Taehyung Hates Me
"How did you... how did you know?" I gasped at Yoongi.
"Abort mission, sister! I repeat!" Taehyung began yelling frantically at me in the earpiece. "Jungkook get our bags! We're moving to Alaska."
Yoongi shot me a victorious smirk. "So it is true then."
"Don't listen to him!" Taehyung yelled at me, his voice blaring in my ear. "Come straight back home Kim Y/N!"
"I-it's true," I mumbled, still in surprise. "But how did you find out?"
Yoongi began to try and explain how he'd found out Taehyung and I's dumb hoax, but my attention got diverted when Taehyung began to sing Elmo's World really loudly and obnoxiously in my ear, drowning out Yoongi's voice.
Said blind date person seemed to catch on that I wasn't quite paying attention.
Maybe it was the way I kept wincing every time my stupid brother screeched "la la la laaa, la la la laaa" off key through the earpiece.
"Hmm," Yoongi grunted in irritation.
Abruptly he leaned all the way over the table to me and gently pushed back my hair behind my ear, exposing the small black device in my ear. I stilled under his touch, heart beginning to pound at his touch.
"You get your dirty cheese stick fingers off my sister you piece of--" Taehyung began bellowing furiously.
Yoongi calmly held the device up to his own ear, still keeping it a safe distance away from his eardrum.
"Mr Kim," he cut through my brother's yelling effectively, his own voice smooth like butter. "I can assure you that your sister is in good hands and you are no longer needed. Thank you and have a great day."
With that Yoongi clicked off the earpiece and set it on the table.
Well that was pretty hot, I couldn't help but think to myself.
Yoongi sat back down across from me at the table and offered me a sweet smile.
"There. Your brother is no longer in control of you and if you have some time to spare, I'd like to hear some more genuine things abut you Y/N."
"I...I... of course," I gave up trying to free my purse and relaxed a little in my seat. I suddenly had no clue what to say now that Taehyung wasn't ordering my script over the earpiece. "But how did you find out?"
Yoongi's smile widened into an almost gummy-like smile. He turned to the table behind us where someone was sitting at, menu covering their face.
"Park Jimin," he called. "Come here rascal."
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