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Chapter 29

We sat in one of the booths by the window and I took my first sip of sweet goodness. I needed this. I let out a small moan as the velvety texture filled my throat and warmed my soul.

"You two want to get a room?" Yoongi asked pointing at my overly large mug of vanilla latte.

"If I could, I would get a room and show this coffee the time of its life. I would make it feel things it never knew possible." I don't know why I had the constant urge to tease Yoongi. He was just so easy to wind up.

"Fuck Jin. I need McGonagall to teach me some transmogrification so I can learn how to be a cup of latte."

I almost spit out my drink at him. "You like Harry Potter?" I ask in disbelief.

"What can I say sweet cheeks, I'm full of surprises." He sits back before taking a swig of his iced coffee trying to look like manliness personified.

I feel my phone go off in my bag. Its Hobi again, he's been texting all day. They are finally letting Granny come home and I feel so relieved.

"So we gonna get on with this project or did we just come here so you could get some one on one time with me?" I look at him contemplating how I could bottle up his self-esteem and sell it. He had enough to fuel a small army.

I throw my phone back in my bag and grab the folder.

We work for a few hours, replenishing ourselves with more coffee as we go but my head just isn't in it. All I can think about is Namjoon.

Was he okay? Did he really think I was just a weird prude? Did he miss me? The questions just kept bombarding my head and made it impossible to focus. I had chewed the end of my pencil so much I had basically turned myself into a human beaver.

"You're not feeling this are you?" Yoongi asks. He's closer now and I realise he must have been trying to get my attention while I was zoned out.

I shake my head. "Mind if we call it for today?"

He nods and smiles back. We pack up and get back in the car.

"You want me to drop you back at home? I mean if not you're free to come back to mine and we could -"

"I swear to god Yoongi if you finish that sentence with another sexual innuendo I will tell Hobi to do that thing he threatened you with in ninth grade where your dick meets a cheese-grater!"

"I was going to say we could take a chaperoned turn around the gardens. Jesus Christ Seokjin get your head out of the gutter!"

We both laugh hysterically knowing full well that was not what he was going to say. I actually didn't want to go home but there was no way I was going to Yoongi's, I dread to think what I could catch just walking into his room.

"Could you drop me at Hobi's?" He nods and takes us flying out of the street.

My hair resembles more of a lions mane than my natural curls by the time the wind has finished attacking it through the open top car and we make it to Hobis.

"Are you good to get home from here?" Yoongi asks as I try to flatten it down in the mirror.

"Yeah I'll walk, it isn't too far."

Yoongi looks conflicted. "You shouldn't walk around at night alone Jin. It's not safe, especially in this neighbourhood."

I chuckle slightly knowing that despite Hobi's neighbourhoods reputation I know almost everyone on this block and they're all good people.

"Thank you for your concern Mr Min but I've been walking home by myself through these streets since I was nine, I'll be fine."

"Mr Min? I like it. From now on you must only call me that."

I swear if I roll my eyes anymore at this boy they're going to stay in the back of my head.

I get out quickly before he has time to make another remark about me not thanking him and get into Hobis.

I walk into the kitchen and it's manic. is trying to stir something on the hob, Granny is shouting about her doing it all wrong and Tae is running around like somebody pumped sugar straight into his veins.

Hobi spots me and runs over knocking the wind out of my lungs as he squeezes me.

"Talk to him." He says pointing at Granny who is in the doorway smiling at me.

"Seokjin dear, tell that stubborn grandson of mine that you call a best friend that I am perfectly capable of making my own dinner!" Her tone is sweet but her meaning is harsh.

"Tell that dear Grandmother of mine that the doctor said she isn't to put any strain on her wrist for a week!" Tae wraps himself around my leg and the cat jumps down from the counter and runs out the flap in the door. Even she knows better than to get between these two.

"They've been like this for a while." Tae whispers up to me and I smile down at his cheeky chops covered in chocolate.

"Has Tae had dinner?" I ask Hobi who has moved one of the kitchen table chairs into the middle of the room for Granny to sit on.

