Fate

Chapter 195

Namjoon's P.O.V.
"What's the great thing my girlfriend talked to you about?"

Before he could answer, someone snatched the coffee from my hands. "None of your business mister!"
She took a sip.
"Delicious~"

Jimin held back his laughter.
I glared at the cocky thief.
"That was mine."

She sat on the counter and took another sip.
"Doesn't have your name on it, does it?"
That woman I swear.
"You can't be mad at me. I'm adorable."

I made another cup before I kissed her.
"An adorable pain in the ass, yes." Another one.
"That snores like her pet."
She laughed, giving my arm a slap. "I deserved that."

She turned to our friend still enjoying the spectacle.
"I snore? Did you ever hear him talk in his sleep when he's restless? Constant mumbling!"
The next thing was out of the blue.
"Also, I wash all of his hoodies once a week. All 23 of them!"

Jimin joined in.
"Maybe because you steal them from his closet all the time? Wasn't that what you wore yesterday?"

She pouted.
"Not the point! The point is that he doesn't let me use the softener I use on the sheets for them. I'm doing laundry. I should be able to use my softener."

He turned to me.
"Hyung! How dare you? The smell is wonderful!"

He's on her side? How dare he?
"I don't want my sweatshirts to smell like lavender! You'd make fun of me."

Min giggled twirling her cup.
"We know when Irene does some of Tae's laundry. Smells like peonies, so floral. It's been happening more often."

"You noticed too? Hobi hyung smells like vanilla when he stays at noona's for a while."
I really need to be more observant! I didn't notice that either. Also.. when the hell is hyung gonna move in with Moonbyul noona, huh? They've been together so long!

Mina's P.O.V.
"What did you have planned today, Mi?"

"I'm going to SM for my first practice with Shinee. I'm a bunch of nerves, to be honest. A good one. I've worked with Taemin sunbaenim before. It's been great."
I put my empty cup on the counter.
"Hopefully, it'll be as nice!"
I took out my dog's walking gear.
"Any of you want to accompany us?"

My partner and I exchanged a glance and a smile. He knew what I was doing.
"Ouh, me! I'll walk the fluff ball with you, Mi!"
Jimin got off the counter and put his shoes on.
"Coming with us, hyung?"

He denied.
"Nah, got a few calls to make and emails to send. I'll do that so Min and I get to annoy eachother going to the grocery store before she leaves for the evening."

"Is that so? Lucky me. See you in a bit."
I handed my friend a handful of treats and we were good to go!

After walking a few blocks, he got chatty.
"Thank you for letting me sleep in your bedroom."

You're welcome.
"I wasn't going to make you sleep on the couch."

"And I'm grateful for you and hyung."

That was unexpected to me.
"You can always count on us."

He shook his head.
"I know. I mean.. for not being moralizing, not telling me what to do, not calling me an idiot or blind. Suga hyung is obviously right, but doesn't help my mood, you know? You're letting me think. You're not voicing your opinion to me, even if you have one."

I certainly did. Yoongi basically lived by the motto truth hurts. It stung an inhibited, tipsy, Jiminie. We didn't speak often, but our opinion was the same.
Let him go. Dump him.
"I'm not your mother. If you want morals, go read fables. I won't tell you what to do."