The Photographer/Flowers | K.NJ x Reader

chapter - agrimony

The Angry 'Fetus' and Pancake Breakfast

The loud chirping of restless birds woke me up from my slumber. I sat up, stretching my arms and yawning loudly. I slapped my hand towards my mouth as I remembered a certain someone was sleeping right beside me. Any wrong step I take could be my biggest mistake.

Okay, but he looks so precious sleeping, while I look like someone who hasn't slept in ages.

"Ugh, it's a bitter morning, and somebody is already staring at me, having no respect for my personal space." Yoongi mumbled, hiding his face in the blankets.

"Good morning to you too, Yoongs." He just groaned at my response. The old grumpy gummy is back again. I got off my bed and walked out of my room. I knocked on the door that led to the brother's room as it was pulled open almost immediately, and I was taken in a very quick embrace.

"GOOD MORNING Y/N!" Hoseok shouted in my ears. He was hugging me as well as jumping and rotating me. I followed his actions as he sped up. I sped up, too, as I saw someone squeeze themselves into the gap between Hoseok and I.

It was Taehyung. "May I join you?"

We both nodded as we all embraced each other and started rotating and jumping like there's no tomorrow.

"You guys are the epitome of second-hand embarrassment." Jungkook groaned, followed by F/N, who didn't look too surprised at our actions.

Jimin got up and crawled towards us. "Why didn't you invite me?"

"Jimin, not you too!" Jungkook smacked his forehead, opening the window and shouting dramatically, "SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

"Jungkook, what the heck are you doing?" B/N questioned, walking towards him and pulling him away from the window. He looked down to see a bunch of neighbours gathering in front of our house.

He squeaked, shutting the window and drawing the curtains. Jungkook looked done with life.

Me.

Stop making everything a relatable meme, Y/N.

"You just provoked the neighbours. Congrats." B/N laughed nervously.

"What does that even mean?" F/N asked, clearly just as much confused as everyone in this room except my brother and I.

"Our neighbours are crazy," I added, "They're ready to call for help whenever they hear someone remotely screaming."

"Does that mean–"

The sound of a police car rang through the neighbourhood. A few seconds later, Yoongi barged into the room, panic evident in his face. "What fuck did you guys do this time?"

This is going to be a very long day.

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"So, you heard a fetus shouting "SOMEBODY HELP ME", from the L/N's household?" The police officer asked, his left eyebrow still raised in suspicion at Mrs. Piggs. We all turned towards Jungkook who was fuming at the police as well as Mrs. Piggs.

Mrs. Piggs nodded dramatically before walking to us. "Precisely," she says, walking towards B/N, "It wasn't him, though."

The officer narrowed his eyes at her. "And, how are you so sure about that?"

Mrs. Piggs just laughed maniacally at the officer. Everybody looked shocked except B/N, Yoongi and I.

"I know his voice very well. My daughter has an obsession with him, so she records his voice every time they talk."

B/N looked bewildered, this was the first time he was speechless. Not gonna lie, since the only time I go out was to get food or go to college, I had no idea that our neighbour had a daughter around our age.

I mean— what kind of a human would record somebody's voice?

The police officer adjusted his glasses and stared at all of us.

"Well Mrs. Pig, none—"

"Mrs. Piggs." She corrected.

"Ah right," the officer remarked sarcastically, "Mrs. Piggy, none of them look like a fetus to me, I have no idea about you." He eyed the boy playing with Jimin's hood.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Taehyung gazed at all of us before answering him. "Me?"

"Okay, it's not him either." The officer pinched the bridge of his noise, clearly annoyed that his routine was not going smoothly as planned.

"How do you know for sure?" Mrs. Piggs retorted in an irritated tone.

"Did you hear his voice? Deeper than the ocean, you can't even find the googly eyed squid there."

"Googly eyed squids exist?" I barged in, eyes sparkling in anticipation for the officer to confirm the statement. He nodded nonchalantly.

"Yes they do, Y/N! I have pictures of them too!" Taehyung squealed in excitement as he showed me the pictures of the googly eyed squid. They looked so adorable, I was almost on the verge of adopting them. Where and how can I get a googly eyed squid?

Yoongi just sighed in utter disappointment. "Why the fuck are you two obsessing over a goddamn meal? And Taehyung," he turns to him. "Why in the ever loving fuck do you have pictures of a squid who looks like he has seen bullshit that can't be unseen?"

Taehyung just shrugged at him. "I like storing pictures of cute things."

"Then you must have a junk load of my pictures." Jimin winked, a little too confident of himself. Taehyung made the most judgmental face ever and turned away from him in disgust.

The officer just shook his head and took a deep breath. "Listen here kids, just tell me straightforward who shouted, okay? I didn't even have my morning tea yet and I'm craving pancakes right now—"

"Mood!" I interrupted. He had a delighted expression on his face. He's the first person to not judge me when I shout unusual things.

I like him, he's a nice guy.

"—so just tell me who did it. I may invite you guys over for a pancake breakfast with me."

Hearing the words 'pancake breakfast' didn't make us take too long before we all pointed towards Jungkook who looked like he was about to explode.

"He looks the most sane out of you all." He tapped his chin in disbelief, "Okay let's go, my treat."

And Mrs. Piggs was triggered.

We all followed him to the diner to have some delicious pancakes. After all, you can't upset your empty stomach.

Nobody bothered to change back from their pyjamas.