Black Thunder Squad (Jikook) [ON HOLD]

II

Jimin's P.O.V.

It was time for dinner soon and Taehyung took me for the gathering where I was sure we would enjoy the meal together with the rest of the group.

Until now he had made me listen to his rantings as he shuffled through his small wardrobe, excited to show me his new winter collection.

Hobi hyung hadn't been there so we were free to discuss anything we wanted, despite Taehyung's constant deflection of any topic related to the other members. But I didn't ponder on it anyway, his excitement was like a drug.

We seated ourselves on the table as Jin hyung prepared our meal along with Jungkook. Both were very concentrated on their task and barely noticed us walk in. The dining wasn't big but just sufficient enough.

"Generally we visit an old lady who sells cheap, but tonight we don't have much money on us, so the reason for Jin hyung preparing it." Taehyung quipped in a whisper, stifling a yawn, rubbing his eyes although least bothered with sleep. "I will wake you up tomorrow a little early Jimin-ah, you need to be briefed."

"Alright."

Not long and the rest of the members were also seated around the wooden old table, all of them busy on their phones, except for Yoongi Hyung who was writing something on his notepad.

I concurred it was his daily chore. He looked hard working.

A sudden movement caught my attention, it was coming from the kitchen's direction. And not surprisingly it was from Jungkook, who was ready to distribute the plates.

"Food is almost ready, just a few minutes more." Jin hyung told us heating his fry pan.

"Need help?" Yoongi hyung asked him abruptly, looking away from his paper briefly.

"Wow, you are really early with that," Jin hyung replied sarcastically.

Yoongi Hyung rolled his eyes, "At least I asked."

"Right."

The small banter seized and the table was silent again, it was almost awkward, even Taehyung was quietly fidgeting.

The tension never made me happy, and most of the days I tried avoiding any awkwardness, I loved to see people smiling. So I often tried my best to start up a conversation, although it was difficult doing that when in new environment.

I sighed and it caused a great shift in the room as almost everyone excluding Jin had their eyes on me. Like they had been waiting for me to take the initiative. Maybe they were...?

I gulped discreetly, "When did you all join the group?"

It was the easiest way out and I had no issues with directing the topic away from myself.

"It was me who joined first," Namjoon hyung replied politely, "after me Yoongi hyung came, followed by Hobi hyung then Jungkook, then Jin hyung and then Taehyung."

Jungkook placed a well polished white plate in front of me, his pale slim hand delicate just like the utensil. I absently noticed well how he lingered next to me a little longer than necessary, but that could be just me.

I nodded as I focused back on Namjoon hyung, listening to him keenly, Yoongi hyung taking the least interested in my curiosity. I think he had some problem with me, and what was worse, he wasn't even trying to hide it.

Hobi hyung then clipped in seeing that Namjoon hyung had nothing else to say.

"We have already decided on our stage names, do you have anything in mind for yours?"