"MOM! SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR!"
I winced. How can such a small boy make such a loud sound? He must be Taehyung.
The little boy faces me again and stares at me with big eyes, saying nothing. I clear my throat. "Hey, little guy. Can I come in?"
He only stares. To be honest, it kind of creeps me out. "Hello?"
"You look weird."
"Weird?" Is it my hair? Is it messed up?
"Your face looks like a monster's."
Ouch. "A monster? Really?" I suddenly feel extremely self-conscious.
He nods, his black hair bouncing on top of his head. "I like monsters. My big brother is a monster too."
Yoongi, probably. "Your brother looks like a monster?"
"No, he doesn't look like you. He's just really scary and mean." He looks me up and down. "You aren't mean, are you?"
"No, I promise I'm not mean. Am I scary?"
"Of course you are."
"Why?"
"You're too tall. All scary monsters are tall."
"Is your brother tall?"
"Taller than me."
"Right."
Another little boy, this one slightly shorter, comes up behind the one who called me a monster. "Taehyungie! Stop messing with Mommy's date!" He looks up at me and smiles widely. "Hi! Sorry bout my brother. Please come in!"
"Aww, Jimin-hyung, I was talking with him," Taehyung whines.
The one called Jimin pushes his brother away so that I can step inside. "Thank you." I adjust the flowers resting in my arm. "Is...Is your mom almost ready?"
"Yeah," Jimin answers as he shoves Taehyung our of the way, "almost. Taehyung, leave!"
"You're being rude, hyung!" The older pushes the younger out of the room. I start to laugh. They really are hilarious. Seokjin has told me tons of stories of his four boys, some funny and others concerning. And by concerning I mean Taehyung almost drowned in the fountain at the park because he wanted to see how long he could hold his breath. The scariest part was that it was his oldest brother's idea. Yoongi, I think his name is.
"Jimin, did you get Taehyung?" I hear a voice growing increasingly louder and footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Yes, mommy!"
"Good. Wait, where's Yoongi?!"
"I don't know. I thought he was sleeping."
"Crap. Please help me find your brother!"
I sigh. I can't imagine how difficult it is to be a single parent. I personally never wanted kids, but for Seokjin I'd have an army.
"Who the fuck are you?"
I jump, not noticing someone had sneaked up behind me. I look down and blinked, shocked. Did this small child just curse at me? "Um..."
"You're Mom's date tonight, aren't you?"
"Yes, that's me." I'm going to be completely honest here: he is intimidating for a kid. He must be the "monster" brother Taehyung was talking about. "Are you Yoongi? It's nice to meet you."
