline rush of fear draining my strength with it. The moment I lost balance, Suga wrapped an arm around my waist keeping me upright.

I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his chest, in turn.

"What happened?" That was Jimin's voice.

I didn't see, but I felt them gathered around us. They kept their distance, thankfully.

"Ha-Ya is scared of dark places." Suga explained to them, rubbing my back soothingly. It was working.

I could feel my heartbeat calming and my breathing turning less harsher. Just being in his arms was enough to reassure me that I was fine, that I was safe. Him rubbing my back was only hastening the process of me calming down quicker.

"Let's sit." He told, returning his attention back to me. He pat my back, for me to stand up straighter. My legs still felt wobbly and I still needed his help staying upright.

"Here let me." Jungkook pushed past Jin and Tae to reach my other side - the one Suga wasn't standing on - when I took a wobbly step forward. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and bent, hooking the other behind my knees.

In one easy sweep he lifted me into his arms. My hand wrapped around his shoulder in an automatic reaction to retain my balance. It was my hand wrapped around Suga I had trouble removing.

As much as I trusted Jungkook, my fingers fisted tightly on Suga's t-shirt unconsciously when Jungkook took a step away from the older boy.

Everyone - including me - stared at my hand fisted on Suga's t-shirt. Chuckling, I had to put effort to pry my own fingers away from him. Not when everything inside me screamed not to let go, to hold on tightly. And the moment I did release him, I held my breath, forcing myself not to roll of Jungkook's hand and rush for him.

I had to mentally repeat to myself that he went nowhere. He was right here where I could still see him.

Leaning my head on Jungkook's shoulder, I curled my leg slightly. I closed my eyes trying to keep the panic that was crawling back at bay.

But next thing I knew he lowered me to the sofa and Suga was next to me.

"Shh... I'm here, right here." He whispered in my ear, wrapping me in his warm embrace.

Without real thought I curled myself to his side. Tossing my legs over his, fingers curled on his t-shirt over his chest and head buried in between my hand. His chin rested on top of my head and hand moved up and down my back in soothing motions.

His still body pressed against mine made me realise that I was actually trembling.

It took a while before I calmed down. But even when I stopped trembling, Suga didn't let go of me. He continued holding me, rubbing soothing circles up and down my back.

It was another while before I could lift my head off his chest and face everyone again.

"Alright?" Suga questioned worry crinkling his eyes but a smile on his lips. Biting my lip, I nodded my head.

"Yeah." I whispered, before clearing my throat. It was so dry I had trouble swallowing. "Water?" I asked laying my head back on his shoulder.

The word had just left my mouth when a tall glass of water was held out to me. I followed the arm and met Jin's equally worried gaze on me. It wasn't just Jin, everyone was gathered around the coffee table, watching us with varying expressions of worry and concern.

I smiled at Jin in thanks as I accepted the glass. I would have said it aloud of my voice was working.

I drained the glass in one shot.

Feeling much better I sat up pulling away from Suga's embrace - though my legs remained tossed over his.

"Sorry." I apologised to everyone.

Here they had planned a surprise party for me and I had to ruin their whole surprise by reacting the way I did. I had spoiled the whole partying mood - looking at the way they were all looking.

"Don't apologise. I should have remembered that you were afraid of dark places." Suga shot back, patting my back.

"We're the ones who should apologise Eun-Ha." Tae said as he knelt in front of me and took my hand in his larger ones. "We were the ones to scare you so much."

Shaking my head, I cupped his cheek with the hand he wasn't holding. He looked at me sadly.

"You didn't know I'd get scared. It's okay." I told sincerely. Smiling at him I looked around the room. No one looked like they believed me, so I changed the topic.

"Anyway, I'm hungry, can we eat?"

Jin laughed at my question, catching on to what I was doing. I'm sure everyone did, which is why they let the subject drop and soon we were all seated around the coffee table - which was littered with various dishes.

"Wait, wait, wait!" I yelled waving my hands as everyone got ready to eat. Seven pair of eyes looked at me puzzled. "I get first selection!" I beamed at them proudly.

"Fine, what do you want to eat?" Suga asked placing his chopsticks back on the table.

I turned to Jin instead.

"So, what in here did you make? I want to eat Jin oppa's cooking." I asked.

"Uh-" Jin scratched the back of his neck as he scanned the table. "Actually we didn't have enough time to make anything so we had to buy from the store." I pouted making him to quickly add, "I'll promise to make you something for breakfast."

