Little Kitten (jikook)

Visit From the Past

It was Monday and Jimin was currently sitting at the Cafeteria, with the rest of his little peer-group. Under normal circumstances he would be happy but to be honest, at the moment, they were going on his nerves.
Why? Because they were mocking Jimin for his hickeys since over half an hour and they were still cracking up at every dirty joke as if it was the first.
Jimin sighed in annoyance, hoping that they would soon change the subject…he was honestly hoping that someone around them would be tripping over his feet or something stupid like this.
Jimin doesn't want anyone to be seriously get hurt, but his friends were slowly annoying the shit out of him.

"Guys, could we please, please talk about something else…please?" Jimin was folding his hands together, lips pouting, eyes widening and he tried to look as innocent and as pleading as humanely possible.
"Okay, okay. Sorry…" Vernon then exclaimed shoving at Jimin's face with his hand to get the younger's face out of sight. "Please stop pouting and looking like this, I actually plan on keeping my food inside of me…"
They all were laughing and Hoshi nearly choked on his food because he was laughing that hard.

"So…Thursday is your birthday… what are your plans? Hmm?" Seungkwan asks, taking a sip of his drink. "I am going to celebrate on Friday…oh you are all invited, we are going to celebrate at the Café, Hyung is extra closing it for that occasion." Seungkwan hums and Hoshi begins nodding with his head before he wipes away the tears from his choking incident earlier. "So that's why we don't need to go to work…but hell yeah I am going to come" Hoshi exclaimed smiling brightly.
"That’s good to hear, and the rest?" Every one nods and Jimin nods eagerly. "Hmm, did your boyfriend put on that maid dress already, you know from the lost bet, a while ago…and if yes, do you maybe have a picture?" Chan asked and as soon as the last part was out he immediately tried to apologize, face getting red when he realized what he just asked for.

"Uhh Jiminie, you better take care of your boyfriend, little Chan is coming for him!" Vernon raised an eyebrow and wiggled with his finger in front of Chan. "Ahh NO! I mean…Jungkook-hyung is a good looking man and I think he would look good in a maid costume...and well, all of you would…and argh!" Chan's face was getting redder the more he talked. Seungkwan began laughing loudly not caring that they weren't the only ones here.
"Oh so Chan wants us all to dress up and he wants photos...uhh you little rascal you!" And the laughter was even louder now. Chan laughed too, even if it was only out of embarrassment.

After the laughter finally died down Jimin spoke up. "No…I actually forgot that he has to. Thanks for reminding me Chan." Chan nodded and began eating up his stir fried rice.
After that it was back to normal, no more teasing and no more embarrassment. They actually settled everything for the party on Friday and Jimin couldn't wait for Friday to come.

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"So for Yoongi a large Americano, strong, and a lemon Tarte. For his company an Americano as well together with my wonderful chocolate cake. You will see Officer, this is the absolute best chocolate cake in whole Seoul!" Seokjin smiled brightly at Yoongi and Minwoo, leaving after placing their order on the table.

It was Wednesday and Yoongi and Minwoo were meeting. "So Minwoo, how come we are meeting in broad Daylight, in a Café?" Yoongi lazily asked, eyeing his old friend suspiciously.
The older laughed whole-heartedly. "Oh my, Suga, relax a bit, okay? First. I know that this Café is related to your gang, so we don't have to think about some rats spying on us. Second, at day is perfect, no one will suspect something. Third, and this is by far the most important reason." The man stopped to take a sip of his Americano, acknowledging the taste with a nod of his head, before he turns to face Yoongi, fork in his hand.
"I heard that this chocolate cake is a sin, and so good that it would be a shame not to taste it." And with these words the older shoved a forkful into his mouth, closing his eyes enjoying the sweet taste on his tongue.