Benefits //kth

7. Disaster Lunch

I could tell by the looks on my friends faces as we arrive at the front of the school messy haired and covered in hickeys, that I poorly attempted to conceal with my hair, they were not happy.

After telling Hoseok and Jin we'd be eating in the cafeteria rather than the library they both seemed hesitant but agreed nonetheless.

The small area of the cafeteria that the eight of us inhibited was emerged in a thick fog of tension. Surprisingly, it had nothing to do with the presence of the two elders. It was me.

Namjoon and I were genuinely friends but I didn't know the others too well so maybe that was the reason it was so awkward. Namjoon greeted me with a bright smile and Yoongi a nod and a small hello but the other two, Jimin and Jungkook, barely even looked my way. I tried to not let it bother me.

"I'm hungry." Taehyung calls childishly, making my attention settle back to him.

My eyes credulously wonder down to his full plate of food. I was going to ignore him to be honest but my eyes accidentally met his, which were looking at me expectantly.

"There's food right in front of you." I say blankly.

"Yeah but I want yours, it looks so good." Taehyung looked like a small child, with his doe like eyes and cutely pouted lips, but with those marks on his neck he couldn't fool anyone.

"It does, doesn't it?" I smile at him, making sure to scoop up a large portion of the Japchae that Seokjin made me and shoved it into my mouth. And somewhere in the background I hear the distinct sound of someone clearing their throat and murmuring a soft, "Thank you."

"Mmm it tastes good too." I could care less that I was now laughing in his face with a mouth full of food. Just to think a couple of months ago I would've died at the thought of this but I've grown comfortable with Taehyung, maybe a little too comfortable but strangely while all of the other boys looked disgusted, Taehyung just smiled and wiped at my mouth with a napkin.

"All right, fine you can have it. You're lucky I'm full anyway." I lied. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I doubted I would be able to stomach anything down anyway.

"Oh my god." I can hear Hoseok mutter from across the table. "Hey Jin Hyung, can you feed me?" When I hear the teasing in Hoseok's voice I'm immediately relieved knowing he'd gotten out of whatever slump he was in.

"Oh yes baby." Hoseok answers for him and exaggerates as he holds Jin's hand, almost forcing him to feed him. Jin snickers loudly along with the rest of the boys.

"So... Jimin told me there's a party today, are we going or what?" Jin speaks up after a while of comfortable silence and eating.

"I think we're going." Hoseok says while looking at me.

"I'm not going. I don't really feel like it." I say. Hoseok and Jin both make a sound of disapproval.

"Yeah I think we're going to stay in today." The statement passed throughout the table for a second before everyone did a double take.

"We?" Myself, Seokjin, Hoseok, and Jimin question almost simultaneously and the others that hadn't said it surely showed it in their facial expressions.

"What? My stuff is still there and I thought you wanted to stay in?" Taehyung said, looking just as confused as everyone else. The way his mind worked was actually beginning to honestly baffle me at this point.

Taehyung honestly had no idea why everyone looked so shellshocked. "Why is your stuff there hyung?" Jungkook spoke for the first time, well that you heard.

"We had a sleepover" A cute smile adorned Taehyung's face.

"Sleepover?" Yoongi questions with a skeptical tone.

"Uh, yeah." The 'duh' tone in Taehyungs voice nearly made you giggle but you were still too surprised at his statement to react.

"Well me and Jin live together and you don't see us fucking and calling it a- ow!" You leaned over and punched Hoseok with all your might.

"Holy shit!" Hoseok gasped, clutching his shoulder as if he'd been shot.

"So let me get this straight, you're not partying with us?" Jungkook says, throwing me a short glare.

I frown in confusion, clearly taken back by the young and seemingly innocent boys annoyance towards me. It's not like I was the one telling Taehyung what to do.

"Maybe you should go." I whisper quietly to Taehyung while Jungkook and his friends been to banter his coffee colored eyes meet mine, I nearly shuttered at the amount of hostility aimed at me.

"You don't want me to come over?"

I glance over at all of the piercing eyes and lean closer to Taehyung to the point where my lips graze his ear. "Its not that, I just think you should do what you want, don't let me get in the way. I don't want to make it weird."

Taehyung leans away so that he can look at my face. A small frown etched its way through his delicate features.

"You're not. If I say I'm going to do something its because I want to." His hand ran over my thigh. A strange heat began to boil up from below, causing me to squeeze my thighs together. He noticed of course, it was obvious by the way his gaze flickered down and darkened.

I tore my eyes away from him and focused on my friends ahead of me. With the amount of complaining I'm getting from them I'm almost moved to going to the party but suddenly it was like a small light bulb flickered on in Taehyung's head. "We should all have a sleep over! Together!" You would think his face would break in half from smiling so big.

"I don't think so-"

"I'm busy-"

"I want to par-"

"Sure."

"I don't care what the hell any of y'all want! We're having a sleep over at Mia's house. The only way you all are getting out of this is if someone's died!" I flinch at Taehyung's yelling beside me.

"I'm not going." The one and only Min Yoongi speaks up.

"Who died?" Taehyung narrows his eyes.

"I will."

"Shut up you're going or else I'll tell your mom about JangMi." Taehyung threatens much to my confusion.

The black haired boy leans back and weighed out his options. His eyes dart around the table. "Fine." He spoke.

It looks like I didn't even have a say in having a sleep over at my own house.