sugar ↭ m.yg × p.jm

nine.

[kim seokjin 🍴] did u get it

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] yes

[kim seokjin 🍴] good

[kim seokjin 🍴] so

[kim seokjin 🍴] how's the fam now o(≧∇≦o)

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] we're about to
have family time

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] as jimin calls it

[kim seokjin 🍴] oh well
that's adorable !!

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] eh

[kim seokjin 🍴] wyd rn?

yoongi looked up from his phone for a moment, before looking back down and slowly typing out,

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] waiting for
jimin to come bck

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ]his mom whisked him away like 5 minutes ago
when we were just
sitting @ living room

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] according to jimin,
she's probs asking
him abt his ex

[kim seokjin 🍴] oh?

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] mhm

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] oh lol gtg

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] they jus walked
out of the kitchen

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] and taehyung's
here now

[kim seokjin 🍴] what?

[kim seokjin 🍴] the taehyung???????

[kim seokjin 🍴] the one kookie
calls 'daddy' over some phone calls?!!?! (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] tmi

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ]but bye

[kim seokjin 🍴] good luck ( ' ▽ ' )ﾉ

yoongi sighed inwardly as he turned his phone off, feeling the weight on the sofa shift next to him. turning to his side, he sees jimin, who grins at him. yoongi raised an eyebrow.

"she bought it?" yoongi asked, voice quiet. jimin nodded at him and from behind the younger, yoongi could see taehyung plop down on the couch.

"let's do this." jimin said, leaning back and stared as his mom sat on one of the empty individual couches, the other being occupied by mr. park. on the sofa opposite of where yoongi, jimin and taehyung sat was occupied by jinyoung and yejin, who was sitting on the oldest brother's lap, clutching her pink teddy bear.

as mrs. park starts a conversation with mr. park, taehyung and jimin, yoongi can't help but chew on his lip as he tries his best to avoid jinyoung's piercing gaze. as he tugged on the ends of his sweater, he quickly looked up. there's jinyoung, narrow eyes focused on him as he cradled a half-asleep yejin in his arms.

yoongi gulped, anxiety filling his head.

does he know something? fuck. or is there something on my face? or does he not like me for jimin? oh, shit, i have to try harder, i--

he felt a nudge against the side of his arm, making him snap out of his temporary thoughts, head looking towards his left. jimin, taehyung, mr. and mrs. park were all looking at him.