Little Miss Pretender | 𝐏𝐉𝐌

Chapter 10: Hoseok's Little Sister

Y/N's POV

"You didn't tell me Hoseok-hyung is your brother!" Jimin exclaimed as he remembered it with chips inside his mouth, making him sound a bit gibberish.

"How did you know?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow, taking a handful of chips from him.

"He's one of the bros I'm telling you." He replied. "He showed me the picture of you last night."

I looked at him confused.

"The chocolate teeth." He continued and smiled cheekily, waiting for my reaction.

"Aish, I really hate my brother." I winced and furrowed my brows as I ate the chips from my hand.

"Don't worry, I really like your side there." He smiled as he ate.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow.

"I love how you laughed there, your cute and gullible side." He replied as he chuckled, making me roll my eyes and facing the black TV screen.

"There, there, right there." He pointex at my face. I looked at him with confusion and annoyance as I had chips inside my mouth, making me look like a chipmunk. "That little miss grumpy side of yours." He said in annoyance and twitched his upper lip.

"It's none of your business." I said as I raised my voice at him with chips in my mouth, widening my eyes.

"Nyah, nyah, nyah." He mocked at my gibberish voice, I glared at him as I chewed and he rolled his eyes playfully then we got silent for a moment.

"He also mentioned that he would kill us if he knew that one of us is dating you." He laughed and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"As if I would try and date you." I rolled my eyes.

"Who said I would date you?" He asked as he grinned a bit. "After all, I'm just being friendly here. Looking after a hyung's little sister." He chuckled.

I twitched my lip and snatched the bag of chips from him, he laughed.

"Anyways, how are you Y/N?" He asked.

"Why do you care?" I asked back.

"Of course, I care."

"Care my ass."

"No, I really do care."

I was taken aback as I was stunned by his assurance.

"I just felt like there's something wrong." He tilted down on his hands. "Especially, earlier before dawn." He looked back at me with a little smile.

I remembered his text earlier, he really was on perfect time. I was in a bad state, frustrated with my artworks.

I gave him a confused look instead, not saying anything as I looked away.

"You good?" He tilted and took a peak of my face.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I asked sarcastically.

"Okay, hello little miss pretender, can I talk to Y/N?" He asked as he kept his position.

"I'm still me." I replied with a tone.

"No, I don't think so. I think little miss Y/N loves to play pretend, doesn't she?" He leaned back on his side of the couch and paused for a bit.

"You know, whatever what happens. Please don't think twice to ask me for something. Like, anything! You can tell me anything, you can reach out to me." He said as he nodded, seeing him in my peripheral view while eating the remaining chips from the bag.