The House Of Games (BTS mafia) 18+

13. He actually understands

Y/N's POV

Me:
- Are those my socks?

Fake face was holding a pair of black calf socks.

Fake face:
- Your socks?!

Me:
- My... borrowed socks?

He laughs.

Fake face:
- You're cute.

Me:
- Only to you.

Fake face:
- You know...It's really difficult to keep up with you.

Me:
- Am I to much to handle?

Fake face:
- We will see.

He stands up and gives me his socks.

Fake face:
- If you need anything else just ask.

I take the socks in my free hand.

Since my other holds the basket.

Me:
- I will...Taehyung.

Fake face:
- I like it when you say my name, but...

Me:
- But what?

Fake face:
- Taehyung sounds better in a different a situation.

Really dude?

Me:
- So I can call you Taehyung only in that kind of situation? Do you think that I'll have that chance?

Fake face:
- Who knows what the future has in store for us? Anyway, I prefer Tae. Like all my friends call me.

Me:
- Tae it is.

Fake face:
- How about that tour?

That came out of nowhere.

Me:
- Ah yes, I blew you off didn't I?

Fake face:
- You did...and you need to make up for it.

Me:
- What for?

Fake face:
- My wounded pride?

Me:
- I usually leave wounds in other people's body parts.

Fake face:
- Am I in danger?

Me:
- No, I don't wound my "friends".

Fake face:
- Now that you say this... what about Jimin?

Uhhhhh...

Why did he have to mention the psycho?!

We were doing so well.

Me:
- What about him?

I place the basket on the floor that I still had on my hand, I sit on the edge of my bed and wear the soft socks.

Fake face:
- You hit him.

As my feet are now clothed and warm I take the basket from the floor and walk out to the balcony with fake face following behind me.