Give You Hell || j.j.k

9. Mommy

"Ew." Yoongi said as I came into the kitchen.
"Yes?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"Why do you look all... feminine?" He asked.
I usually was more casual with my wardrobe and makeup, but today, my eye liner was even and I was wearing a cuter outfit.
"No reason. Also, Taehyung is picking me up."
"No he is not!" I heard from the livingroom.
I widened my eyes.
"Hoseok, it's not that big of a deal..." I pleaded as Jungkook emerged from my room.
"What's not a big deal?" He asked with his toothbrush in hand.
"(Y/n) is pregnant!" Hoseok screamed.
"What?!" Jimin joined in.
"I'm not pregnant, I'm grabbing coffee with Taehyung you drama queen!"
"Oh!" He dramatically called out. "Congratulations it's a girl!" He grabbed a cup and angrily poured orange juice. "While we're at it, should she enroll in daycare?!" He yelled again.
"Hoseok, you're being too much." Yoongi scolded.
"I am just thinking ahead to what's gonna happen!"
The bell rang.
Hoseok and I sprinted to the door at the same time, shoving each other.
"Listen here, you pretty little dickhead-" he started and I slipped past him with my bag.
"Byeeee!" I yelled as I closed the door and grabbed Taehyung's wrist and pulled him to the sidewalk.
"What was that about...?" He asked with wide eyes.
"Let's get going before he finds a weapon." I insisted and he started walking towards his car.
I realized I was still grabbing his wrist and let out a noise and tried to let go, but he caught my fist as it fell and grabbed it without a stutter in his step.
It was a classic old car, in much better condition than the van.
He opened the passenger door for me and I swooned as he gave a sweet smile.
He went around and sat in the driver's seat. "Is Hoseok gonna kill me?" He asked.
"No, he wouldn't hurt a fly!" I promised and he let out a breath.
"Unless that fly was bothering me, then he'd probably yeet it into the sun." I finished and he gulped.
"Have you heard of Yeontan Coffee?" He asked.
"I think I've seen it?" I replied.
"I wanna take you there for our first date, if you wanna." He asked.
I gulped as he blushed with wide eyes, realizing what he said and laughing.
I joined his laughter and decided not to object. "Sounds cool." I looked over and gave him a blushy smile.
When the light turned green, it took him a minute to look forward again.
***
"Mom!" He called the second we walked in, nobody in the store yet. It was rustic, with brick pillars and vines coming up the inside of the walls, potted plants everywhere and antique furniture decorating the corners.
I gasped and grabbed Taehyung by the arm.
"You did not take me to meet your parents at six in the morning!" I said.
He shrugged me off and a beautiful woman with similar features to Taehyung emerged, her eyes soft and welcoming.
"Oh! Is this her?" She asked, pointing at me with excitement.
Taehyung was now the one embarrassed, his eyes wide. "Mom..." he warned verbally, though it sounded more like a beg.
"She's just as pretty as you said, dear!" She cane around the counter and looked me up and down with pride.
"Four months now you've liked this one?"
I turned to Taehyung with a shocked smile as he looked up, hands in pocket.
"Oh, I'm just teasing! Please, come sit!" She said, ushering me to a booth and Taehyung followed with his head down.
"Hello, beautiful! You can call me mom!"
I blinked rapidly. "I'm (Y/n)!"
"Oh, such a pretty name! And her voice is beautiful!" She flattered.
I quietly thanked her and she put her hands together.
"You two can share TaeTae's favorite pastry, and I'll get you a drink too, for free!" She said to me.
"Thanks, mom!" I emphasized the 'mom' part and Taehyung let out a snort, putting his head in his arm on the table.
"Taetae, she's already accepting us!" She shook his shoulder and disappeared again.
Taehyung looked up finally and was hysterical. "I told her not to..."
"She's literally the best person I've ever met."
He rolled his eyes and threw a napkin at me.
"Ah, I was gonna warn you cause she's been asking about you for a while..." he wiped the laughing tears from his eyes.
"Taehyung, how long have you liked me?"
He gulped.
"First day and you're late? Unacceptable, miss Min! What excuse can you possibly have?!"
I looked at her face, stern and unbothered.
But her legs were shaking, and her chest moved in uneven breaths.
"Ma'am, I saw her bike tire pop on my ride to school." I raided my hand and said.
The teacher side eyed me, quieting before turning around to the board.
She didn't look at me then, and I didn't get a glimpse of her face, just her hair.
Not until science class, and I saw that hair again.
"Hey, can I sit here?" I asked and she nodded in surprise.
After a few minutes she leaned over to me.
"Yo, Jackson's mixing the wrong shit, look!" She whispered as a loud fizzing began from that table.
I looked to her and she was trying to hide her laughter, and she ended up with the hiccups so I gave her my water.
She was cool, and confident, and she was so free.
I didn't look at another girl after that.
"I guess I've liked you for a while..."