That sounded like a amazing I idea so I smiled at him so widely I was showing all my teeth.

"I'd give you a hug, but I don't think my legs can quite manage standing up yet." I told him, not thinking before I said it. It wasn't until the words were already out of my mouth I realised what I said.

"Ah, come here sweet heart." Jin said as he walked over and sat down beside me in the couch. He held his arms for me and I dived right into that hug.

"Yah!" Suga yelled, pulling me away from Jin. "Only one person is allowed to flirt with Ha-Ya." He added, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him - creating enough space between me and Jin for someone to squeeze in between.

The boys cat-called at his words and started bugging who this special person was.

"Her boyfriend." He said with a smirk, ruffling up my hair. I chuckled pushing his hand away. I already knew what he was doing - warning them not to even think about asking me out.

I didn't mind. It saved me from having to reject them anyway. I mean, yes, they were pretty great to hang out with and they were all super fun in their own crazy unique way. Each and everyone of them. And I guess their generosity and kindness alone would make them great boyfriend material to many girls around the globe.

Yeah, I meant their A.R.M.Y alright.

Sure I don't use twitter, but I do know the kind of things said about them, especially overseas fans (though what most mean by daddy is a whole new mystery to me. One I didn't think I want to find out).

Anyhow, back to my point. I wasn't looking for a relationship with them - or anyone for that matter. I'd rather concentrate on myself and being Suga's errand girl for the time being. It was safe and secure.

As one of my favourite line went 'no commitment, no disappointment'.

Also, no heartbreak to cry over.

"Aren't you curious to know Ha-Ya?" Jimin's voice saying my name snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked at Jimin, clueless what he was talking about.

"Who the one guy Yoongi Hyung would allow you to date?" Tae supplied at my clueless look.

"Ah~" I opened my mouth when I understood, then shrugged my shoulder. "I don't really care. He's not going to approve of anyone anyway."

With that said, I grabbed my chopsticks and dug into the food laid out. I could feel their stunned gaze staring at me, but I ignored them. I wasn't up to explaining why he wouldn't approve or why I cared so little about it.

It wasn't like he was even my real brother. I could fight with him about this if I wanted to. Yet, Oppa, to me, is more precious than any guy I could/would/should date.

Because they are not the one who makes sure I'm always in one piece. They are not the ones to make me roll on the floor laughing by doing nonsense. They aren't the one being my shoulder to cry on and their embrace isn't the one I curl up in when I'm terrified or sad.

Suga Oppa is. He's the one who stood up for me, who helped me up, brushed of the dirt and encouraged me to keep walking. His hand was the one I held the first day I joined highschool. His wish was the first I got every birthday since the day we met.

He's the one who encouraged me to chase my dream, to be my silly self. He's the one who found me every single time I got lost in Seoul the first year I moved here.

I felt a nudge on my elbow and looked up to see Suga looking down at me. Worry crinkled his eyes.

"You okay?" He asked, his voice no more than a whisper. The rest of the boys were too engaged in their own conversation or the food to listen. "You've been frowning at the food for the past 3 minutes straight."

I chuckled nodding my head.

"I'm fine Oppa, I was just... thinking." I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Hmm... about what?" He asked, holding up a piece of chicken to my lips. I accepted it, even if my own chopsticks remained in my hand. I chewed my food as I thought over the answer.

"About how much I love you." I replied in all honestly, snuggling closer to him.

My reply only made him laugh before he ruffled my hair again. This time I neither ducked away or pushed his hand off. I let him muse up my hair to his hearts content. Tangles I can deal with in the solitude of my apartment.

Grinning up at him, I reached to the nearest bowl and without looking what I was eating stuffed it into my mouth.

"Woah!" I exclaimed, turning to the table surprised. "That was tasty." I added staring wide eyes at the table. As if the table will tell me what I just ate - or from which bowl.

I slipped off the couch and sat on the floor as I got really invested in eating. I'm not a big eater, but I could eat a lot when I really enjoy what I'm eating. If anyone one noticed me pigging out, they never complained, and I was too lost in the world of food to care.

A/N~

Loha lovely readers!!!

Firstly, I apologise for the super late update. Wattpad isn't working on my tab - my version is super old - so I had trouble editting this. But hopefully I can now get back to weekly updates. (A girl can dream).

On another note this was another light hearted chap with all the boys this time, but drama is coming up soon so stay tuned. If everything goes according to plan, then give it two-three chapters and we're in for a rollercoaster ride - I hope.

Do point out any typos and constructive criticism is always welcome.

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