The Kims

CH 13 - Not A Coincidence

Jin couldn't exactly bring it in himself to join a club session. The boys have completed three club days without a single trace of Jin. It's like he ultimately gave up at the sight of their club room or just by giving it a thought. Namjoon can't quite put his finger on it but he knows that Jin's behavior has nothing to do with the club. These club sessions have to be the least of his worries.

Both Hoseok and Taehyung are actually becoming cooperative or so it seems. They're both playing this little game called The Get to Know Me kind of game. 

"What's your favorite color?" Taehyung simply asked. He could instantly tell what kind of person Hoseok is depending on the color choice. Who on earth can piece together an individual based on their favorite color?

Hoseok answered in reply, "I can't pick just one, you know? One cannot limit themselves to like just one color when there's a wide variety to choose from. I say my favorite color is all of them."

Taehyung rolled his eyes at how Hoseok twisted his entire question into something "meaningful." He pressed onto the matter even further, "Let's say you had to pick one, what would it be?"

"I'd have to pick white," Hoseok responded in certainty.

"Why?" Taehyung asked as if he wasn't the so-called expert on categorizing people based on generic questions. 

Hoseok paused for a second then eyed Taehyung as if his choice wasn't already obvious. Hoseok declared in a matter of fact tone, "Because white takes up all of the other colors... duh."

Taehyung couldn't help but roll his eyes in annoyance for the fifth time today. He never would've thought someone as indecisive as Hoseok would make him want to drown in his own dread.

"What's your favorite color?" Hoseok followed up.

Taehyung took a while to answer, he wondered too if Hoseok was playing his game. 

"Black," Taehyung earnestly replied.

Basic bitch, Hoseok thought.

Hoseok smiled as he took it upon himself to lie, "Oh, nice choice!"

Both Namjoon and Yoongi walked in with moving boxes in hand. 

"If I'd known in advance that I would be used for manual labor I wouldn't have joined this club in the first place," Namjoon complained as he placed the boxes on the desk nearest of him. Yoongi couldn't help but sigh in frustration since he's been stuck with a whiner.

"What's your favorite color?" Taehyung asked a distraught Yoongi.

Yoongi eyed him directly as if he couldn't give a shit, as if that question was the epitome of stupidity. He answered anyways, "Blue."

He screams masculinity, Taehyung thought.

Taehyung questioned, "Namjoon, what's yours?"

"White," He simply said as he wiped the sweat off of the bridge of his nose. 

Hoseok poked his head up from the desk as he eyed Namjoon in surprise. 

"Why?" Taehyung wished Namjoon would backup his statement with something more factual than Hoseok's. 

"Only because it eats up all of the other colors," Namjoon replied. Hoseok couldn't help but jolt up from the desk and grip Namjoon's shoulder in excitement. 

Hoseok beamed, "Great minds think alike!" 

This made Namjoon want to change his answer and so he did, "I mean, my favorite color is green."