ROOMMATES BTS x Yoongi

Chapter 2

Everyone gathers in the kitchen where Taehyung is furiously cleaning.
   "Should've left his kitchen alone." The closet hider shakes his head. Taehyung rolls his eyes.

    "Moving on we need to introduce ourselves. I am Kim Namjoon." The deep purple haired one speaks.

"I'm Kim Seokjin. Or the mother." He states proudly.
"I'm Jeon Jungkook." Ah the closet hider.

"Nice to meet you all. I am Min Yoongi."
   "So I hear we're all your Hyungs?" Jungkook wonders. I nod shyly. "Well in that case, I am going to protect. A cutie like you doesn't deserve to be mistreated." Blood rushes to my face as a pull the oversized sleeves to my hoodie to my face.
   "Awwwww." They all coo.
"Shut up Hyung." If only they knew.
    "How about lunch?" Jin asks. Everyone but me cheers in response. I don't know about eating. I already ate at my cafe this morning. Do I need to eat more?
"C'mon Yoongi-ah. Jin's making some ramen for us." Hoseok pushes. I show a small smile and walk slowly into the dining room. A table set up with 3 chairs on the sides and 1 on each end is seen. "Jin and Joonie here, are the ones who sit at the end. Beside that we sit wherever." Hoseok sits down on the far side and pats the seat next to him. I take a seat when I realize Jimin is sitting next to me also. (Picture above of the seating chart) He give me an eye smile while Jin serves the food. I notice there is a seat in front of me which is empty.

  Jimin sees my confusion, "Jungkook and Taehyung are very immature at the dinner table so Jin made sure there is either a person or space between them two while eating."

  "We are not immature." Jungkook glares. Suddenly he gets hit with a noodle.
"Stop lying everyone knows we are." Taehyung, the culprit of throwing the noodle, says.
     Jin sighs out of disappointment and annoyance. "Just eat everyone before your food gets cold." I slowly pick up my fork and pick at the ramen.
"Yoongi-ah? Aren't you gonna eat?" Namjoon worries. I look up to see all the attention on me now.
"Uh..I'm not really that hungry." I explain quickly.
"But Yoongi-ah you're so thin." Taehyung's voice is laces with concern. I furrow my eyebrows and stare at him.

Did he just call me skinny?
No one has ever told me that.

"Yoongi-ah!" Hoseok snaps his fingers in front of my face. "What were you thinking about."

"Nothing..." I attempt to shrug it off and just pick at my food again. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Jungkook wonders.
"I'm wasting your food all because I'm not hungry." I emphasize "I'm."
"Oh Yoongi-ah it's okay. We'll just put it in a container and save it for you tomorrow." Jin suggest.
"Yeah, for tomorrow."
"So where do you work Yoongi-ah?" Jimin this time.
"At Dunkin' Donuts." I reply. (I'm basic and can't think of any other names)
"So do we get a discount?" Jungkook smirks.
I raise my eyebrows at him, "We'll talk when you don't hide in my closet."
"I would be offended but you're just too cute." I blush again. "Well since everyone is finished, I will get your container Yoongi-ah." Jungkook smiles gently. He grabs my still full bowl and takes it over to a random cabinet.
"Taehyung, you're doing the dishes." Jin points out.
"But it's not even my tu-" he tries to argue.
"You. Messed. With. My. Kitchen." Jin glares darkly.
     "Okay. I'll do the dishes Hyung." Taehyung corrects himself.
  "Mhmmm I know you will."
"I don't know if I should run or laugh." I state.
    "If it's about you, run. If it's about anyone else, laugh and run." Namjoon informs.

   "Good to know." This is better than I though. I
smile to myself.

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