"BUT WHYYYYYYY?!"
I cringed when he cried out right next to my ear. "There's no way I'm doing that."
The small man pouted-even though he was only a year younger-and crossed his arms across his chest. "Please, Hyung?! I need you to do this for me! I promise I won't ask you for anything ever again."
"That's bullcrap and you know it." I wanted to use the other word, but I've tried my best not to cuss around my dongsaengs.
"No, I promise!" He grabbed ahold of my arm and tugged. "Come on! It's just one night!"
"Jimin, you're acting like a child."
"Only because you're not giving me what I want!"
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, explain to me one more time what we'll be doing."
He sat back on my bed, after releasing my arm. "I've told you three times already! I finally worked up the courage to ask Yoongi out, but he said no."
Anger grew inside of me. He never told me that. He declined? Who would say no to Jimin? Well, I guess I can, but that's different. "He what?"
"He said no because he had to stay home to look after his older brother. The one who just went through a really bad breakup. So, he said if I can make it a double date, then he can go. Which is why I need you, Hyung."
"Why don't you ask one of the other two? Why me?"
"Became you're the closest to his age."
I fell back onto my bed. "I-I don't know, Jimin. Dating isn't really my thing."
The younger crawled closer to me. "I'm begging you, Hyung. It's just one night. We'll have dinner and nothing else." I guess I couldn't have any time to think about it before Jimin pounced and lay on top of me. "PLEASE?!"
"Yah!" I pushed him off. It wasn't hard; he's a very tiny person, making him weigh almost nothing. "Knock it off!"
"So you'll do it?"
"I never said that!"
"For me?" He gave me puppy eyes and stuck out his bottom lip, an irresistible face.
"Aish, fine!"
He threw his hands up in the air. "Yay!"
"But you have dish duty for the rest of the week."
He lowered his arms. "You're so unfair."
"Get out of my room if you still want me to go tonight."
A wide smile broke out on his face, making his cheeks look even rounder than usual. "Thanks so much, Hyung!" He tackled me in a tight hug before practically skipping away.
I smirked and shook my head slightly. Now matter how annoying my three roommates may be, I still love them.
* * * * *
"You're wearing that?"
I looked down at my attire. "What's wrong with this?"
Jimin glanced over me in shock. "It looks like you're going to the freakin' beach or something. You never wear shorts to a date. Everyone knows that."
Apparently not everyone.
He walked over to my closet and immediately started to rummage through it. "You have to look at least a little sophisticated. Show off that IQ of 147."
"148," I corrected.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Whatever." He pulled out a nice white dress shirt and threw it at me. "Put that on while I'm looking for a jacket."
