Grammy

VII :: Army?

(Y/n's POV)

"Ki korchhis?(what you doing)" I humped down my body beside Archi who was busy looking at her phone.
"Just reading another Fanfiction..."
"Which one?"
"72 Hours. Suga FF."
"Oh!"
"It's interesting. He's a dad of a little girl there. Feels like my dad and me..." Said Archi, a tiny smile forming on her face as she looked at the setting sun, her eyes glittering.

Archi's family lives a whole ocean away to a different continent. I sometimes fly to Korea to my mum but because of extreme work, she barely returns to them.

I wonder who is more happy. The common, daily-waged people say we have so much in life and no struggle but you know, in our life the greatest happiness is to spend just a minute with our families.

Everyone struggles.

"You miss Uncle, right?" I said.
"Sometimes I do. We haven't seen them for long. Let's go back home once this trouble ends, once they're back to safety."
"Hmm..."

Archi again diverted her eyes towards her phone, reading that book again.

"Hey, look..." Said Archi, pretty excitedly.
"Yeah?"
"He looks so hot in this fanedit." Said my bub, showing me that picture which the author added.
"Woh! Yoongi must be overprotective appa right?"
"Why do you think so?" Asked a voice, coming from behind.

Our eyes widened as we recognised the owner. It was Yoongi himself who overheard our conversation.

"What?" He asked, sitting down on the floor, next to us and looked at us with his cute smile, spread over his face.
"What?" Archi questioned back.
"Why do you think I'd be an overprotective appa?" He asked again.
"Umm.. cause Pisces dads are overprotective..." I said, sparing glances at Archi who knew nothing about horoscope.
"Mhm?" He cocked his eyebrow.

At this rate, I was sure to die of a cardiac arrest or a neuron failure.

"Yeah..." Said Archi.

She was best at keeping a lie as a truth. Her pulse always remains controlled. As if she can just control her involuntary organs and make any false information seem true with her veracious face.

"Oh! You reading something? May I see?" He asked, relaxing his face again, completely fooled by her verified tension control.
"Umm... It's some only girls' stuff..." I lied.
"Uhuh?" He said, tilting his head a little downwards that shot sparks up my veins.

He smiled back, placing his large hands on mine and enclosing them in his finger cage.
His touch was light and completely genuine that told me how reliable in reality he was.

"Are you two afraid of me?" He asked with a sweet voice that rang like a melody in my ears as he turned to look at Archi who was already flushed.
"A-afraid? Wh-why'd w-we?" I was stammering.
"You're not? Why're you strutting then?" He asked.
"Nothing..." I budged the question.
"Okay! So what do you guys do to spend your evening?" Asked Yoongi, pulling his hand back to himself.
"We generally practice our vocals." I said.
"You guys wanna sing?" Asked Archi.
"Maybe..." Said Yoongi.
"Get up then!" I said, pulling Archi.

I know you won't believe it but I actually have the super power of telepathy. But unfortunately it works only with Archi.

"You thinking the same as me?" I asked Archi.
"Ofcourse I am. We never went to a concert so why not hold a home concert?"
"I love you..."
"I thought you hated me."
"Not funny..."

"Are you both some distant cousins of Vmin?" Yoongi's words caused an error in the signal transmission, hence causing a malfunction in our telepathy network.