BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2018

🔮 Chapter 44- The Family Grows

July 1st, 2018:

I'd gone home to quickly wash up and pick up the brownies I'd woken up early to make. We'd carved out a late evening to have supper together as friends. I was also hoping, that after some good food and drink, we could have a more relaxed, honest conversation about our contracts. One that didn't feel as pressurised and was more about just finding out what we wanted our contracts to look like over whether we were even going to sign them.

I took the brownies that had been cooling on the rack all day and quickly placed them in a Tupperware. I stroked Inigo goodbye and went to my car. It was a rather quick twenty-five-minute drive to their apartment building, but there was little parking space, so I drove around, along with the car behind me it seemed, for a bit before finally finding one ten minutes walk away. Given my surprisingly lengthy search, I speed walked to their apartment to not be any later than I already was.

"Hi!" I said loudly as I walked into the boys' apartment for dinner.

Music was playing quite loudly from what I assumed was Jungkook's speaker. I could smell something good was cooking even from the apartment entrance. I opened the door into the main hall and walked to the kitchen where Seokjin was stirring a pot and Jungkook was cutting meat sitting at their kitchen table while Hoseok was rummaging in the fridge.

"Oh Y/N, you're here, I was beginning to wonder where you were at," Jimin said coming into the kitchen.

"I texted the group chat," I say rolling my eyes slightly as I place my brownies on the counter, "no one ever seems to check it".

"Oooo, brownies!" Taehyung said walking in past Jimin and opening the Tupperware and smelling them.

"Don't touch them till after dinner, I'm working hard here," Seokjin says pointing at him knowingly as he put down the spoon he'd been using to stir some broth.

Taehyung grins as if caught and closes the lid.

"Where are Namjoon and Yoongi oppa?" I ask looking down the hall to the living room which looked empty.

"Out getting alcohol," Jungkook answers, standing up to give Seokjin the meat, "Yoongi hyung didn't think that the beer we have would be enough".

"Do you need any help?" I asked Seokjin as Hoseok started taking kimchi from its jar onto a plate.

"No, I think everything's under control," he says, "should be done in like fifteen minutes".

I sat down next to Jungkook as we chatted about food prices and changes to Seoul we felt were happening like less mom & pop restaurants, more chains, etc. The usual boomer conversation really, it wasn't surprising Seokjin had started it. We heard the door open and close.

"God, it's started absolutely pouring rain literally right as we left the convenience store," Yoongi said shaking his wet shirt to remove some of the water as they walked in.

"And yet Yoongi wouldn't go back into the convenience store to pay for those cheap *ss umbrellas," Namjoon rolled his eyes, walking past him and putting a wet case of beer on the counter along with a large plastic bottle of soju.