7 Bangtan Princes || Completed ||

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"Taehyung, do you want to hang out?"

"Why me?"

"Why not you?" I sighed. He doesn't sound happy. He's back to being his usual self, isn't he?

"I don't want to." He hung up.

I sighed and called again, surprised when he actually answered again.

"What?"

"Let's hang out."

He went silent a while and then sighed, shifting in his bed, or so it sounded. "And do what?"

"I want to buy Christmas gifts. You're going to help me."

He groaned and shifted again, his voice very muffled, like how it would sound if a pillow was over his face, as he spoke again. "Why? It's so cold."

"I'll never reach the milestone if you keep ignoring me."

"Who said I was ignoring you?"

"Can you remove the pillow from your face? I can't hear you."

He shifted again. "I said, who said I was ignoring you?" His voice was loud and clear, a tad bit mocking.

"Let's just go out and shop."

"Yoongi and Hobi are better at picking gifts than I am." He complained again. "I'm tired."

"Taehyung-ah.." I pouted. "Please?"

"Hana, can you stop?" He pouted as well.

"Hey. Just say yes."

"Yes."

"Wow, that was easy. Come get me."

"No. You come get me."

"I don't have a car."

He went silent and then threw a fit. "Why is it always me?"

"Stop pouting and come get me."

"Fine." He hung up and I couldn't help but get all excited.

For once, he agreed to meet with me on my own time and not his.

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"Hey, isn't that my scarf?" I asked as we got out of his car and started to wander the mall.

"Yup."

"Okay then." I smirked a little. "What do you want from me?"

"I want a car. A new one from America. I want it black with tinted windows and I want it here tomorrow."

I smacked his arm. "Okay, sure."

His mouth spread into a rectangular smile and a low yet childish giggle left him. Oh my god... That was adorable... I wish he would giggle and smile more often. "I don't want much. You shouldn't get us anything since you're already wasting 6 months of your life with us."

"But I'm going to so tell me before I buy you socks."

He wrinkled his nose in distaste and shoved his hands in his pockets, thinking a moment. "Cartoons."

"Can't you watch those on TV?"

"No! They took them off TV cause they were too old." He frowned. "I want to be able to watch them again."

"I can do that..." I nodded slowly. "What kind?" This big jerk really just asked me for cartoons for Christmas? He's a child...

"The old ones." He shrugged. "Surprise me."