The Kims

CH 10 - Eye To Eye

"No one's going to join, come on..." Jimin rushed Hoseok out of the halls towards their own lockers.

He wasn't too fond of his idea, being that Hoseok wanted to recruit people for a club he made up on a whim. Hoseok knew that the Club Rush had already come to an end a while back but it didn't stop him from creating one. On the other hand, Jimin hated the idea; only because he knew he'd get pulled right into it and he abhorred the attention that came with the price.

Hoseok firmly pressed his lips against the other, his eyes smiling at Jimin. "Oh, I'll definitely get some members and you're going to be one of them."

Jimin knew he fell right into that hole, he set himself up for that one. He sheepishly turned to the side covering his mouth in bashfulness. All Jimin wanted to do at that moment was resist but he couldn't because he knew Hoseok is as persistent as he appears. He definitely couldn't crush the guy either.

"Can we at least change the name or something?" Jimin raked at the back of his head in uncertainty.

Something about the name made Jimin squirm, he cringed at the title, he couldn't do anything about it. He knew all too well that Hoseok enjoyed it to bits. 

I'll let him have his way like he always does, Jimin helplessly admitted.

Hoseok questioned in confusion, "What's wrong with Happy Days?"

Everything, Jimin thought.

Jimin shook his head as he continued to pass Hoseok several pieces of tape. Hoseok plastered the fliers onto numerous lockers, ultimately forgetting which lockers they've picked at random. 

Crash!

A loud noise echoed its way in and out of the hallways, the sound frightening the hell out of them. They stared long and hard as footsteps approached them. The two most blood-curdling people advanced their ways towards both Jimin and Hoseok. Jimin couldn't really do anything, he'd never find himself getting used to the sight of the Kims. If he ran they'd simply chase after him, if he stayed they'd obliterate him until there's nothing left. Jimin wanted nothing more but to disappear at this very moment.

Hoseok couldn't help but eye Taehyung in disgust, the fact that someone as demonic as him had been messing around with someone as angelic as Jungkook had angered him deeply. As for Jimin, he couldn't help but shy away once he felt Namjoon's scowl piercing right through his own sockets. 

"Join our club!" Hoseok passed a flier to each and one of them, he doesn't do so bright in any given awkward situation.

Namjoon and Taehyung eyed the flier in skepticism, they didn't know whether to laugh or to scold them about it. Just as they turned away from the dumbfounded ones, Jimin ended up extending an arm out. He was hesitant at first but took one of his most grandiose risks; approaching his biggest fear. He placed a comforting touch on top of Namjoon's shoulder, his minuscule hand trying to encompass what's left.

"Are you okay?" Jimin softly uttered almost to himself, he mustered up all of his courage to stare him right in the eye.

It only took Namjoon a matter of seconds to react, he backed away from Jimin harshly swatting his hand away from him. He slightly turned his head to the side showing Jimin a partial angle of his face. He couldn't really make out what Namjoon's next move would be but he managed to recognize a glare making its grand appearance.

Namjoon harshly warned, "Don't fucking touch me."

He left the three of them standing there, Taehyung taunted Jimin, "Do you feel that entitled, Park? He doesn't need another burden to continuously watch out for, leave him alone."