"Yeah he's done. I need to do him reading book and get him ready for bed but this sauce won't thicken." He says wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Granny tries to chime in "I told you to -"

"I know what you told me but it isn't working!" Hobi snaps. I grab Tae from around my leg into my arms.

"I'll get Tae sorted, are his pyjamas still in your room?" I ask Hobi.

"Yes bottom drawer in the dresser." He responds without looking up from the stove.

I carry Tae up the narrow staircase lined with hundreds of photos that leads to the bedrooms.

I loved Granny's house. It was tiny compared with the Manor but it always felt like a proper home. Tae slept in Granny's room but his stuff had to be kept in Hobis. Even though they had limited space Granny would always make room for whoever needed it. I had spent just as many nights here growing up as I had in my own home.

I put Tae down on Granny's floral pink comforter and got him some pyjamas. He went into the little toilet, getting changed and quickly brushing his teeth. When he came back out, he still had chocolate on his face. I grabbed a wash cloth and cleaned him up but I could see how droopy his eyes were getting as sleep called to him.

He cuddled up next to me as we both lay on Granny's bed and I read him reading book, really, he was supposed to read it to me but he was too exhausted.

He fell asleep much in the same way Jungkook had a few nights ago. Luckily Tae was smaller than Jungkook and I could carry him easily back to his bed.

As I tucked him in his little fingers wrapped around mine. I sat on the floor next to him for a while until the pattern of his tiny chest rising and falling grew deeper and I knew he was truly asleep.

I came back down and things were calmer. Hobi at the table with a chicken and rice dish. I looked into the living room and could see Granny eagerly eating hers too.

"Is he asleep? The Little shit ate an entire tray of brownies to himself while I was settling Gran back in from the hospital."

I laughed remembering how many times we would steal the same trays at his age.

"Cute shirt, where'd you get it? I don't remember picking that out for you?" I looked down at Yoongi's shirt that I had forgotten to give back to him.

"Actually it's, Yoongi's. He kind of got grass stains on the one I was wearing."

Hobi dropped his fork from his hand straight onto the table. "Oh god no Hobi! Not like that! We were messing around and that was all."

Hobi picked back up his fork and returned to his food. "Just be careful Jin. I've seen the way he looks at you lately. It's different than it used to be. He's not a good guy for you."

"Trust me babe you're way off. He's like it with everyone. Plus he's pretty much the last guy on earth I'd want." He shrugged his shoulders at me.

"How bad was Granny's bill from the hospital?" I ask desperate to change the subject.

"Bad. I don't know exactly until they mail it but the way the girl at the desk was looking at me I know its not going to be good." I can see the stress show itself as he runs his hand through his hair and pushes away his half-eaten food.

"Will you please let me help you? I bet Aera would lend it to me no questions asked and I can work over the summer and pay her back." But I already know the answer.

"Thanks chick but I'll sort something out. I managed to get the car done in the end. I'm just gonna need to suck it up and do that again. This would be easier if my useless piece of shit mother hadn't rinsed Granny for everything she had. She called last week you know; I heard Granny talking to her on the phone, something about the new guy she's banging being loaded which we all know just means he might not owe money to a loan shark. Her standards are so low. Didn't even ask about me or Tae, just called to gloat."

Hobi could never talk about his mother without getting angry. The woman was barely qualified to even call herself their mother.

"I'm sorry babe. She hasn't called in a year now, I wish she wouldn't do this to you guys and just leave you alone. Does Tae know?"

Hobi shakes his head. "Granny doesn't even know that I know. I heard as I was coming downstairs."

He gets up and starts to clean up. I help to dry the dishes and put them away. We chat for a bit about school today, I tell him about my chat with Coach, the party at mine Friday and Kallie's news about getting his headgear off. He laughs as I tell him about the three boys from the baptism still having a blue tinge in their hair.

"Hobi can I ask you something?" He looks concerned as he passes me a mug of tea and sits back at the table.

"Always."

"How do you give a blow job?" He looks shocked and quickly pops his head into the living room to see if Granny heard. She's watching wheel of fortune, that means a nuclear bomb could go off and she wouldn't look up from the TV.

