"Y/N! Let's go at the mall!" Jimin excitedly said.
"Oh! That's fun, sure." I said and he lead the way to his car.
"Oh, hehe, if you think that this car is mine, you're wrong. This is my Hyeong's car. My car isn't feeling well so I left him at the house," he said.
"Does that mean that---?"
"Hey there Y/N!" Hoseok spoke in the driver seat.
I rolled my both eyes to him but he just chuckled.
"Sit in the backseat Y/N." Jimin said so I did.
We stop for a while, someone entered the backseat. He sat beside me.
He automatically smiled when he saw me.
"Hi," I greeted.
"Hey beautiful, you must be--?" He lend me his hands so accepted it willingly.
"Y/N." I said smiling.
"Oh, I'm Taehyung," He said he's about to kiss my hand when Hoseok spoke.
"Stop right there Tae, I almost forgot that you're way younger than me." He said and Taehyung remove his hands.
"Oh, I smell jealousy, dont you smell it Jimin-ah?" He asked.
He's voice is so freaking deep.
He's also tall
Cute
Handsome
And ahm-- i dont know if his hair is white or blonde? I'm not sure.
"I think the smell is coming from beside me, Hyeong? Can you smell it?" Jimin said.
"Oh, sure you two can hop out of my car if you're that excited." Hoseok said and I giggled. They all looked at me.
"What? Y/N you're unfair! We've been friends for so long but I never made you giggle, but Hyeong made you giggle just by that!" Jimin irritatedly said.
Uh?
"Oh, well I'm the best." Hoseok said.
"She's so cute." Taehyung said.
"Taehyung, you may leave," Hoseok said.
"Kidding, hehe." Taehyung laugh awkwardly.
Woah. I'm amazed on how his mouth goes box when he smiled.
"I love your boxy smile." I said while looking to his boxy smile.
"Hoseok-ah! I didn't ask her to say that!" Taehyung said.
"It's fine, it's your boxy smile what she loves. If you didn't do it again, she wont love you though." Hoseok said.
"Excuse me? Are you saying that I'm not charming?" Taehyung protest.
"Oh I never did, but if you think so." Hoseok laugh so I did.
"Haish. I swear Jin-hyeong will know about this." Taehyung said with a pouty lips.
"Oh, go ahead kid, rush your run under his pants." And that's when we all three laughed so hard.
Taehyung didn't answered but he stayed pouty until we arrrived at the mall.
"Look Tae, Jin-hyeong's over there, why dont you run now?" Hoseok said while pointing the tall guy with a black hair.
"Fuck that Hope-Hyeong," Taehyung said as he get off the car.
Jimin opened the car for me, I smiled at him.
We're about to walk away while Jimin's holding my hand.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Woah- woah, Jimin. You're a bit faster. Get off her," And so Jimin did as he told.
Jimin glared at Hoseok.
"Y/N, come over here," Hoseok said so I make my way to his.
"Wae?" I asked.
"Let me just warn you, those men were all dangerous, 'mkay? Specially that Blue haired guy, he's a man, 'mkay?" He said patting my shoulders.
Dangerous?
Oh! I get it.
They're all a playboy.
"Guys, this is Y/N." Jimin introduced me.
"Hi, I'm SeokJin." The tall guy with a broad shoulder said.
"I'm Jungkook, call me Kook instead, Noona," I felt great when he called me noona.
"Namjoon over here!" The guy with a precious dimple said.
"Yoongi," The blue haired guy said.
I bowed to them.
"Nice meeting you, please take care of me." I said.
"Hoseok will sure take care of you," Namjoon said.
Ah?
They all lead the way inside the mall, Hoseok walk beside me.
"It's not what you think," Hoseok said while looking around the botiques.
"What?" I asked. What is he saying?
"You thought that we're a playboy?" He asked so I nodded. "Oh, girl you're wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm not one of them, I dont like hurting feelings, well honestly they're not hurting feelings intentionally, but the girl will probably get hurt after being left," He said still not looking at me.
"Being left? That's a playboy thing," I said but he just laughed.
"Nope, being a playboy is much more hurtful. Because playboy's mostly hurt feelings 'intentionally', playboy's are more like a playboy, you know? Having a girl in a week or two? Or worst having a random girl daily, but we, we're not into flavors. We're into the one who's approaching us first. But I honestly dont do it so often, I prefer girls with a class, not those girls who will do everything just to be fvcked by us." He said, and all I can Understand is that they're all a----
"Fvckers," I whispered.
