Ships in the Night | BxB

3. Are You A Baby Daddy?

3. Are You a Baby Daddy?

"The band is called Purple Lotus," Jimin told me as he pushed the door open.

Purple Lotus? Interesting choice, but I didn't get to ask about it since Jimin was already leading me into the room.

There were several boys in the room, talking among themselves.

"These are all my friends," Jimin told me.

A couple of them noticed us. One was sitting behind a keyboard, while the other was seated behind a set of drums.

The one sitting behind the keyboard gave me an intense look, and my calm mood that Jimin had so successfully cultivated disappeared. He didn't look like he liked me much. Was he the boyfriend? Was he looking at me like that because Jimin was holding my hand?

"Hi guys, this is my new friend, Taehyung," Jimin introduced me, and I quickly looked away from the guy who looked pissed off.

I concentrated on the one behind the drums because he was smiling at me, a set of dimples appearing on each side of his face. He stood up and walked over to us.

"Is he new?" he asked Jimin, while staring at me.

"Yeah," Jimin replied.

"Hi, welcome to Beachwood. I'm Namjoon."

This time, Jimin didn't hijack my hand when I shook Namjoon's hand.

"Hi, I'm Taehyung," I introduced myself.

"Always picking up the cute ones, aren't you?" a new voice said, and another one of the guys came over.

"Shut up," Jimin chastised him, laughing.

"Hello, I'm Beomgyu," he introduced himself.

"Taehyung, nice to meet you," I greeted him.

"Hey kid, how is it going?" Namjoon asked, leaving us and heading towards a couch where there's another boy, who was talking to Beomgyu a few seconds ago. 

"That's JK," Jimin said, pointing at the boy. "He's good at drawing, so he makes most of our band logos, slogans, posters and such. Come on, let me introduce you to Yoongi. Beomgyu is my fellow vocalist, by the way."

Beomgyu gave an enthusiastic nod. "I'm the better one, in case you were wondering," he told me.

Jimin laughs then shoved his friend by the shoulder. "Go away. I hate you."

Still holding my hand, he takes me over to the keyboard guy. He sees us coming, but then he becomes absorbed in striking the keys before him.

"This is Yoongi. He and Namjoon are our rappers."

I nod. The guy isn't even looking at us. His hair is a faded blue shade, almost white. When he continued ignoring us, Jimin let go of my hand and also started striking the keys, ruining his rhythm.

Yoongi swat his hand away, but Jimin didn't give up.

"Say hi to Taehyung," he requested.

"Hi," Yoongi said, not looking in my direction.

"I apologize on his behalf," Jimin said, quitting the sabotage. "He has always had a hard time looking cute boys in the face."

I didn't think it was that.

"Go away," Yoongi mumbled.

"Fine, grumpy," Jimin said, leading me away.

"Jimin-ah. Come take a look at this," Namjoon calls, holding a piece of drawing paper in his hands.