Jimin's Point Of View
I sat down next to my new master. "Go ahead and eat, we have time." He whispered to me. "This is Jimin. I'll tell you guys how he became my hybrid later." "Wait so I was right?" Taehyung questioned. "Y-Yeah why?" I mumbled. He smirked. "Hyung give me my money." That earned a groan from the man to his right.
"From left to right, that's Hoseok, Taehyung, Yoongi, Jin, and Jungkook. Hoseok, Yoongi, Jin and me are older then you." Namjoon told me. I was too busy eating to reply which earned a chuckle from him.
Once I finished my food I chugged my tea and wiped my mouth with a napkin. I then neatly put everything back into the bag and looked up to see everyone watching me. "He's.... He's so neat.... Namjoon I feel like when he sees your room he's going to freak out." Jin whispered to him.
"Hey Jimin Hyung.... Do you have OCD?" Jungkook asked curiously. "I.... I don't know?" I reply looking up at him, confused. "Some hybrids are like that. And some hybrids are like Taehyung." Yoongi said putting his phone down.
I tugged on Namjoon's sleeve. "Hm?" "T-Taehyung is a h-hybrid?" "Oh yeah. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you who's a hybrid and who isn't. Taehyung, Yoongi, and Hoseok are hybrids." I nod an okay.
Then they resumed their conversation I occasionally said something but I mainly kept quiet. "I'm off work tomorrow so me and Jimin are going to go to the mall." Namjoon said. "Alright what are you doing tomorrow?" Jin asked Jungkook. "I've got work." "Same." Yoongi said.
"Alright. Well I have work tomorrow too. I think we should get going so we can all get a good night's rest, yeah?" Everyone nodded in agreement. Before anyone stood up, I collected everyone's trash quietly and discarded it into the trash.
When I returned everyone said 'Thank you Jiminie' I waited for my master to get up. "Someone's in a rush much?" Hoseok said. "N-No. I-I.... I-I just w-want to take a b-bath and be c-clean." I replied.
"Ah. Well in that case let's go." Namjoon said. He extended his hand looking at me expectantly
"M-Master." I whispered. "Yes?" "W-What i-is your j-job?" I asked curiously. "I'm a song writer." He replied with a smile.
~filler~
