#this is why i was scared to fucking leave years ago 😒

[original-punks]

What the fuck

[elliesgaythoughts]

Shut up

MDNI

Sub!loser!Ellie x Dom!Fem

Warnings: public sex, getting caught, fingering e!receiving, reader is a munch, squirting, Ellie bites readers boobie!, reader sucks some titty, thigh riding, dacryphelia, overstim, y/n ONCE, mama kink goes both ways, fluff.

(I don’t like this🥹)

Ellie stands in front of her mirror looking herself up and down, her glasses covered eyes landing on her worn out converses trailing up her blue jeans and stopping at the hoodie that drowned her slender body “this is so stupid” she whispers to herself, trying to convince herself to not meet up with you, because how could you, a fucking goddess want her.

You both met a few weeks ago, Dina added you to their group chat and Ellie, after her eyes scanned your photo a smile creeping up her face as her eyes landed on the pretty breasts that peeked at the top of your shirt. She paused taking you in, admiring you shamelessly, SHE ALMOST FUCKING DIED, you were in her group chat, you could see all the fucking stupid shit she said daily, all the texts where she joked about shitting herself, you wouldn’t know they were a jokes!

Her heart raced as she went through 3 years of messages trying to delete everything you could possibly read to consider her a fucking loser, there was a lot. DING!

Her eyes dart to the new message at the bottom of the group chat:

Dina: told you

You: damn you’re right, she’s a fucking loser😭😭

Ellie: what the fuck?!!

Ellie: Dinaaa!!

Ellie: I’m not a fucking loser! (She lied)

Ellie: Dina, whyy?😞 (tears well in her eyes)

You giggled to yourself, watching the bubbles appear for the fithed time, but you decide to interrupted her.

You: I like losers

You knew about Ellie for a while now, you were mutual friends, you flirted with her on the low, maybe even kissed her while you were both drunk at a party, only for both of you to pretend you forgot it happened when you sobered up, honestly, you thought she was really cute but you were just too nervous to DM her so you and Dina came up with an idea to get her attention.

Ellie: oh😲

Ellie: ohhh😏

Dina: Y/n wanted to ask did you want to see the new superhero film with her?

Dina: She asked me first but I said no because I’m not a fucking loser, but I knew one

Ellie: is this true?

You: yeah, do you wanna go with me?🥺

Ellie: 😏

You: what does that mean?

Dina: it means yes!

You: woohoo🥳

Ellie: woohoo!!

Dina: woohoo😒

Dina: fucking nerds!

Her head whips around at the sound of her front door being knocking frantically “let me in!” Dina yells from the other side of the door “geez” she mutters under her breath, dragging her feet as she goes to unlock it “hurry upp, I’m gonna miss it!” The door clicks open and Dina runs in, nearly knocking Ellie on her ass “WHAT THE FUCK DINA!?”

Dina is kicking her shoes off and laying herself on the her couch, her hand behind her head as she flicks through the channels, ignoring Ellie “she’s downstairs”

“who”

“You know who” dina smirks, eyeing her.

“Ohmygod. Oh my god” she starts to panick, you were supposed to meet her at the cinema, that’d give Ellie some time to come up with some ‘game’ as she calls it.

“Tell her I’m Ill”

“Fuck off”

“I’m serious” Ellie begs

“Get the fuck out”

“Dinaaa”

“Ellieee” she rolls her eyes

“C’monn” she practically begs.

Dina sigh’s standing up and Ellie instantly regrets her decision, she was intimidated by you, but maybe not enough to stand you up-SLAP!

Dinas palm lands onto Ellie’s cheek, she grips her face with both hands, pulling her closer “she’s hot?”

“Yeah?” Ellie replies, wanting to punch Dina in the throat.

“She asked you out?”

“Yeah”

“So why the fuck are you scared of her?”

“I’m a fucking loser.” She whimpers.

“She likes losers” she leans into Ellie’s ear “she likes to fuck losers.”

Ellie’s clit twitches in her boxers at the thought of you having your way with her.

“you gonna go down there and show her a great time, okay?”

Ellie bites her lip in contemplation “Fuck, fuck okay” she turns to leave, in a hurry.

Dina lands a smack to Ellie’s asscheek “go get em tiger” she laughs to to herself as Ellie slams the door, holding her asscheek.

The icy wind hit your bare legs as you watched Ellie walk towards you, her head low and hands in her pockets, when she finally got close enough to you, you spoke “hey ellie”

She reluctantly lifts her head and can’t help but smile at the sight of you, her pupils growing as they skim your face but avoiding your stare “uh hey, l-lemme get that for you” she walks past you and reaches for the handle of a worn of truck, something you imagined an old southern man would drive “this yours?” You question.

“Uh yeah, Joel gave me it” she waves you in shyly and you sit down, hearing the door creak closed, you look around the vehicle, inhaling the smell of pine from the little tree that hung from her mirror, you lean out the window and look her up and down “cute.”

Ellie never knew if you were talking about the truck or her but she chose to believe it was about herself.

The journey was smooth, you pretended to stare out the window only to catch Ellie’s multiple glimpses at you, you seen it all, the way her eyes scanned your bare thighs, the way they hovered to your cleavage, how her fingers tapped the steering wheel repeatedly, anxiously, the way her eyes almost bolted out her head when you grabbed her wrist to play with the rainbow bracelet that lay there twiddling with it “that’s pretty” you mutter.

She coughs, clearing her throat “Uh..yeah thank you” for the first time tonight her eyes locked onto yours “you’re prettier”

“I know baby, thank you” you smile at her and place her hand onto your thigh, looking out the window again, listening to her trying to steady her breathing as you smile to yourself…

You look at yourself in the bathroom mirror, admiring yourself and touching up your make up, you’ve already chose the seats and sent Ellie to get snacks and wait for you.

After you decide you’re done you give yourself one more glance up and down and spin on your heels to walk out. The door almost knocking you off your feet as it comes towards you at lightning speed “what the fuck!” You scream as a short brunette woman barges past you “I didn’t fucking hear you! Shut the fuck up!” She says as she rolls her eyes at you and attempts to fix her hair in the mirror, completely ignoring you.

You could have a cat fight with her or you could go see the beautiful woman that’s waiting for you, you roll your eyes “bitch” you mutter under your breath as you leave her try to fix the mess atop her head.

Smiling to yourself at the thought of being so close to Ellie for the next few hours, you stroll into the dark screening room, looking up to see the auburn headed girl already downing a comically large bucket of popcorn, smiling contently to herself.

