Summer Camp | Mature |

Min Meow Meow Pt.2

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Joy: Don't expect me to talk.
Joy speaks out of nowhere.

Yoongi: I don't.

Joy: There's no point then, right.

Joy: I'm going to go.
Joy huffs and was about to walk away. But, Yoongi caught you and reached for her wrist.

Yoongi: Don't leave me.
Joy quietens and nibbles on her lips, before settling down once again.

Joy: Um, what's even happening?

Yoongi: I have no idea.
He shrugs and the two of them look around, cluelessly.
Out of nowhere, Jimin and you arrive with a fake menu.

Jimin: Welcome.
Joy sniggers at your fake disguise.

Y/N: Ooh la la. Whose this sexy Korean woman?
You flirt with her in a French accent.

Jimin: Hey. Hey. Your already mine, bro.
He says as he forcefully takes your wrist away, from you trailing your finger down Joy's arms. You glare at him, but he nudges you, signing that you need to give the menu. Which you obliged to.

Y/N: By the way, you have to choose that one. Thats all in stock.
You wink and point at the meal, as Joy rolls her eyes.

Joy: What a restaurant.

Jimin: Have you seen how we decorated.
Jimin 'tchs' and takes back the menus.

Jimin: Need to be appreciated sometimes.
You walk beside Jimin, and hear what he says. You turn and pull his cheeks.

Y/N: Yeah, people need to appreciate how cute you look whining.
You giggle as he was struck frozen. He gulps at the way you looked at him. It was like time had stopped, and all he could do was stare into your lovable eyes.
If only she felt the same. He whispers to himself.

Joy: You look more cattier these days...
She murmurs, randomly, and referring to his cute, rounder cheeks.

Yoongi: Is that a compliment?
He asks with a teasing grin.

Joy: Yeah... Min Meow Meow.
Yoongi snorts as Joy does the same. But none of them look at each other. Anywhere but the pair of eyes.
He hums a little before leaning onto the table.

Yoongi: Well, you look beautiful. Under the moonlight and all.
He clears his throat nervously, afterwards.

Joy: I'm only in my joggers.
She shyly smiles.

Yoongi: Exactly.
Joy stares at him for a while, before scoffing, with a laugh.

Joy: Is that your way of trying to talk to me again?

Yoongi: Depends. Did it work?

Joy: Hell nah, Min Meow Meow.

Yoongi: That sounds annoying now.

Joy: Yeah, hurts my mouth to say it.
She stretches her jaw and Yoongi watches with amusement. Yoongi keeps peeping at her. Repeatedly glancing, with a look that Joy couldn't handle.

Joy: Am I that amusing?
She rests her elbows as Yoongi purses his lips. After a while, he nods.

Y/N: I'm back, senorita.

Joy: I thought you were French?

Y/N: Shit, blowed my cover.
Jimin looks down at you, as you stare up at him, acting exposed. He laughs at your dumb acting. Enjoying every second of it.

Y/N: Enjoy, bros. Make up and make out already, okay?
You say back to your normal voice, and pat Joy's hair. Then doing the same to Yoongi's head.