Lone wolf// P. JM x K.TH

Chapter 14

For Jimin, sitting opposite Taehyung's father as they ate his 'famous spaghetti bolognese', as Taehyung called it, was unnerving.
They sat in silence, only the sound of silver wear clinking on the porcelain plates to be heard. Jimin was sitting up straight, arms angled diligently not touching the table, using polite table manners as if it was a dinner with a king or queen.
He wanted to put in as gooder first'ish hand impression as he could, considering he is allowing him to stay in his home dispite possible consequences of letting a 'wanted' man reside here in his territory.

The silence was broken as the man opposite spoke.

"So, Jimin, how did you and my Taehyung meet? Have you known each other long? Though, don't recall him having a friend called Jimin."

"Oh, not really sir. We have only known each other for just over a week I think. We meet in the woods, we both happened to be at the same clearing at the same time. We got talking and got along well almost straight away."

He answered politely, using proper language being as respectful as possible.

"That nice, it's good know my son is making new friends, I've only ever seen him conversing friendly with the same four or five people his whole life." He said laughing lightly, his knife wavering in the air directing to Taehyung.

A small smile formed on Jimins lips as he turned to Taehyung who's sat next to him, his hand frozen mid-air giving his father a 'why would you expose me like that' look. The look subsiding, he moved the fork full of twirled spaghetti into his mouth, a string left hanging over his lips. He slurped it through his lips, it flicking up hitting his nose leaving a splash of sauce on the tip, making him jump slightly.

Jimin stifled back his laughter, only letting out air through my nose harshly.

'cute'

Once they had all finished, Taehyung excused himself to use the toilet. Jimin stood up leaning over collecting all three empty plates along with the cutlery.

"Oh thank you Jimin, how kind of you."

"It's no problem sir, you cooked."
He replying, taking them over to the sink, placing them down.

"Thank you for the meal, it was delicious, and thank you for allowing me to stay in your home." He said bowing in the mans direction, showing his gratefulness for his hospitality.

"There's no need to be so formal with me Jimin, I want you to feel at ease here. I've see that you are a respectful and caring young man. And please call me Minhyun." He said with a smile.

"Yes si- I mean Minhyun, thank you."

Jimin begin to wash the dishes but Minhyun stopped him. Saying that "there's no need"  Jimin tried to retaliate with a "it's the least I can do." but he was shooed away,
"Go enjoy the rest of the evening, get settled in, I'll finish up in here."

At that, Jimin left the kitchen and headed up the stairs, meeting Tae on the way, both then heading back to his bedroom.

It was now Jimin who was flopping down onto Taehyung's bed a loud sigh passing his lips.

"God that was nerve racking."

"what did I tell you, I knew it would be alright." Tae said, flopping beside me, turning and letting his arm rest over Jimin's waist.

"I should start listening to you, you seem to be right about a lot of things."

"That you should because it is true, I'm always right."
Jimin didn't even need to look, he new Taehyung had a cocky smirk on his face.