SWEET AND SOUR || Kim Taehyung

18 - Dinner Time

I watched as more people came from behind the door surprised and happy.

"Should I go." I quickly turned and asked Taehyung who was standing, his hands clasped and resting behind his head in frustration.

"No don't go." The same guy that had called everyone in here said. "My name's Hoseok, but you can just call me Hobi." He grinned a smile of perfect teeth before continuing.

"We bought a surprise takeaway dinner for Tae since mentioned that we wasn't feeling too good, we bought more than enough food so you should join us." 

Taehyung said he was sick? Is this cause I was coming over. Did he not want people to see him with me.

I looked at him again and his head peered up from staring at the floor.

I shrugged my shoulders, asking him through body language to say something that will get me out of this.

Only he smiled instead of helping me out of the situation. "You are welcome."

I was quite shocked, I didn't think he would want me to stay whilst all of his friends were here.

I faced the group of guys, so these were Taehyung's main friends.

I looked at the one who had just introduced himself, Hobi, that was his name. 

I mentally jotted it down so I wouldn't have to ask again, I then spotted Jimin amongst the group of bodies, he smiled and gave me a little wave.

"I'm starving, so can we eat now." One said, he had big round doe eyes, dark hair. 

He turned out of the living room and everyone followed after, me and Taehyung at the back.

"I can't stay here." I say under my breath with wide eyes so only he could hear me.

"How come?" 

"Cause, I don't know anyone, and it's getting late." I replied, nervous as we walked through the open room with the stair cases and towards the kitchen.

"Do you have somewhere to be?" He asked gently, I could see Yeontan running towards me and Taehyung with a happy face, he must have liked a full house, I guess that meant extra attention.

"Well no, but." I started, finding it difficult to say this without sounding like an idiot. "I don't know these people, and they don't know me, it's going to be awkward and I don't do well with awkward."

He smiled, laughing silently to himself at my words.

"Nobody in this house is going to leave you out, they are all good at making conversation- well, most of them anyway. You'll be fine."

I looked at him nervously, suddenly feeling shy whilst thinking about what it was like when it was just me and him. I wonder where things would be if we weren't interrupted.

"But if you're really not okay with this then you can leave, but don't be a pussy." He uttered as we just entered the kitchen, a room full of people.

"Your choice." He mouthed before walking over to the kitchen counter leaving me standing there alone.

"So, Jimin tells me your name is Y/n?" Hobi turned to me and asked, placing a friendly hand on my back and leading me over to one of the stools I had sat on yesterday, he sat next to me and others scattered themselves out across the seating.

There were I think, 2, 4, 6.. 8 of us in total, 6 sat on bar stools and Taehyung standing along with someone who I didn't yet know.

He had a head of silver hair and a dimple on each cheek as he spoke.