I laughed as Taehyung pulled another funny face. I made a weirder face back, and he laughed along.
"I'm hungry" I said sobering up.
"Me too, I'll cook" Taehyung said eagerly.
"Um Taetae, I want to eat sometime edible" I giggled.
"My food is edible, your taste buds just aren't developed enough to appreciate my culinary masterpieces"
"Taetae I love you, but you can't cook" I said, going into the kitchen, Taehyung followed.
"Oppa please give me food" I said cutely while pouting at Jin.
He laughed and gave me a bite of the kimchi fried rice he was preparing.
"MMM it's delicious, better than anything Taehyung could cook" I said, shooting Taehyung a look.
He walked to Jin and opened his mouth. Jin rolled his eyes, and gave Taehyung a bite.
"Taehyung why can't you be cute like Ma Ri"
"Last time I did aegyo Yoongi hyung threw his shoe in my face"
I laughed. "Yoongi Oppa really did that?"
"What did I do?" Yoongi asked walking in and pouring himself a glass of milk.
"You threw a shoe at Taehyung when He did aegyo" I said,as he drank the milk.
"Huh, Oh yeah. It was annoying" he said. I looked at him and laughed.
"Why are you laughing at me," He demanded pouting. Yoongi could be mature and swag,but other times he's a child.
"Oppa, you have a moustache" I said, while wiping his face.
"That amuses you?" He asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Everything amuses this creature, it's like she's drunk all the time" Taehyung said, drinking Yoongi's milk.
"Thanks Hyung" he said.
"What did you say?" I said acting offended, and jumping onto his back. I put him in a headlock.
"HAVE MERCY"
"No horseplaying in the kitchen." Jin said, still cooking.
"Horseplaying? I don't see Hoseok here" I said, jumping off of Taehyung. He laughed.
I went to help Jin, so he could finish faster.
"Yah! Kim Taehyung, come taste the food I prepared!" I shouted in his ear.
"I would rather not die" He said, reading a Manga.
"It's good" I insisted.
"You can't cook, RiRi" He said.
"I cook better than you" I pointed out.
He sighed.
"Plus Jin Oppa helped me." I said trying to convince him. He went to the kitchen and tried it.
"Wow! It tastes decent, now your future husband won't starve to death" He said. I glared at him.
"I cook" I huffed.
"Instant noodles doesn't count" he said.
I shrugged. "I can just order food, also Jin Oppa can cook for me."
"How come you call Everyone oppa, except me?"
"Cuz we're bestfriends"
"That's not a good reason"
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