She catches you staring up at her and much to her demise she fucking chokes on the food in her mouth, coughing to clear her throat, you can’t help but laugh to yourself as you walk up the steps towards her.

“hey” you smile at her.

“hey” she whispers back.

“You gonna share?” You nod at the bucket that she’s clutching onto for dear life as you sit down beside her.

“Uh” she laughs “of course” handing you the bucket over, her fingers brushing yours and you almost melt as a shiver runs up her spine “cuteee” you squeal in your head as you get comfortable, putting your elbow on the armrest and placing your cheek in your palm as you watch the smile grow on her face as the theme song begins to play, she is so adorable…

You roll your eyes as you stare at the screen, “this film is fucking shit” you think to yourself, you couldn’t enjoy it, not when your eyes left the screen every five minutes, to watch the pretty girl besides you snore, the bucket of popcorn empty, laying against her chest as her head lay on your shoulder.

You tuck a strand of auburn hair behind her head, she looked so pretty, so so pretty that it make your clit twitch in your panties.

Growing desperate for her far to quickly, you tap her cheek softly and her eyes flutter open, they look so soft as she glances around coming to reality “yeah?”

“Want you to watch it with me, remember?” You whine at her.

“Oh fuck, yeah I’m sorry” she says, tilting her head down in sorrow.

You hook your finger under her chin, lifting her head up and looking into her eyes “hey hey, it’s okay sweetheart” you lean forward and peck her on the cheek gently, pulling your head away and watching her cheeks blush a deep red you place your palm onto the top of her thigh, as she squeezes them together, squirming in her seat. “Fuck it!” You think to yourself.

You trace light circles onto her leg through the denim, her face is roasting by now as she watches the screen in front of her, pretending she can’t see your soft gaze on her face shamelessly “Ellie” you whisper

“Yeah?” She whispers, eyes still on the screen, so scared to meet yours, scared she might cum just from your teasing and pretty eyes.

“Ellieee” you say impatiently and her eyes finally land on you, you look around the room, noticing the only other people there, a couple, a good distance away from you both.

You tilt your head as a way of saying “come here” with a teasing smirk.

She looks at you so stupidly, mouth agape, in genuine shock you, you laugh before shrugging your shoulders at her and raising an eyebrow, she huffs out a nervous laugh “okay” she says so gently before she clumsily crawls onto your lap, face-to-face with you.

Her quick breaths hit your face as you lean in admiring her in the low lighting, her eyes still so bright, you brush your fingertips along the denim that covered her thighs in an attempt to calm her.

You’re almost nose-to-nose with her as you whisper “hey” sheepishly.

She smiles so hard that the corners of her eyes crinkle “hey” she replies, staring into your eyes, you both just sit like that for a moment, admiring each other, until she breaks the silence with a tremble of fear in her throat “c-can I kiss you?” she almost begs.

You just nod lightly and she instantly, cautiously hooks both her arms around your neck and leans forward, closing her eyes as her lips press to yours sweetly, her chest heaving from the light touch, a little smacking sound happening as she pulls her pout from yours as you open your eyes just in time to see hers flutter open so softly.

You mimick her stutter from earlier as you repeat her question back to her “c-can I kiss you?” She only smiles as her palms land on the back of your head, pushing your face gently towards hers “please”.

And just like that your lips are on hers again but this time you take lead over the sweet girl perched on top of your lap, rolling your tongue across her bottom lip, causing her mouth to drop open and a little whine to leave her as you slide your tongue across hers, tasting her, she tastes so sweet as she huffs into your mouth lightly, her fingers skimming your waist beneath your top, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin.

“elliee” you whine quietly against her mouth, she pushes your shoulders back, disconnecting you both as her green orbs looks into yours so desperately.

She looks over each of her shoulders, making sure both of you haven’t caught anyone’s attention yet before her head dips, watching her movements, she can’t believe what she’s doing as she slowly grinds onto your thigh, her eye’s land on yours, begging you for approval.

Your teeth lands into your bottom lip as you take in the sight of the literal goddess in front of you, your hands trailing up to her hips as you guide her.

You leanforward, keeping an eye on the couple in front of you as you trail kisses up her neck, hearing her whisper your name in praise.

“It’s okay baby, I got you” you say as you start to move your thigh with her grinding, “mhmm” she whines in your ear littering the side of your face with kisses, you feel her breathing down your skin, causing goosebumps as both of you work to make her feel so good.

She’s grinding onto you so desperately as her arms around your neck pull you closer, her whimpers and slight squelching sounds fill your ears, you’re lost in thought as you feel the weight of her on your lap, the movements of her on your leg, it felt so right, almost like she belonged on you.

“fingers” she begs quietly, interrupting your thoughts.

“You sure baby?, you can barely handle what I’m giving you right now” you tease, licking up the side of her throat.

Her grinding gets more frantic as she stutters, already out of breath “p-please, I can h-handle I-ugh”.

“Yeah?”

She nods into your skin.

You continue to tease her, reaching under her hoodie and tracing your fingers along her waist band as your other hand reaches up and tweaks at her soft nipple, causing a moan to fall from her lips “shh-sh-sh-sh, gotta be quiet mama” you remind her as you fumble with the button on her jeans and cup her wet pussy over her boxers, feeling her literally leak through them, her warm slick coating your fingertips as you circle her clit with two fingers, causing her to mewl.

Your hand comes up to cover her mouth as you look at her with fake annoyance and you hear her mumble a faint “sorry” under your palm as she grinds into your fingertips.

You lean forward, your lips brushing her ear “good girl” you praise her and her hips jerk forwards. Kissing her breasts through her hoodie as you slip your fingers into her boxers and listen to her gasps at the contact of you on her clit, you look up, your eyes on hers as you leave a slobbery mess of saliva on her hoodie.

Your digits are drenched as you kiss her to cut off her sounds while you slide a finger inside her, feeling her clench on you “ffuck, so t-tight” you moan about out as you pump in and out of the auburn haired girl.

You can’t help it, you slide a second finger inside her, struggling to enter her, you worry you’re hurting her but the look on her face tells you “don’t stop” as you start massaging that spongy spot inside her a pornographic moan leaving her as you press onto the back of her head, pushing her face into your cleavage “shut the fuck up Ellie” you thrust angrily into her, hearing how soaked she is, whimpers leaving her mouth as she fucks your fingers back, riding them softly.

As much as you love this, she got to shut up or you’re gonna have to stop, between the sounds leaving her cunt and her mouth, your little corner in the cinema was gonna get invaded by unwanted eyes.

