Chapter 21

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"Dad," Opal complained loudly. "Could you be any more smug?"

He shrugged as he pulled out of the school's parking lot, "Probably; just give me a minute or two to process."

Opal groaned as her head fell into her hands, "Mom, make him shut up."

Heli turned to her husband and gave him a look. He sighed a bit, "I'll try."

They pulled up to Hobi's house, and Tan ran out quickly. "So tell me how great it was. Did you make her cry?"

"Don't get him started again, Tan; I just got him to shut up not five minutes ago."

Tan waved his sister off as he stuck his head between the front seats, "I want every detail. You look smug, so it must have been epic."

"I do not look smug."

Heli giggled a bit. "You look a little smug," she said, turning to look at Opal. "Should we bring him down a peg or two?" Remember the time he biffed hardcore at that concert? It was so awesome that Army made it GIF."

"Oh, or Uncle Jin had to lower the donut because Dad was too short to reach it?"

"Tan," Yoongi cried, "you are supposed to be on my side, not theirs."

"Mom's the nicer one," their son shrugged.

Heli giggled, "Why thank you, Tan. Oh, how about the time he ditched Uncle Jimin at his concert and left him up there to do his introduction?"

"He was fine, I swear."

"Oh, oh," Opal clapped from the back. "How about the random zoomies that he gets? Feeding into the cat agenda the Run editors had going on."

"I do not get zoomies," he glared at his daughter in the rearview mirror.

"Naw, what about his grandpa run where his arms are all crazy?"

"Tan, I swear to God I will. I'm not sure what yet, but it will be legendary, and they will make child-rearing punishment books after it."

"Sure, sure," Tan grinned, "his grandpa run is almost as bad as his ridiculous Dad dance where he sticks his butt out and shakes it back and forth."

He pulled into their parking spot and put the car into park. He turned around to look at his two giggling children in the back. "The audacity of these kids. I was in BTS, the biggest boy band to like ever boy band. I have more awards than I can count; I've written hundreds of songs."

Heli leaned over and kissed her husband softly. "Yes, and if you want them to stop, you know what you gotta do."

"I am not inviting him over for karaoke. I've said it once, and I'll say it 1,000 times: Jeon Jungkook will still be annoying even when he's 60."

"But DAD," both of his kids yelled out. They love Jungkook. Even though he's a father himself, he's still a big kid, and he's always down to sing karaoke with them.

Yoongi dropped his head onto the steering wheel. "I hate all of you so much. You know everyone is going to want to come over. They'll want to hear how it went, and they'll want to have a get-together."

Heli turned to look at her kids with a big grin, "what's the theme for our party tonight?"

"Cats," Opal screamed, "everyone has to wear cat ears."

A loud snort left Yoongi as he got out of the car, "traitors," he grumbled as he pulled up the group chat to let everyone know they were having a party and to be prepared to wear fucking cat ears because his children love to torture him.

Kook and his family was there in twenty, he had brought his own fucking microphone and karaoke machine so that they could sing outside. "I'm ready, where's the food?" His wife chuckled as she went off to find Heli.

"At the store," Yoongi said deadpan,' and since you are the first ones here, you have to go shopping with me."

"That's Fine with me," Jungkook shrugged. "That way, I'll Ensure that you don't skim on the meat like usual."

"Like usual," he scoffed, "you would eat me out of the house and home, I let you."

"You are the hyung."

Yoongi grinned because Jin had just walked in, "Well, in that case, Hyungie should pay."

"What?" Jin looked at the two of them wide-eyed. "Why am I paying?"

"Because, as our maknae put it, you are the hyung."

He groaned loudly but nodded his head. "Fine, let's finish before the other two show up, and I have to buy the alcohol, too."

"Did someone say alcohol?" Jimin sang as he walked in the door.

Yoongi started laughing; "You are fucked, now, hyungie."

"Why am I paying when it's your house and your party?"

"Because you are the hyung," Tae shrugged as he walked behind Jimin.

"Fuck my life, you guys are going to make me go broke."

Yoongi clapped him on the shoulder. "Come on hyung, let's go."

It took them about an hour to get enough food and alcohol for everyone. Everyone had brought their wives and children, so there were a lot of mouths to feed. When they got back, Jimin and Jungkook were already singing, and the kids were holding up scorecards to judge them.

"What the hell," Jin chuckled.

Joon shrugged, "Tae put them up to it. You know how competitive those two are. Plus, they are pissed that Hobi beat them three times. He wasn't even in the vocal line, blah blah. Like he wasn't supposed to be originally."

Jimin got a five, and Kook got a six. That started a loud chase, which was made even funnier because they were wearing their cat ears. Heli came up to see her husband and kissed him quickly before sliding his black ones on his head. 

"It was bad enough that they made me a calico, but there's no way you beat me at my own song!" Jimin was screaming while chasing after a giggling Kook with a hoard of children running behind them. 

A/N  This will also be the last bonus chapter for Mind Reader. This book is officially done. 

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