I slid down the sofa after finishing the yogurt, picked up my phone next to me. I dialed a familiar number and waited for the person to answer.
"TaeTae ah!" I yelled loudly when the person picked up.
"Aish, why do you always do that," Taehyung complained at the other end of the line, "yes, y/n what do you want?"
I chuckled, "can you drop by at the groceries before coming home?"
"Sure. What do you need?"
I gulped silently and glanced at the empty cup of yogurt, "Ummm... another yogurt?"
"Yah, y/n! You ate mine again didn't you?!" Taehyung was close to shouting, and I could hear the members laughing in the background.
He was close to blowing up, so I rushed a "thanks, bye" and hung up the phone, but ended up smiling like I just executed a perfect prank. My hand fell lifelessly, with the fever still ongoing, but I felt a lot better just by hearing their voices.
I must have snoozed out for a while, because I woke up to the sounds of keys dangling and the locks cracking open. Jin came in with the groceries and went straight to the kitchen table. I waved my hand lightly, welcoming them home.
"I watched the interview," I sat up, feeling better, "you said some gross but cute things about me."
"Well sorry young lady, but that's the first and last time I would say cute things about you." Jungkook ruffled my hair and said jokingly.
Taehyung pouted when he seated himself next to you, took out two mixed fruit flavoured yogurt from a plastic bag and placed them on the table in front of you.
"Yah, look!" He turned to me, "This one is mine," he pointed to the left, "and this is yours!" then pointed to the other one. He picked up my cup of yogurt and placed it into my hands. "You can eat this, but don't touch mine!"
I smiled warmly, "Thank you Tae," and gave him a small hug. He pouted and left the living room, but came back from the kitchen shortly with two spoons and handed me one of it, finally returning the warm smile. We giggled and started to eat the yogurt as the other members changed into comfortable shirts.
Taehyung was telling me all about the interview, how Jungkook was being very uncomfortable, when Jin shouted from the kitchen.
"I hope you haven't eaten the yogurts yet!"
We glanced at each other, trying so hard not to burst into laughter. The yogurt was close to finishing, but Taehyung replied, "nope, definitely we didn't eat it", which made me laugh even harder.
"Why? Are you cooking?" I asked.
"Yes, yes I am. And dinner is going to be served soon," Jin replied before we hear him heating up the stove. "Yes!" we cheered. Jin's cooking was always delicious, way better than outside food, but due to the busy schedules, we rarely have the chance to eat it.
Jimin came downstairs followed by Jungkook, and they took a seat on the couch while turning the television on. "Feeling better now?" Jimin patted my lap.
"Yea. A lot better," I nodded, and gave him an assured smile.
"I really wanted to stay home with you today," Suga appeared from behind, dragging his feet as he got to the couch, "but we had this interview, so I had no choice but to go." He sighed tiredly, and flopped himself onto the couch.
"Was it that bad?" I looked at Jungkook as I ate my last spoon of yogurt.
Jungkook played with his hair, "to be honest, yes," he breathed out, "it was super boring."
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|| 8th Member of BTS ||
FanfictionYou've moved on from your past life, and decided to throw everything behind after you joined BTS. Being with them makes you a better person, so you just kept the bad memories aside. But on that certain day, after having an unnecessary fight with Jun...