Hyejin's POV
"What are you guys doing?"
We both looked away from each other after staring into each other's eyes for only god knows how long.
Taehyung abruptly released my hand upon hearing Yoongi's voice, as we both snapped our heads at him.
He is now wearing a big yellow sweatshirt with black paws pattern, pairing it with his black skinny jeans.
"I'm going home," he stated, as I stood up, walking him to the front door.
"Take care, hyung!", Taehyung beamed from behind, as Yoongi stepped out of the apartment, with me standing in front of him.
"Be careful and take care of yourself," he advised as I nodded, smiling.
His hand hesitantly made its way towards my head, before patting it softly, as he gave me his little smile.
"See you,"
"Bye," I replied, as he walked away from there, and I watched his figure approaching the end of the hallway, and disappeared as he turned to his left.
I closed the door, and walked up to Taehyung, as we just sat there in silence. I've had enough of the awkward silence, so I turned on the TV, in which a random cartoon appeared on the TV screen.
Out of the blue, Taehyung's ringtone came off, as he grabbed his phone from the table in front of us.
"Hello?", he spoke, and stayed silent for a while.
"Right now? I can't, I'm busy.", he spoke again, before gasping, "What??"
And with that, someone rang the doorbell, as I walked up to the front door to see who's behind the door.
The door opened to a very handsome guy, who seems to be a little shorter than Taehyung, and he is around Yoongi's height, I suppose.
And beside him, is a guy with big doe eyes, sipping onto his banana milk, and he seems to be around Taehyung's height.
"Hi!", the shorter guy beamed, flashing me a bright smile, his eyes curved into cute eye smiles.
"H-hi,"
"Is Taehyung home?", the guy asked, as I nodded.
"Taehyung-ah, someone—", I stopped midway as Taehyung is already standing right before my eyes, eyeing the guys with an annoyed expression on his face.
"I didn't know chilling at home is busy," the guy glared at Taehyung, crossing his arms against his chest.
"What are you guys doing here?", he asked, and the two guys forced themselves into the place, immediately making themselves at home.
The two guys sat in the couch where Taehyung and I were sittting, as I closed the door, while Taehyung walked up to them.
I went to the kitchen to grab some drinks for them, and was about to open the fridge, when I heard Taehyung's voice.
"Don't make them anything. They've eaten on the way here," he said, as I placed the glasses back in the shelf, and walked towards the guys.
I sat next to Taehyung, and the eye smile guy sat up straightly, looking at me with a bright smile. "Who is she?", he asked Taehyung.
"My friend," Taehyung answered.
"Oh," the shortie smiled in relief, in which I have no idea is the why.
"Why are you guys here?", he asked the two guys.
"Hyung, we always come here every weekend. What are you talking about?", the guy in a plain white t-shirt spoke.
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• Passenger •
Fanfic"Who are you??" In which he found out there's a secret, hidden passenger in the back seat of his car.