“Suck” you tell her as you push her face deeper into your cleavage and she starts to suckle on the skin softly, soothing and silencing herself as your other hand comes down and cups her ass, guiding her, your thumb rubs little circles into her clit, you feel her wet warm walls pulse around you as her drool leaks between your breasts “d-don’t s-stop, ohh” she pleads as her legs start to twitch and tears prick her eyes.

“C’mon baby, give it to me”

Her teeth sink into the fat of your breasts to shut herself up, almost drawing blood. She’s so fucking messy, her slick dripping into your palm “give it to mama, fuck please” you say so desperately as she squeals into your chest, you feel the vibrations of her voice against your heart, her cum drenching your fingertips, you slowly continue to pump inside her, feeling her pulse onto your digits and her thighs shake in overstimulation.

“T-to m-uhh” she mumbles.

“Gimme one more mama” you curl your fingers, hitting her sweet spot “just one more baby” you’re hitting that spongy spot inside her so right “can you do that for me?”.

Her gaze meets yours, teary, weak and desperate for you “mhmm mama, oh-only for you” the people in front of you are subtly glancing behind them, giving you both dirty looks, anger builds in your chest, it’s that fucking bitch from the bathroom “shut the fuck up” her words ring in your head.

You pull out and rub her bundle of nerves quickly, harshly and causing tears to fall from her eyes as both her palms cover her mouth but your other hand pulls them away from her face, her eyes pop out her head as you nod at her reassuringly “be as loud as you wan-“ you’re stopped as her head turned to them, you smack her clit, causing her to squeal and direct her attention back to you.

“You’ve earned it” you shove two fingers back inside her, making her scream so loud in pleasure, the brunette’s head whips to your face, her eyes bolting out her head when she notices you, you just roll your eyes at her presence and suck on Ellie’s jawline as you wink at her.

She grabs her bag and drags her boyfriend out the room as you slap Ellie’s clit harshly making her squeal so loud as the brunette slams the door after giving you one last dirty look.

“Thank god!” You think to yourself before picking Ellie up off of you and putting her down besides you, her eyes darting around in confusion “d-did i do something wrong?” She almost sobs out.

“No, no baby” you stand in front of her and place your palm on her cheek “no babyy” you coo with soft eyes, her gaze softens with yours and her breathing calms down.

“I just wanna taste my pretty girl” you say, getting on your knees in front of her, your fingers hook into her waistband “can I do that mama?”

She bucks her hips at your words “yes” she breathes her out and you pull the denim and her underwear to her knees and shimmy yourself up between her legs, the plush of her thighs against your face as you suck on the skin there, looking into her watery green eyes, only looking away to admire the tears rolling down her blushed cheeks.

Ellie yelps in surprise as you palm both her asscheeks, dragging her to the edge of seat and lick a stripe up her pussy, literally salivating at the taste, you swipe your tongue over her clit and her fingers dig into your hair and pull, a gasp leaving her mouth, you look up to see her hand on her chest as it raises and falls dramatically, her eyes piercing yours, in shock at how good she feels as you glide up and down her clit “oh g-od” her hips buck into your face.

You only shove your face deeper into the trembling girl, sucking and flicking at her already so sensitive pearl “pleasee” tears fall from her eyes as she pants through chapped lips “ride it” you instruct as you flatten your tongue, her feet is on the back of the chair behind you as she uses your mouth, her warm slick coating your nose down, dripping down your chin as one of your hands tweaks her nipple while you slide your finger inside her, feeling her walls crush you “fffuck!” She squeals, her pelvis leaving the chair as a steady stream of liquid leaves her, her nails digging into the armrests and her body trembling.

You continue thrusting into her softly as you lick all over her folds, cleaning her up as she comes down from her high, you lean up, her knees that are still on your shoulders are touching her chest as you press your lips to hers while you softly pull out of her “you did so good for me Ellie” you praise her as she pulls you in for another kiss “th-thank you” she breathes. You kiss her on the forehead “you deserve it” you brush her sensitive clit with your fingertip just to hear one more moan from her, giggling to yourself while you tell her “let’s get you tidied up angel” a weak “mhm” is all she can manage as you pull her trousers back up and pat her messy hair down “so pretty” you say and she can’t help but blush more at your words.

You grab her hand helping her weak legs lead to the bathroom as you sit her on the edge of the sink, kissing her face, cleaning her tear stained glasses and retying her hair, she almost looks like she didn’t get railed by you ten minutes prior, almost, but the look in her eye as she watched you reapply your lipgloss told a completely different story “wanna try?” You offer and she nods her head a sleepy smile on her lips as the wand traces her mouth “perfect” you say, gripping her chin and facing her to the mirror.

Your eyes meet hers in the reflection “so, so perfect” you promise as she smiles at your words, she leans closer and steers you towards her, sheepishly placing another peck to your lips, her fingers interlacing with yours as she grips your waist with the other hand, your hand on her shoulder, she whispers “you’re so perfect” with a twinkle in her eye, placing a wet peck to your forehead and squeezing your hand “so, so perfect” she smiles…

@williamellieslilho @yourelliewillms @bready101 @moonalumi @heygrimace @elliesmama @redwlf843 @pascals-doll @elliemontana

[hyrulecollective]

I mean you already lived a fucked up life so I think you'll understand why it doesn't surprise me at all 0-0

But dang.. seven?? Like- for how long were you looking in the forests until you stumbled across termina? In how long did you manage to leave the kokiri forest and y'know,, report ganon to the royal family?

I do know Horatio spent at least 2 solid years looking since he didn't have any fairies to guide him and he almost practically got lost and died since those forests had the same conditions as the lost woods 😒 {<- he is currently Co-Front and I'm upset about him for withholding this information from me}, so I assumed it was the same for you since you both come from the same combined source (Both OOT/MM and LU)

I don't know in how long did Chronicle arrive there since he like,, don't really remember shit before termina almost at all and besides he scares me a little so I wouldn't say even if I knew unless I knew he chill with it, as for Sprite (we know the name hold association for you, we try to get him to pick a new one but it's hard since no one's really close with him beside someone who fused a while ago), I think he spent about half a year looking so he was about 8 to 8.5 year old (his birthday was just after he left the kokiri forest lol poor kid)

- Digi

I don’t know what fortress you’re talking about but I went straight to the king before anything else

I was only searching for a WEEK after I got back, no time for a break I was still processing Navi leaving….

