Ghostbumps || Yoonmin ✔ #Wattys2019

Chapter Eight

"Why do you even like him?" Taehyung asked. He still felt bitter about the new information he just learned about Yoongi.

Yoongi, who was now waiting for his breakfast in a small cafe nearby his office building, just rolled his eyes, feeling slightly fed up and exhausted with Taehyung's non-stop questions since early morning.

If only he could tape the ghost's mouth so that he at least could have a peaceful and quiet moment, even for a few short minutes.

"Will you tell me about him, please? I swe-"

Yoongi sighed. He heavy heartedly glared at Taehyung who was sitting in front of him.

After resting his cheek on one of his palms, his facial expression started to become cheeky again.

"Are you gonna start now or do I need to do something so you will start to tell me about that man?" Taehyung sarcastically spat out his words.

Yoongi frowned, feeling a little bit weird with how the usually happy-go-lucky ghost reacted towards the fact that he had a special someone right now.

He relaxed his facial muscles, unfazed with how annoyed the ghost's facial expression was in front of him.

Yoongi acted like he was oblivious with how obvious the ghost was. Little that the ghost knew, Yoongi was a very observant person.

Very.

Wanna know how observant he was?

One time he even secretly counted how many tablespoons of sugar Namjoon's secretary put in their tea for a meeting.

The tea was holy fuckery sweet!

Everyone in the meeting room really felt like they could die because of the overly, excessive sugar intoxication.

You could blame all of the 30 teaspoons of sugar that was poured into the teapot!

Tilting his head a little while licking his lips, Yoongi held eye contact with the ghost.

"What do you want to know about my Honey Bum?" Yoongi asked, shrugging his shoulders. His voice tone really showed how uninterested he was to share his personal stuff with a ghost he just met a few days ago.

Well, after all, Tae is just a ghost. No big deal.

"Who is he? How did you met him? What is he like? Oh oh! And is he that attractive?"

"Well, he is my-"

Yoongi stopped when he noticed someone was standing beside his table. A short and quiet oh came out from his lips after he saw who it was.

"Your Mocha Frappuccino, Cinnamon-Pecan Buns and Orange-Cranberry scones for your breakfast, Sir."

The girl with long light purple hair grinned, showing off her perfectly gorgeous smile. She even flirtily winked at Yoongi before a teasing smirk plastered on her strawberry, red, full lips.

"Morning Hyuna noona. Don't need to be all formal with me. It's disgusting," Yoongi chuckled, playfully joking around with the extremely attractive waitress who already put his tray of breakfast on his table.

Hyuna ruffled the other's dark raven hair, still grinning before she quickly flicked his forehead.

"Yah Yoongi! Didn't you feel anything with my flirty acts towards you just now?" She pouted.

Yoongi raised his eyebrows. "...Anything?"

She nodded, fully anticipating the younger's response. "Anything? Like... Feels like a knot inside your stomach? Or butterflies flying wildly? Just anything?"