Through the Vents [Kim Taehyung F.F.]

Chapter 5

lisa's pov

"aish, we have to buy snacks now." amisha groaned, me nodding and pulling her along angrily.

"i wanted to eat my junk food when i came home and watch k-drama's but NOOOO." i angrily pouted, mark following us like a lost puppy. mark-ah, that was the dog's name. 

"yugyeom, you coming?" amisha asked, "you can't stay here alone especially with..love brewing."

"okay noona." he pouted, obliging and following me, mark and amisha, puppy mark sitting on the couch sadly before being let into the room with bambam and maria. awww, such a cute puppy. i wonder where it came from. amisha probably got the dog one day. i just can't remember well, since it was probably from the memory of my life in korea. 

all four of us entered the car, driving to the shopping center while mark's phone suddenly rang, putting it on speaker.

"ah, mark hyung! save me! i can't drag yoongi hyung around the mall much longer! my legs are giving out!" taehyung cried though the phone's speaker.

"v, i'm busy~ wait what mall?" mark asked as amisha momentarily ignored the conversation.

she looked over to see me with my jaw dropped and eyes wide open. i look at her ready to say something, aka scream something. she quickly put her finger over my mouth despite being in the driver's seat. FRICK FRACK. OH MY DAYZ, OH MY DAYZZZ. KIM. TAE. HYUNG.

"shhhhhhhh." she scolded, sliding her index finger down my lip. "shush child, don't embarrass yourself."

i pouted, though nodded, silently looking longingly at the phone in mark's hand.

"min chan, can we meet up with taehyung?" mark asked, me screeching, "YAS" in reply and nodding eagerly like a hyper five year old.

"what was that? it kinda sounds like my fellow alien species." tae laughed from the other side of the call, me blushing at his words. gosh, tae... 

"min chan noona, please hurry! yoongi's basically sleeping as i drag him~ aish, he is." tae whined before hanging up, all three people ordering her to drive faster to the mall.

after driving through traffic, at amisha's pace, we made it to the mall in ten minutes, it taking a whole five minutes for me to decide to meet taehyung or to get food. toughest decision i was ever told to make. 

nonetheless, i decided to get food while meeting tae. quickly, and in my case eagerly, we made our way to tae and yoongi who were waiting in the food court.

"mark! yugyeom! min chan! girl!" tae grinned, keeping his confused eyes on me, questioning who this stranger was. ahem, this stranger is yo future wife. just kidding, he'd have to date me first, and THEN we'll have many picnic dates, he'll propose to me while we're watching a beautiful sunset, the wedding will have all of my friends there, there would be much much food, and like a 20 layer cake, and my family would be there, and, and, and. I will stop now, thank you for listening to life plans. 

yoongi was almost like a corpse, lying on top of a struggling v. somehow, despite v's frantic movements to get him off, yoongi was still asleep.

tae smiled and walked up to us, "hi, thanks for saving me guys." he grinned, looking at me, "but i don't know who this beauty is." AH, TAE, MY CHEEKS CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH. 

"huh, what beauty?" amisha teased, "oh, yeh. that fountain sure is nice."

i pouted, though retaliated, "of course you couldn't say you."

"i don't need to." amisha laughed, me pouting in defeat and the four boys around us 'OHHHHH'ing.

"ah, i'm kidding." she smiled, patting me on the shoulder.