-Time

[dis-easedfairy]

Noxious Pt.4

Chapter 4: Friendly Meals & Mediation 

Warnings!: 18+ | Swearing/Strong Language

Pairings: Park Jimin x  Female Reader | Kim Taehyung x Female Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Bestfriend au!, College au!, Eventual Smut, Eventual Poly!au

Word Count: 6,262 (roughly 23 minutes of average reading time)

Summary: Jimin, Taehyung and F/n are all childhood friends. Taehyung moved away some years ago and left Jimin to take care of F/n. F/n falls for Jimin as they get older and gives up everything to fit into his life, until one night Jimin gets drunk and tells her what he really thinks of her.

I made sure I wasn’t leaving at a bad time for Tae, hugged him, told him I hoped we could talk more, and got on the train to Busan.

The whole way there I was jittery and nervous. What did Jimin know and HOW did he know? Should I tell him everything or just fake not knowing anything? I was chewing on my bottom lip, jittering as anxiety threatened to swallow me whole. The closer I got to Busan the worse I got.

I pulled out my phone to text Hoseok.

F/n: WHAT DO I DO!?!? HOW MUCH DOES HE KNOW!?

Hoseok sent me a text immediately back. 

Hoseok🌻: I DON’T KNOW! He just got up, saw you weren’t in the room and ran off!!!

Hoseok🌻: We’ve been trying to find him but we can’t!

Hoseok🌻: Jungkook has been calling him nonstop since we left

Hoseok🌻: Where are you????

F/n: He said ‘Have a safe trip back to Busan’ sO HE FUCKING KNOWS I WASN’T THERE 🙃

Hoseok🌻: :O

I tried to hold back the smile that tugged on my lips.

F/n: DONT MAKE ME GIGGLE THIS IS SERIOUS

Hoseok🌻: HES GOING TO KILL US TOO

Hoseok🌻: He trusted us with you for like a second

Hoseok🌻: He done fucked up.

I giggle left my lips before I could stop myself

F/n: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT MAKING ME GIGGLE

Hoseok🌻: I’M TRYING TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD BEFORE WE DIE

F/n: Jimin would never kill me

Hoseok🌻: HE’S HAD IT OUT FOR JUNGKOOK SINCE THEY FOUGHT ABOUT JIMIN’S HEIGHT

Hoseok🌻: SAVE THE BABY

F/n: 😒 I’m done with this conversation

F/n: all your doing is making me smile

Hoseok🌻: :D

Hoseok🌻: I’ll text you when we find him!

Hoseok🌻: Text me to let me know you got back safe! 😉

F/n: Okay, talk to you later Hobi…

I let out a heavy sigh and leaned back into my seat. A ding from my phone didn’t let me start to stress even more. I checked my phone, hoping it was something to pull me out of this.

Muscle Bunny🐇🎮🎥: Don’t worry too much. You two will just talk. If it gets too bad you can call me or Hoseok-Hyung! We’ll save you!

I smiled at the sweet message, feeling a little more at ease.

F/n: Thank you, Jeongguk! I owe you food for this!!!

Muscle Bunny 🐇🎮🎥: Yes! We’ll make it a whole day! I got a new video I’m working on and maybe we’ll go around the city!

Muscle Bunny 🐇🎮🎥: Just to get your mind off things

F/n: I would love that

Jeongguk was right. It was just a conversation and not anything crazy. It just scared me that I didn’t know what was going to be said and how heated it would get. I would just have to find out when I got there.

I was dying to know exactly what Jimin wanted to talk about. I was more than sure it was about Taehyung, but I had questions for him too.

Why did he tell Hoseok about him in such a malicious way if Taehyung didn’t technically do anything wrong? How did he know I wasn’t in Busan? Was there a specific reason why he started calling me Yakgwa? Did HE already meet up with Tae or reject the offer to meet?

All these ran in my head enough for me to march up to the front door of the Park residence and knock with confidence.

If ANYONE needed to answer questions or explain themselves it was him.  We did need to talk. About HIM. About his actions. About his treatment of me.

All of this confidence and bold thinking was put to a stop as soon as Jimin was the one to open the front door.

He had changed, his hair was a mess, his hoodie was a bagger one than before and he had on basketball shorts. He looked at me for a small moment before waving me in.

The house was still, usually, his mom would be making something at this time or his dad. No TVs on, no other lights besides the living room and the hallway upstairs. Just quiet.

“My parents aren’t home, it’s just us.” He clarified as he walked into the living room.

His voice was slightly deeper than usual. It wasn’t happy or energetic.

“I was wondering why it was so quiet. Where did they go?” I asked, taking more cautious steps towards the couch.

Jimin picked his phone up from the coffee table as he answered, “They went to my aunt's house.”

The air was so awkward because we both knew we were upset with each other. I knew he was irritated with me, maybe even hurt, but I was nervous to even bring it up at the moment. He seemed tired and restless. What if I hit a nerve and he exploded? What if he took my words the wrong way?

Jimin put his phone back down as he sat down with a sigh, “Okay, I won’t dance around this, I know you went to see Taehyung and I don’t want you to do it again.”

Of course, “Why not? I was just catching up with a childhood friend. Nothing’s wrong with that.”

“He’s not our friend. He’s not good for you or me.”

“Did you get in contact with him?”

“That’s not the point.” He waved my question off, successfully pissing me off enough to light that confidence again.

“Did you, or did you not get in contact with him again?”

“I ignored his mom is that’s what you’re asking. You should've too.”

“What happened that made you so angry at him?”

“What happened that made you so willing to accept him?”

“You.” I finally pushed it out, “You happened.”

That seemed to surprise him, he seemed less stand-offish and like he was now actually listening.

“…Me? What about me?” He asked, his voice changed in tone entirely. It was high pitched and sounded like he was afraid of the answer.

“Cut the crap, you treated me like a fucking lapdog for years. I was going to talk to Taehyung’s mom but she left me with Taehyung. I shouldn’t even explain myself when it is YOU who needs to explain to me why you lead me on and why you treated me like garbage.”

Jimin quickly shook his head, “You aren’t a lapdog to me, F/n! We went over this! You’re my best friend and have been since we were kids!”

“You knew I liked you and only kept me around for fun and more attention! Stop making it seem like Taehyung will ruin my life when all he did today is give me one of the best ones I’ve had in years!”

“Where is all this coming from!?”

“YOU! You said it your fucking self! You knew I liked you! You knew that as soon as you called that I’d be right there! You don’t care about me in that way but you want me to only be yours. Like a fucking doll or dog for you to order around!”

