Sweet Tooth (Min YoonGi AMBW)

08

Peri's Place
Cartoons n' Chill

Yoongi

My fears dissipated when a tiny, fat, orange cylinder-shaped creature waddled towards us slowly, its tail wagging lazily. It walked a little faster towards me and started sniffing my bare feet before licking every surface of my toes diligently and so quickly it barely even registered until Peri scolded him.

I-is it a puppy?"

Peri smiled as we walked into the apartment, picking up the chubby animal and giggling as he attacked her face with his tongue. It seemed to be the most active part of his day as he quickly rested against her chest like a small child.

"He is." She walked towards me and I managed to keep myself from backing away by reminding myself that it was just a dog. A fat, lazy, friendly dog.

"Yoongi-Bear, this is my Mikey Poo." She kissed his head again and he rubbed up against her neck before reaching his long nose out to sniff me. Between the dog and the girl I wasn't sure who made me more nervous with their close proximity.

"Uh. Hi, Mikey Poo." I lifted my hand and he watched it, stringing his neck towards me. I put my hand out towards his face and he sniffed my shaking hand furiously before attacking it with his tongue.

"Ah!" I remembered that I'd had blood on my hands and snatched it away, startling the two. "Um, can I use your bathroom?"

She nodded, pointing. "Sure, its straight back and to the left. Sorry about the mess."

But I didn't really see a mess. It was obvious she was in a hurry most of the time but it didn't seem as messy as Jimin's room.

That pig sty...

I went to open the door to the left and it happened to be a bedroom. Confused, I stumbled and backed away, closing the door. HoSeok's sister Gaeun chased him and the other three idiots down with a plastic bat Jimin's little brother TaeBin had left lying around the day they entered her room on accident, and just watching that beating kept me from slipping a toe past the doorway.

"It's on the left, goofy."

Her voice behind me startled me and I flinched as she placed her hands on my lower back and started pushing me into the room, the kick to the spine from earlier making that particular area sensitive. She led me all the way to the bathroom before she pulled away, patting me on the butt.

"Boy, you need to eat more, your butt is bony."

I whipped around and stared down at her. "My butt is not bony."

Why was I arguing about something so trivial?

Because her tone was offensive. Like I was less of a man because I wasn't Jimin.

"Maybe I exaggerated, but you are skinny. When was the last time you ate?"

Shit.

She took my silence as confirmation. "Exactly. Eventually I'll take you to my sister's house where all of our family is. Fatten you up." She went to grab my butt again and I turned away as she chuckled. "Go do your business, unless you need me to help you do that too."

This time I could tell she was teasing me but I blushed anyway as she backed out of the bathroom with a smirk.

"Stop teasing me, I'm not used to it."

She looked me up and down. "Well get used to it, Crouching Tiger." she shut the door before I could respond.

Periwinkle

After he'd called his friend and blushed profusely throughout the mostly Korean conversation, I'd given him necessary toiletries for a shower, helped him clean and bandage up the injuries I could help with and then popped some popcorn until the pizza got here so currently he sat beside me on my couch wearing my brother's unwanted clothes. Our aunt Rachel had bought George the all yellow outfit as a gag gift for him as a play on his name. George, however, being George, slyly left it over my place- the perfect excuse for someone living out of state not to even have something so insulting in his home. I wasn't gonna complain, Yoongi was pretty cute in it, feeding Mikey popcorn like a squirrel in the park, and the small cuts on his lip and forehead and the bruised cheek made him cuter somehow.

"Why are you staring at me? Are they that bad?" he asked self consciously, touching the purplish-red mark on his left cheek.

I shook my head and removed his hand, removing the yellow hat and messing with his hair to keep my urge to kiss his cheek at bay- too intimate of a touch always made him awkward and I had a hard time not being affectionate towards him because I grew up coddling the younger kids in my neighborhood and household like they were my own. Despite him being older than me he was just one of those people chicks like me got attached to easily.

"You're fine, even though it kinda makes you look like a kid struggling with domestic violence."

He didn't even give me a courtesy laugh like people usually did when I made painfully bad jokes. That was the thing with him- it's like he couldn't tell when I was joking.

"I'm sorry, that was highly inappropriate. I'm gonna go kill myself."

"No, it's not that, I'm just...thinking." He patted my thigh reassuringly.

A sudden knock at the door jolted us both out of our thoughts and he snatched his hand away.

"Pizza time!" I jumped up and nearly tripped over Mikey on my way, hissing in irritation before opening the door to reveal a face I'd rather not see at the moment.

"Hey girl, hey!"