(BTS FF) Ending Green

sixteen˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳gifts

Riya's POV

"Aye, aye, aye!" Taehyung calls from the top of the stairs of their house. "The superstar is back."

I smile, relief flooding through me at his familiar face.

"I'm back!" I exclaim. "I brought back souvenirs."

"I knew it!" he shouts, toppling down the stairs. "Hoseok, you owe me 10 bucks."

From across the hall, the latter yells, "I refuse!"

"You knew I was bringing back souvenirs?" I ask, surprised. "How?"

"Because you just love us all so much," Taehyung coos, approaching rapidly. He holds his hands out. "Where are my gifts, oh holy and mighty superstar?"

I laugh, pulling the bag from behind my back. "Right here."

His grin widens, and he jumps up and down. "I'm ready!"

I find his gift through my giggles, a rush of relief flooding through me while I do. I'm glad I'm here. I missed them.

I relinquish his souvenir into his awaiting hands, and once he unwraps it, he throws his head back with gleeful laughter.

"Are you kidding me?" He looks at me, his face red with excitement. "This is limited edition. Where the fuck did you get this?"

"A thrift store," I reveal, ecstatic with his reaction. "I thought you'd like it."

"Shit." He howls with laughter. "I fucking love you. Hoseok, get your ass down here!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Hoseok responds, his footsteps appearing at the top of the stairs. 

A toothbrush is hanging out of his mouth, and Taehyung turns, showcasing his limited edition video game. He opens his mouth to speak before he squints.

"Hoseok." He deadpans. "Is that my fucking toothbrush?"

Hoseok pulls it out of his mouth and tilts it to the side. He examines it momentarily before sticking it back in his mouth. "Yeah, I think so."

I put a fist to my mouth, holding back a laugh, and Taehyung whips back around to fix me with a look.

"Don't laugh," he warns, his eyes returning to the video game. "You're my favorite at this moment, so I'll let you off the hook just this once."

Hoseok trails down the stairs, smiling through his toothpaste. "What do you got there, Riya?"

I hold the bag up. "Lots and lots of goodies. Sadly, not a new toothbrush for you."

Taehyung jabs his finger at me. "Watch it."

I share a laugh with Hoseok as I search for his souvenir.

"Riya," he says as soon as it's in his view. The wrapping paper didn't do much to hide the shape of the gift, and his smile widens. His speech is garbled from the toothbrush, but I can make out his next words. "It's a mug, isn't it? Taehyung broke my last one."

"That was strictly an accident." The accused doesn't look up. "You've been made aware of this."

Hoseok rolls his eyes, still smiling. "Thanks, Riya."

"Sure." I grin, happily handing it over to him.

"What's Jin's gift?" Taehyung eyes my goodie bag curiously. "I know it's not better than mine, so I'll grab the tissues for his tears in advance."

I laugh. "Is he here?"

"Kitchen." Hoseok nods. "He's making dinner, although he's taking forever for dinner to be done!" He yells his last sentence, earning a 'shut the hell up' from Jin.