“I never said that!”

“Yes, you did! Why do you think I got back into what I REALLY wanted to do? Why do you think I AVOID you!?”  

Jimin quickly shook his head, eyes widening, “If I said it I didn’t mean it! I would never mean that, F/n! You mean so much to me! Yes, I knew you have a crush on me, but I wasn’t sure what I wanted! How could I accept your feelings without being sure of my own? I didn’t want to break your heart later on!”

“So you did it every day for most of my life!? When you got a girlfriend? When you slept around? You were, and still are cruel and selfish, Jimin!”

“I didn’t know it hurt you that much! You never saw me in the act of anything!”

“So that makes it okay!? I’m not a fucking idiot I would hear gossip throughout each school we went to! How you ditched me every chance you got to get your dick wet! Then you would come back to me like you cared about only me! You’re a fucking asshole!” Jimin quickly stood up to come over to me.

He held his hands out as he walked closer to me, like I was going to explode, “I didn’t know you knew any of that,” Jimin began, his voice calm, “I didn’t know the girls would talk. Especially to tell you things like that. I never wanted to hurt you! I always wanted to keep you close and keep you safe. You loved me. I couldn’t give that up, you have to understand that, please F/n.”

I stood up, I was not going to let my guard down, I wasn’t going to let my heart soften, “You couldn’t let my love go but you couldn’t accept it!? Are you fucking kidding me? Do you have any idea what you’re saying!? You were willing to take my virginity, knowing that you wouldn’t want anything more from me! Just to shut me up! Just because you were jealous that someone else might get my attention! I can guess that’s why you don’t want me around Taehyung as well!”

“I wasn’t going to fuck you and leave you, F/n!” He actually sounded hurt that time.

Good. I wanted him to hurt. I wanted him to know that he was the issue.

“No, you weren’t! You were going to do much worse! Fuck me and keep me around to see the others you fuck!”

“I wasn’t going to hook up with anyone after you, I swear!”

“You’re not only an asshole but a liar as well!”

“No! I swear! I was going to take it seriously! I didn’t want you leaving, that’s true. I hated how someone could catch your attention so fast after it’s been on me for years! But that’s not why I didn't want you talking to Taehyung! You have to trust me on this!” He practically begged.

“TRUST YOU!? I don’t even know you! I thought you were sweet and kind only to find out you really are a lying manipulator!”

“I’m not! You know me! I’m your best friend! I’m your Chim! You’ve loved me for as long as I can remember and I’m still the same way!”

“Stop lying to me, you stupid a-” I wasn’t sure if it was out of panic or desperation, but Jimin lunged forward and wrapped me in his arms.

As soon as I felt the embrace I tried shoving him off. He only held me tighter and began to kiss the top of my head.

“Let me go! I’m not done talking to you!” I snapped.

“This isn’t talking anymore, F/n. I’m sorry I hurt you. It’ll never happen again. I won’t lead you on, I won’t lie to you. I won’t treat you like a child and I won't take you for granted. I won’t make you feel worthless, or like you’re a lapdog. I care so much about you and we’ll forget all about this.”

Now I was livid.

Forget about this!?

Forget about years of torment just because he was sorry? Not a fucking chance.

This time I successfully shoved him off, “Seriously!? Stop while you can! I’m going back to school, give me space or I cut you out completely.” I threatened before storming out to find a taxi.

“Maybe next time at least TRY to understand where he’s coming from.” Hoseok voiced as he took another bite of his chocolate ice cream.

“He was the one who messes up his wording!” I whined.

Hoseok shook his head, a small smile on his lips as he made his way to the swing set, “You two need to think over your words before you say them. You both let emotions run high and explode.”

I gave him an irritated look.

“What?” Hoseok laughed at my face.

“I need you to just agree with me and talk shit. I need sympathy, not facts!” I complained as I sat on the swing next to him.

“Jungkook is on his way to do that but for now I need you to know he’s not the only stupid one.”

“I regret buying your ice cream.” I huffed.

Hoseok only chuckled as he began to lightly swing.

He wasn’t wrong though. Maybe I should’ve tried to understand where he was coming from. I was just too angry to think of his side. I only saw mine.

Like a ball of frantic energy Hoseok and I could see Jeongguk SPRINTING down the street towards us.

Hoseok almost dropped his ice cream as he shot up to open up one of our convenience store bags, “I TOLD HIM THERE WOULD BE SNACKS!”

“There are?” I giggled in confusion.

Hoseok ignored me as he dug through the bag. Jeongguk really was going fast though.

“Man, he’s coming in hot isn’t he?” I giggled, slightly unsettled.

“Where did you put the banana milk!?” Hoseok asked, still panicked.

“Other bag! Other bag!” I quickly stood up as I saw Jeongguk getting closer.

Hoseok ripped open the other bag and yanked out the banana milk and grabbed a random bag of chips and held it out in front of him. As soon as Jeongguk reached the park his hands reached out and snatched the items.

Jeongguk skidded to a stop and threw his hands up as if to cheer for his snacks.

“Yah, come in slower next time, You make me think you’re going to crash into me with that energy,” Hoseok complained.

“Hi, Jeongguk.” I giggled at Hoseok’s relieved face.

“Hello, Noona.” Jeongguk greeted in formal speech with a small smile.

Hoseok snapped his head up to look at Jeongguk with the most comedically disgusted and judgmental face I’ve ever seen, “Don’t.” was all he said.

“So what did Jimin say?” Jeongguk ignored him and sat in the swing I abandoned.

I let out a sigh, “To stay away from Taehyung, that he didn’t think of me as a lapdog. More lies.” I muttered and bit into my gimbap.

“Some of it might not be lies though! She only sees it from her point of view.” Hoseok added.

“BUT she’s known him all his life. Doesn’t Noona know him better than us?” Jeongguk suggested.

I nodded my head mouth full as I pointed my finger at Jeongguk. Hoseok rolled his eyes at me and turned back to Jeongguk, “Just because she feeds you and she’s older DOESN’T mean she’s right!”

“LET JEONGGUK SIMP FOR ME.” I complained.

“No. When we head back to school, I want you both to have lunch with us and at least TRY to talk it out like adults.”

“Since when am I an adult!?”

“Why doesn’t he like Taehyung? Yoongi talks about him and it’s never bad. But Jimin ONLY says bad things about him.” Jeongguk jumped in.

“Jealousy?” I suggested.

We all seemed to think about it for a moment.

“Did… Did you notice anything off about Taehyung when you visited?” Hoseok asked.

