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Chapter 4

Jimin quietly entered the studio, where Yoongi was just opening the daily morning show for the radio station. "It is officially 8:00 and that means it's time for the Morning Tea with Suga and RM..." Yoongi nodded as if his audience could see him while sucking air through his teeth. "Except RM is not here this morning because a free breakfast from his son's daycare is apparently more appealing than spending the morning ranting with his best friend. Oh, look at that, 30 seconds in and we've already had our first tea." Jimin had to stifle a giggle, worried that the mics might pick it up. "Anyway, if you're new to this show, or if you're still pre-coffee zombies like me and aren't even sure what the hell you're listening to right now, the concept of this show is easy to grasp. It's a well known fact that people are more irritable in the mornings, especially if they don't have a good outlet to rid themselves of any frustrations, so if you have any rants, anything you're salty about, anything to complain about, or just have some gossip you want to spread, just call or tweet us and we'll share the piping hot beverage. For now, I'm gonna start our morning playlist and let a few songs play to give everyone time to steep." He touched the screen in front of him and soon the opening notes of I Like Me Better by Lauv was playing through the studio.

Jimin moved closer as Yoongi lowered the volume inside the studio and removed his headphones. "I think the segment is even better when I can actually witness it in person." He sat down in Namjoon's usual chair, setting the paper bag and two coffee cups he was carrying on the table. He slid one of the coffees towards the older male before speaking. "The asshole from the morning sports report demanded breakfast on top of my usual coffee run, so I also have food." He rummaged through the bag and pulled out two to-go containers from the café across the street, reading the labels on them. "Looks like you have your choice of a turkey, sausage, and jalapeno omelet or creamy macadamia shrimp."

After witnessing the scrunch in Jimin's face as he read off the second choice, Yoongi chose the shrimp and the two of them dug into their breakfasts as the lyrics of the song played in the background. "So, you're a fan of the show?" He asked as he picked up his coffee.

Jimin nodded as he swallowed a bite of his omelet. "Oh, yeah. Freshman year, one of my classes required us to pick a show from a recommended list and we had to take notes and do weekly presentations on the different aspects of it, like the format, the content, the response, stuff like that. Your show was on the list and the name caught my eye, and I've listened to it every morning since." An appreciative smile appeared on Yoongi's list at Jimin's story. "I've even called in with my fair share of tea."

Yoongi raised his eyebrows. "Really?"

"My favorite was when I exposed my ex-boyfriend." Jimin giggled, thinking back on the memory. "He dumped me and spread around campus that I was a slut, so I called in and talked about how he could only get it up if-"

"-he was wearing a dinosaur costume." Yoongi finished for him, looking slightly in awe that the young male sitting across from him was the person behind one of the most popular stories to ever make its way onto the show. "That was you?!"

Jimin nonchalantly picked up his coffee cup. "You forgot the part about how he pretended he was impregnating me with his dino sperm, but yes, that was me." Yoongi stared at him as he was sipping his coffee, mentally mocking Namjoon's warning because obviously the new intern was not such an innocent angel. "It's not like it bothered me or anything, I mean, I'm not in any position to be kink shaming someone. But if you're gonna go around telling everyone who will listen about what a slut Park Jimin is, then you have to suffer the consequences in the form of having your sexual fantasies exposed on a popular radio show."

"I'm guessing he wasn't too happy about your revenge." Yoongi subconsciously licked his lips as Jimin took a bite of his omelet, gaze focused on the way the younger's pillowy lips closed around the fork.