Music is My Lover

100k Chapter: You Can't Get Rid of Me

When you heard steps outside the dorms, you hurried to the door and stood there waiting anxiously as you heard the clicking sound of the door unlocking. Namjoon opened it, Yoongi and Hobi were behind him carrying his suitcases.

"Oh, hello Noona, what a surprise!" he said with a warm smile that showcased his dimples as he stepped aside for his hyung to greet you. Yoongi looked up from his phone and poked his head from behind Joon.

"Jagi?" he gawked at you, he wasn't expecting to see you here when he finally came back home after his military service. A gummy smile drew itself on his face as he walked up to you. You were holding a beautifully decorated cake.

"You didn't make this" Yoongi said in disbelief, his lips slowly forming a mocking smirk. Hobi walked in and greeted you with a smile, you glanced at him briefly and offered a sweet smile that turned into a frown the second you looked back at his hyung.

"I did! See, it's my handwriting" you said talking with a pout as you pointed at the Welcome written with icing on the top.

"Are you sure it's edible?" he replied laughing amused. Hobi was still standing next to you and he ran his finger along the side of the cake carefully.

"You're such an idiot, Min Yoongi" you growled and slapped his arm. You just wanted to smash it in his face for being an ungrateful brat.

"Aya*! But you can't cook, it's one of the first things you told me" Yoongi complained rubbing his upper arm pitifully with furrowed eyebrows. He side glanced at Hoseok and slapped his hand away scowling at him, but it was too late. He giggled as he walked away, licking the icing off his finger.

"Tae's girlfriend helped me make it and she's a really good baker" you muttered.

"It tastes delicious, Noona!" Hobi said as he carried his hyung's suitcase to the hallway and Yoongi huffed annoyed that he messed up your cake. You had clearly worked really hard on it and you had his heart melting at the gesture, but he couldn't help but tease you. He leaned in your ear.

"Don't talk to me like that. Not now, I only just got here, jagi" he said and chuckled darkly. As he pulled away you saw the racy smirk on his face. Your jaw had dropped and you were making a face at him.

"What? It's been eight months" he said shifting uncomfortably and blushing embarrassed. He averted your eyes as you were scrunching your nose at his words.

"You can't keep it in your pants, can you?" you whispered and laughed at him. Yoongi rolled his eyes. Not this again, he thought running his tongue along his teeth irritated.

"You're never getting over that, are you?" he whispered back frustrated. It had been years since his words had rubbed you the wrong way and every chance you got you reminded him of it. You couldn't help it in this case, it had been eight months too when he said that to you.

Yoongi picked up his other suitcase annoyed and bumped into your shoulder childishly as he walked past you with pursed lips and a frown. You quickly put down the cake on the coffee table.

"You can't get rid of me" you said as you back-hugged him before he could escape. Yoongi chuckled and looked at you over his shoulder with a soft side smile.

"So when is the wedding?" Hobi asked after hearing your words as he came back in the lounge.

"It's not happening" the older one turned back and gave him a look.

"I'd walk out the door now if I were you, noona. He's got you waiting forever and now he says this" his dongsaeng said laughing shamelessly. Yoongi glared at him but he just laughed harder.