“Not really. He kept his personality mostly since we were little. He DID have his own apartment with more than one bedroom and a dog. He said he had multiple jobs and was thinking of going to school. Nothing crazy.”

“…Is he a drug dealer or something?” Jeongguk asked.

“Or he just has REALLY nice paying jobs…” Hoseok threw in.

“Now you guys are really making me think that I could’ve been kidnapped or something.”

“How about we invite Taehyung to lunch with us?” Jeongguk suggested.

“And have Jimin rip him apart? Not a chance. Maybe a night out with us but NEVER a lunch where Jimin and F/n air out their dirty laundry.”

“Why not? No need for spicy side dishes when you have all the drama.”

“JEONGGUK NO.”

“Can I at least bring Yoongi? He just wants to spectate.”

“As long as he doesn’t instigate.”

“I promise nothing.”

Once I had gotten to my dorm room it was empty. It felt like my roommate sensed my stupidity and fled. I wouldn’t blame her.

I shut off all the lights and dramatically threw myself face down on the bed.

“JUST END ME NOW. DO IT.” I screamed into my pillow.

It was hard to be optimistic about anything given the shit show I made. I wasn’t completely at fault but I didn’t help the situation either.

I hoped once I woke up Hobi would help me fix my problem. Then again I shouldn’t be relying on Hoseok to fight my battles. Jeongguk either.

With a groan I reached over and picked up my phone.

Surprisingly, Jimin hadn’t called or text.

However, Taehyung did.

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: You didn’t text me. I hope you got back safe.

I could almost physically feel a weight lift from my chest.

F/n: I made it back safe sorry. I should’ve told you when I first got off the train😅

I thought maybe he would text me a little later given how late it was, but a text came immediately after.

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: Don’t worry about it I’m just glad you’re safe. I had fun today can we maybe meet up again? I’ll come to you this time!

F/n: Are you sure? The train ride here is pretty boring

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: If you rode the rain for me I should return the favor. I wanted to see the school anyway

F/n: REALLY?

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: ….

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: not really i just wanted more of an excuse to see you. You might need to talk me more into school though. Be a good salesman

F/n: do you really need to be convinced or is that another excuse to see me longer?

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: Both?

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: Both.

F/n: Well the street food is great here. Maybe I can take you to a market before we come to the school.

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: Trying the wine and dine tactic?

F/n: More like the steal and fill method

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: that sounds oddly sexual

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲: I’m in

I let out a giggle before replying once more.

F/n: Then it’s set. Just let me know when you have a day off. I’m going to bed now. Night Tae Tae the Dragon.

TaeTae🍯🐻🐲:  I’ll let you know by tomorrow. Sweet dreams Yakgwa

I let out  a loud sigh and switched the contact over to Jimin. I hovered over the keyboard for a moment, pumping myself up to be the one to suck in my pride and reach out first.

F/n:… I want to start off my saying communication isn’t my best personality trait. I’m sorry for exploding on you. Hobi and Jeongguk offered to join us for lunch to talk if you’re up for it.

Just like Taehyung he immediately texted back.

Chim🐤: No. Don’t apologize. You mustve been holding that in for years. I’m sorry that you had to. I’m up for the lunch. Maybe they’ll help out so we don’t misunderstand each other

F/n: but i feel like an asshole I didn’t even attempt to see anything from your point of view. I only saw my problems and not yours

F/n: it was selfish

F/n: and assholey

Chim🐤: dont make me smile I’m still mad and hurt

F/n: are you perhaps… butt hurt?

F/n: asshole hurt?

F/n: nvm that one doesn’t work

Chim🐤: I would block you if I didn’t fear Hoseok

F/n: Yeah he would throw down if he found out you blocked me

F/n: Jeongguk too

Chim🐤: JEONGGUK TOO!?

Chim🐤: HOW

Chim🐤: IT TOOK HIM MONTHS TO EVEN CALL ME HYUNG ONCE

F/n: Wait really?

F/n: He called me noona already

Chim🐤: HE WHAT

F/n: idk man i just gave him food once and that was today and suddenly im noona

Chim🐤: what kind of witchcraft bullshit is that

Chim🐤: imma body slam him at lunch tomorrow

F/n: …remember that one time Jeongguk helped a teacher move their dead car off campus…

Chim🐤: …

Chim🐤: imma punch him at lunch tomorrow

F/n: …remember that one time Jeongguk completely flipped over another student in that charity wresting match without losing his breath…

Chim🐤: I DIDN’T SAY I WOULD WIN THE FIGHT

F/n: I’m pretty sure he’s made out of steel

F/n: your punch will hurt you more than anything

Chim🐤: He’s sensitive to smells. Imma garlic bomb him

Chim🐤: shove gym laundry in his face

F/n: He’s sensitive to smells?🥺

Chim🐤: YA

Chim🐤: He’s an asshole don’t think for a second that he’s cute

F/n: the boi is sensitive to smell, drinks banana milk, can sing really well, sings while he cooks, he smiles when he swears, plays video games, gushes over gaming graphics, he does spongebob impressions and made friends with a frog near campus once

F/n: smol eboy

Chim🐤: don’t

Chim🐤: wait did you just call Gukkie an eboy?

Chim🐤: thats...

Chim🐤: not far off when i think about it

F/n: I’ll see you at lunch?

Chim🐤: You’ll see me at lunch. Get some sleep asshole.

When I woke up for my classes and they day ahead I couldn’t help but feel lighter.

I aired out the building anger I had towards Jimin, I’m more friends with Hoseok and Jeongguk than before, and I also got Taehyung back into my life.

I happily got my lunch and practically skipped to the usual lunch spot.

When I got closer to the tree I could see Jimin, almost leaning against the tree as he sat cross-legged. I could see Hoseok and Jeongguk sitting opposite sides of each other, facing each other. Yoongi’s back was to me like he was facing Jimin.

I’ve only met Yoongi once or twice because of Jeongguk and Hoseok. Yoongi was a quiet music major and I felt like I would bug him if I reached out to him. So I didn’t really reach out, but when he joined us on things I would be more than happy to have him around.

Jimin looked up briefly from talking to wave me over, a big smile on his face. I ran over quickly and took my place next to Jimin.

“Ohh looks like someone made up.” Hoseok teased.

I only shrugged in response as I opened my sandwich and chips.

“We partly made up.  We still need to talk things out.” Jimin sighed as he reached over to open my strawberry milk for me.

There was an awkward silence as Yoongi kept eating, unbothered.

