My Idol [BTS JIN]

#20

[CHAPTER #20]

Yeonji's Point Of View

"And this one's for the twins from Namjoon!" I call out. It's Christmas eve and we're handing out all of our presents. Hoseok is dressed up as Santa and I'm his little elf helper. It took a lot of strength to try and disagree with him, because I really didn't want to do this. I eventually gave in; who could ever disagree with our angel and sunshine?

The twins cheer with joy, quite simultaneously, and we laugh at their childishness. Everyone is a child when it comes to Christmas. Even Jin and Yoongi. Surprising, I know.

On regards to Jin, him and I are getting better. We don't talk about what happened, because we both know that we are happy with someone else. I have Jimin and I recently found out he has Hyeumi. It's deceiving how Hyeumi was said to be helping Naejin sabotage me, but apparently she's innocent. I've never met her, so I can't judge her. 

"To Jin Oppa, from Yeonji," Hobi calls before letting out a mispitched 'ho ho ho'. The boys cringe at me signing the name card with 'Oppa', but Jin just smiles along. 

"Hey, your name card hasn't been signed with Oppa, so envy me you ungrateful brats," he insults pompously. The boys bicker amusingly amongst themselves, but Jin accepts his win and smirks smugly. 

"Hang on, hang on," Father Hoseok chuckles, "There's one left."

"Ooooo," we all wonder. Taehyung starts a drum roll on the floor and everyone joins in. Why are these people my friends?

"Dearest ChimChim: from Onji-bae," Hoseok shouts over the banging. Everyone cheers with the loud yelling of 'GO CHIM' and 'CHIMJI FOREVER' from Taehyung. I smile, still slightly embarrassed at their reaction. Jimin comes up to take his present, giving me a sweet kiss on the cheek as he leaves. 

"Yah," I scold, but he just winks and turns back to the boys. Aish, this kid. 

"So what now?" the now bored Maknae asks as he puts his pile of presents to one side. I'm anxious about the possible answer, because knowing these boys, they're always up to trouble.

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Namjoon yells as he stands up. The boys follow like an army copying their general. I laugh at how extra they're being and shoo them off. 

"Yah! At least put some coats on, a single man can't take care of eight sick children," Jin calls after them. 

"Make that seven. I'm too tired to play," Yoongi mumbles, splaying himself out on the sofa.

Jin runs to the door, grabbing coats off the rack and violently throwing them out of the door.

"Hey that's mine!" I yell noticing my green snow coat go flying out of the door frame. It only took seconds for it to come flying back, hitting Jin in the face with it. I cover my mouth to cover my laugh, but fail as I fall to the floor in hysterics. No words can explain how much I love these boys. 

"Hajima!" he whines as he pouts at my curled over figure. I try to compose myself, but end up falling on my back in laughter. 

"Come on, let's make hot chocolate," he orders. I grab hold of the chair in front of me, to help me stand up, bearing in mind my body is lacking oxygen from laughing so hard. I fall with a thud, as Jin grabs my foot and drags me into the kitchen on my back. 

I finally get up and start helping Jin with the hot beverages. He takes out the seven personalised cups for the boys and  two extra for the twins. I take out my incredibly special mug with a big 'Y' engraved on the front in gold. It was my 17th birthday gift from my Eomma. Even though she wasn't here to celebrate, I'm still thankful for this mug.