Chapter 14 — Cat!
Luckily or maybe the heavens finally listened to your pleas, Yoongi did not talk to you for the rest of the ride. Conversing with him would mean more unecesarry bickering. That is why times like this makes you appreciate the soft sound of the music coming from the car's speakers instead of dealing with insults from an immature boy.
Soon, you arrived at the place where you spent almost all of your weekends when you were a child. When you entered the driveway of Jimin's house, you were the first one there, be it that the vehicles you recognized in the garage all belonged to the Park's.
"Bring the chicken," said Yoongi who turned off the engine and stepped out of the vehicle.
You scowled and grabbed the paper bag that had your bucket of food. A simple 'please' would've been nice. You quickly walked to the porch because you wanted to knock the door yourself but Yoongi raced you to it and opened it, leaving your hand hanging in the air.
You dropped your hand and carried the bucket in your arms properly.
"Jimin!" Yoongi yelled and his voice echoed through the house like it was abandoned.
A distant response came from the second floor a moment later, "Here!" Then, a damp-haired Jimin came down the stairs.
"Sorry. Did you wait long? I was in the shower." Jimin said, fixing his shirt. "Hi, Y/N."
"Hi!" You said, glad to see him.
"Well, hello to you too." Yoongi frowned.
"Yeah, no." said Jimin jokingly and tapped him on the arm a few seconds later while laughing. "Where's the chicken?"
"Y/N has it." Yoongi said and plopped on the couch.
Jimin politely took the food from your arms and placed it down on the table at the dining room. He didn't forget to give it a whif, making his insides churn in hunger.
"Where are the others?" You asked.
"I don't know." Jimin said. He got a towel that was hanged on one chair and shuffled his wet hair with it. "Can you check up on them?"
Jimin hands you his phone that was inside his pocket.
"Who should I text?" You asked.
Jimin shakes his head. "Don't text. Call."
"Who?" You asked again. You were scrolling down his contacts as you were waiting for him to respond. Seconds passed and he still didn't, so you looked up at him, puzzled, and saw that he was already looking at you with a smirk on his face.
"Oh, I don't know. You decide." He said as casually as possible. "Hoseok, perhaps?"
Yoongi flickered his eyes towards you. He was already paying attention to your conversation but now, he was listening ten times harder.
"Taehyung it is." You awkwardly said, ignoring the words that came out of Jimin's mouth.
You dialed Taehyung's number.
As you were waiting for Taehyung to pick up, you caught Yoongi's eye. You stuck your tongue out at him and he did the same.
"Homeboy!" Taehyung said.