“We think you’re an asshole,” Jeongguk said to Jimin in the most casual way I didn’t expect.

“WHOA!” Jimin exclaimed.

“Jeongguk, we were supposed to ease him into this!” Hoseok tried his best to scold our friend but it was obvious that he was leaning more towards laughing.

“And they think you’re stupid,” Yoongi muttered I hoped it wasn’t me he was talking about but he made eye contact so I couldn’t even pretend I didn’t hear it.

“Hyung,” Hoseok was dangerously close to choking on his noodles.

“Noona isn’t completely stupid though, she even popped off on him a time or two. She’s just really kind.” Jeongguk defended.

“Excuse me!? Noona!? And aren’t you MY friend!?” Jimin interrogated.

“I tolerate you, yes.” Jeongguk’s response made me choke on my milk.

“This isn’t about me, this is about us judging you, so talk.” Jeongguk waved his hand almost as if he were shooing way someone annoying.

Jimin opened his mouth to answer, but I caught my breath in time to jump in, “Long story short, I had a crush on Jimin, Jimin got drunk one night, called me a lap dog so I stopped doing things HE wanted and did what I wanted. I tried to avoid him and my problems which only backfired when I exploded on him after meeting up with our childhood friend and now I’m as lost as y’all.”

“AND I explained to her that I DIDN’T think of her as a lap dog and that Taehyung was a dick.” Jimin rolled his eyes.

“You left out the part where you offered to take her virginity but didn’t want to date her because she was, and I quote ‘was like a sister to you’.” Hoseok huffed.

“HE WHAT?” Jeongguk looked so scandalized.

“So you’d fuck your sister but not date her. What a gentleman.” Yoongi commented.

“It wasn’t my proudest moment but I planned on not… hooking up with anyone after her at least for a long while. Her feelings matter to me.” Jimin explained.

“Even if you don’t return them,” Jeongguk added.

“Wouldn’t that be even more heartless?” Yoongi turned to Hoseok.

“Yes, it would be.”

“No, it wouldn’t! I was going to give myself a chance to fall for her! It would just take some time.”

“And if you don’t then you just wasted her time.”

“Yoongi?”

“Too harsh?”

“Just a little.”

“Did you at least plan to take her on a date?” Jeongguk jumped in.

“Of course I did! What kind of animal do you think I am!?” I’ve never seen Jimin look so offended.

They all gave him a pointed look, “Don’t answer that.” Jimin quickly tried to save his pride.

“Either way I want to defend Taehyung! He talked with me, we caught up, we ate meat and ice cream. We watched a show and he even walked me back to the train station.” I changed the topic.

Jimin quickly shifted his body so he was half facing me, “He did WHAT?”

“That does sound like a very Taehyung thing to do,” Yoongi noted.

“Sounds strangely like a date,” Hoseok smirked.

I looked at Hoseok with betrayal in my eyes, “I’m sure you want me dead.”

“Well did he try anything!?” Jimin questioned.

“What does it matter? It’s not like they can make out in a barbeque place, I’ve tried.” Hoseok scoffed, which earned him a few judgmental looks.

I shook my head, “AnYWAY! Of course, he didn’t try anything! He was just being nice and I had a nice time! It’s not like we intentionally went on a date,” I reasoned.

“Maybe it wasn’t a date to YOU.” Yoongi was now smirking.

“Not you too,” I pleaded.

“Hyung, you know Taehyung, is he a scumbag?” Jimin turned to Yoongi.

“Why are you so insistent on painting Taehyung as a bad guy when you’ve done no better?” Jeongguk accused before Yoongi could answer.

“HEY! I’ve been her best friend for years! He just pops in our life randomly! I want to make sure he’s not bad news! He could sleep around and break hearts!” Jimin debated.

“Like you?” Hoseok shot.

Silence.

Suddenly the strawberry milk didn’t taste so nice.

“Jimin, I think what they mean to say is you’re projecting…” I awkwardly broke the tension.

“Not you too!” Jimin cried in annoyance.

“There’s a word for his jealousy?” Hoseok questioned.

“Jealousy?” Now I was confused.

“Oh my god, they’re both stupid.” Yoongi shook his head.

Jimin shook his head, “It’s not jealousy, it’s not projecting either! He might be an asshole.”

“Keyword is ‘might’ meaning you’re not sure.”

“Yoongi why did Jeongguk invite you?” Jimin sighed.

“Jimin that’s a little rude, don’t you think?” Hoseok lightly scolded.

“Yeah, why would you not want Yoongi Hyung here? He’s our friend too, he’s just looking out for you.” Jeongguk poked.

“Yeah, I wasn’t the one being a dumbass,” Yoongi added, causing me to let out a snort.

“I don’t know why you’re laughing, he called you stupid a little while ago,” Jimin grumbled.

“Yeah, but unlike you, I know I’m an idiot and own it. Words can’t hurt me, this strawberry milk is Gucci.” I smirked.

“…Didn’t this all start because Jimin said some words you didn’t like?” Yoongi sounded genuinely confused.

His features were soft, meaning he didn’t intentionally make a jab at me.

I slammed my milk down with a dramatic gasp, “You know what, Yoongi!? I laughed at your joke and invited you to sit in at our drama and THIS is how you repay me!?”

“Why would you be mean to Noona, you don’t see her often and when you do, you do things like this.” Jeongguk played along, shaking his head.

“Don’t call her that.” Jimin almost glared at Jeongguk.

Hoseok let out a small laugh, “Maybe sit this one out.” He advised Yoongi.

“Jokes aside, we still haven’t sorted out anything.” Jimin hesitantly informed.

“Like?” I asked, lifting my sandwich to take a bite.

“…Like if I’m taking your virginity or if we should go on a few dates first.” The time to die by choking on a sandwich has come.

My time is now.

“Jimin! I swear you know how to fuck up a wet dream!” Hoseok scolded as he handed a bottle of water to Yoongi to open and he began to pat my back.

“I can’t believe you sometimes, we just got the mood light and you just, ughhh.” Jeongguk didn’t even finish ranting, he just made a noise of irritation and turned away from Jimin.

Hoseok scooted closer to my hunched over form. I was trying to cough out the piece of bread that went down the wrong pipe. His patting of my back gave me some form of comfort but not entirely as the tears came to my eyes from the sting in my throat.

“I didn’t mean right now!” Jimin defended.

“The point of this whole conversation was to explain how you’re being an entitled idiot and it just flew over your head.” Yoongi sighed as he handed Hoseok the water bottle.