"This better not have anything to do with Yoongi." He looks at me for my reaction.

I laugh into my tea. "Definitely not. I've just realised that I can't just not know these things anymore."

Hobi gives me an almost analytical step by step set of instructions, he might as well of set up a projector and given me a PowerPoint presentation.

At one point he made me put a banana down my throat then marvelled at my lack of gag reflex. Apparently, I was 'gifted' in his words.

It was getting late and I knew I still needed to walk home. I gave Hobi a cuddle and let myself out as Hobi went to get Granny some more tea.

As I walked across the street, I saw a familiar Hummer parked on the corner.

I walked over and tapped on the window making Yoongi jump as he was so engrossed in his phone.

"What are you still doing here?" I ask sternly.

"I didn't want you walking home alone." I didn't know whether to feel touched or creeped out that he had sat outside Hobis house for the last two hours.

I get in and he drives towards the Manor.

"Everything okay with Hobi?" He asks trying to make polite conversation.

"Yes, his Gran hurt herself cooking so he's just a bit stressed trying to do everything by himself. His little brother's sugar rush wasn't helping the situation." I reply.

"Hobi lives with his Gran? Where are his folks?" He asks genuinely interested.

"Never knew his dad and her mother left a few years ago when Tae was a baby. He didn't really have anything to do with them anyway, Granny raised them." Yoongi looks shocked.

I suddenly feel like I shouldn't be telling him this. Hoseok's life had never been a secret or anything but it isn't my place to tell other people.

"Don't say anything okay? He doesn't need the world knowing his business."

"No I won't. I'm just surprised is all, he's so confident and put together. You'd never guess he has a life like that. He comes across so strong."

I pause for a moment realising how truly incredible my best friend is.

"Yes, he is. He's had to be."

We take the rest of the trip not talking, just listening to the radio.

Yoongi stops in the drive. He turns the engine off and the head lights go out leaving only the street lights behind to light us.

I notice how the warm glow bounces off his face highlighting his strong bone structure. I could see why so many girls fall for his charms with that face.

"Jin I want to apologise."

"For what?" I ask not quite sure where this is going.

"For the years of me and the boys treating you like crap. I think about it now and it turns my stomach that I was ever like that with you. Honestly, I feel like an absolute dick. If you'd made me wear that dog collar for a year it still wouldn't have been enough to make up for it. I'm honestly just so sorry. I need you to know that."

He means it. I can see in the way he can't maintain eye contact. It hurts him to think about.

I don't know why but my hand reaches up and rests against his cheek.

"I know you are. It's okay. Realising you were a dick is the first step to recovery." I joke. "Owning up takes balls. Ten points to Gryffindor for you."

He chuckles slightly and reaches up to where my hand sits on his face. He takes it in his and places it to his lips, lightly kissing the back.

"I like this side of you. You should try it more often." I meant it. He wasn't all Brad - King of Brovado right now. He was just a nice and sincere guy.

I realise he still has my hand and we've been staring at each other for longer than is comfortable.

I lean in to give him a hug before I go. His strong arms wrap around me and I'm basically pulled from my seat closer to him.

He places me back down at the edge of his seat and looks down at me.

I see that look again, the one he had earlier on the grass. I look back into his eyes and the warm yellow of the street lights bounces off them showing the hints of amber alive in the sea of chocolate.

His eyes move from mine to my lips and I know what is about to happen.

He slowly lowers his lips into mine.

I don't know why but I don't fight him, I don't want to.

My hands slide around his neck as his arm holds me in place by my waist.

His free hand entangles itself in the back of my hair and I feel his control as he tilts my head slightly causing my mouth to open and allow his tongue entry.

It feels different to any other kiss I've had. It's incredibly soft but intensely passionate. His hands have a strong grip on me and even if I wanted to I couldn't get away.

It wasn't like kissing Namjoon but it was a still a good kiss.

Fuck.

Namjoon.

His face flashes into my head as I tear myself away.

"Shit." Is the last thing I say before escaping from the car to the house

Curse me all you want for being late for 3 months 🙂