Yoongi rolled his eyes for the 7th time and stifled his groan. Taehyung left him alone with him to get food. listening to Hoseok complain about the cafe cutie had to be the worst experience of his life.
"he hasn't texted.. i'm gonna cry in 2 seconds if you don't say something."
fine, i'll say something, but you won't like it.
"honestly, how would you know if he texted, you don't have his number so i would just get over it, hun."
"i don't know what Seokjin sees in you, because what i'm looking at isn't anything good, hun."
the audacity of this bitc-
Yoomgi practically had steam coming out of his ears. "you wanna say that again?" he growled out.
Hoseok visibly gulped. "oh you know i think i hear Taehyung at the door, i'll go help him."