Hoseok put the water bottle under my face, and in the softest voice I’ve ever heard him speak in, he said, “Come on, drink this. You’ll feel better. It’s okay, just a little bread.”

Before anyone could comment that Hoseok was sitting close to me and rubbing my back as I drank water, Yoongi spoke up, “Anyway. I think you seriously need to understand that if she wants to lose her virginity to someone else and not be around you 24/7 then you’ll have to accept that. You both need space.”

“But we aren’t normal! Our friendship has never been normal! If I give us space it’ll only get worse.” Jimin argued.

“He just danced around the virginity thing.” Jeongguk pointed out.

Once my coughing fit stopped I pushed away the cruel sandwich, who’s bread was filled with hate and turkey.

Jimin frowned, “At least eat your chips, Yakgwa. Hyung, can you stop petting her? She’s okay.”

“He’s still ignoring it.” Yoongi shook his head.

Hoseok ignored them, continuing to rub my back, “What happened? Were you eating too fast?” He questioned.

“Not that I can tell.” I glared at the sandwich.

“Maybe the bread was just too dry.” Hoseok theorized.

Actually, that made sense, “That or I was paying too much attention to the conversation and not eating.” I gave him an embarrassed smile.

He gave me a smile and small chuckle in return, “We’ll try not to surprise you then.” He promised.

“…You can stop petting her now.” Jimin said once more, his voice sounded fake, and not at all genuinely friendly.

“Calm down, he’s just being a brother… You know all about that.” Yoongi teased.

Hoseok rolled his eyes, “She choked on bread, I was only being nice.”

“Just nice?” Jeongguk challenged.

“Stop making Jimin jealous and lets drop this. Jimin and F/n will work this out in time if they just allow each other some space.” Yoongi waved the tension away.

Now lunch was just awkward.

Nothing in my illustration class went well. I couldn’t control anything my hand did and ended up making more corrections and erasing than actually drawing. To say I was stressed and irritated was an understatement. I shoved the building doors open and was met with an unexpected sight.

“Hobi? What are you doing here?”

He looked up from his phone, a smile on his face, “The others are waiting at dinner for us. I had practice so I figured I should swing by here afterward to go with you.” He explained, ignoring the looks he got as he shoved his phone in his pocket.

“We’re having dinner? How come no one told me?” I frowned.

Hoseok’s head tilted a little to the side, “I thought Jimin told you. I swear that boy. Are you free?”

“I… I mean, yes, I just didn’t expect it I guess.” I responded as he threw his arm around my shoulder and began to lead me in a direction.

“How did your class go?” He asked after we walked some time and I relaxed a little.

I let out a large sigh, “Terrible. My hand doesn’t listen to my brain.” I grumbled.

The sun was descending, blending the colors into a beautiful gradient. The weather was warm but has a slight cool breeze so it never was too warm.

Hoseok looked forward like he was thinking over his answer, “Maybe you just need more practice. Or it was just an off day.” He suggested.

“I hope so.” I gave him a small smile.

It wasn’t until this moment that I fully realized how Hoseok was dressed. He wasn’t formal or dressed up. If anything he was dressed down. He was wearing a white shirt, black ripped jeans, dark boots, a black jacket that looked and felt like leather. His hair was curly, this was the first time for that, another thing that was the first time seeing was a chain earing that went from the top to bottom of his ear. Like he had a helix and lobe piercing.  There were three thin, silver chains that caught the street and store lights just right.

This was all odd. Hoseok would wear loud colors. I remember at one point finding Jimin because I could see Hoseok’s neon yellow shoes in a crowd. His bright flashy color clothes are usually what gave Hoseok away most of the time. It wasn’t by any means obnoxious though. Despite the loud colors he always pulled them off perfectly. Never looking out of place or goofy, though there were times we would question an item or two of his choice.

I remember distinctly having a conversation with him, Jeongguk, and Jimin about piercings. He didn’t have any and didn’t want any. He would say he liked his ears too much to get any. Jeongguk and Jimin would naturally bring their friend Hoseok with them for support while they got more piercings on their ears. I was there for a few too. Hoseok would always dodge the Jeongguk or Jimin if they asked if he wanted one. So seeing him with this made me really confused.

It also registered what he said when he greeted me out of class. Did he change after practice? Jimin said it would be hell to practice in jeans, and sometimes boots were too heavy to properly get into focus.

“…Is this a clip-on?” I asked, reaching out to lightly run my fingers along the chains.

“Oh yeah!” He exclaimed like he just remembered.

He ran in front of me, face me, and stuck a theatric pose, “How do I look?”

I let out a laugh, “Good. You even curled your hair!”

“You noticed?” He asked, stopping his pose to look over at me in excitement.

I nodded, just as excited as him. He clapped a little excitedly and rushed back to stand next to me. He threw his arm back over my shoulders with a glowing smile on his face.

“So what are we having for dinner?” I asked, playfully wrapping my arm around his waist.

“I figured I take you to a high-end steakhouse with only the best, most expensive wine, with a nice 5-star, gourmet chocolate cake to end the night.” Hoseok joked, his voice sounding like a stereotypical rich person.

“…So we’re having meat at a local Korean barbeque place, soju, and whatever we want from the convenient store?”

“That’s the plan!”

I giggled and continued walking.

It wasn’t until we were close to our group's go-to place that I decided to ask an important question I should’ve asked before I agreed to leave with him, “So who’s joining us again?”

“Well, we have Jimin, and Jeongguk,” He began as he jumped on the deck-like platform just outside the door, making me follow.

“Yoongi, I invited my friend Namjoon, but I think he won’t be here until later,” He continued, opened the front door, and guided me in by my lower back.

As soon as the front door chimed I could see our friends at the table. Upon hearing the chime four men turned to look at us.

Four? Why four?

Well, when they turned around I locked eyes with someone else’s relieved ones.

“And our new good friend, Taehyung!” Hoseok finished like this wasn’t going to be just as, if not more uncomfortable than lunch.

“…I’m never having a group meal again after this.” I sighed as I walked over to take a seat, Hoseok’s hand on my back, seeming to keep me from running off.

Jimin’s face was just anger, staring right at Taehyung who was sitting across from him. Taehyung gave me an awkward smile and wave.

I glared at Yoongi who held his hands up in a classic ‘wasn’t me’ pose. I didn’t believe it for a second.

“Noona! Have a seat! I think we uh… have a new friend!” Jeongguk tried to smile.

I looked over towards the empty seat.

…I KNOW they didn’t just cause chaos and sit me right in the middle of it.

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