THROUPLE IN THE MAKING???

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

For those who might not know him, his name is Min Yoongi, also known as Suga, and together with Kim Namjoon he is the other rapper of BTS.

Disclaimer: @GracieBiz and @TammyChester have claimed responsibility for the ideas behind this chapter. I had nothing to do with this particular chapter. I hope that you will like this story anyway.

Yoongi's POV

I am usually the first to wake up among all the other members of our group. I have always been an early riser.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes before making my way to the bathroom and taking care of my morning routine.

Then I went to the kitchen and turned the electric kettle on. I rummaged through the kitchen cabinet and took out a box containing citrus hibiscus tea.

I then went to take a tea mug from another kitchen cabinet.

I happened to glance at the kitchen digital clock. Woah it was only five thirty in the morning. I had awakened half an hour earlier than my usual waking time.

I got startled by a soft noise behind me.

I turned around quickly and got shocked to see our youngest member Jungkook tiptoeing towards me. He never gets up this early in the morning.

Something was up. I could sense it.

"Hyung," he was talking in a whisper and his eyes were pleading to me. "Please help me out. Just this once. Please, hyung."

"What's going on," I asked, trying not to sound alarmed.

"I need to buy a cup of coffee at the corner coffee shop," he said in an urgent whisper.

"Why can't you make one here?" I asked, "I'll make one for you right now."

"No, no, no, hyung, please," he was still pleading. "I want to buy a latte macchiato for him."

"Who is 'him'???" I raised my eyebrow at him.

"A friend I met yesterday. We... we... we hit it off right away and we had dinner together last night, and then we went for a stroll by the Han River after that but Namjoon hyung came along and put a stop to my  date with this friend. But this friend and I talked on the phone last night before I went to bed and we agreed to meet up this morning at the coffee shop nearby. He said he likes to drink latte macchiato and I offered to buy it for him."

He had an earnestness in his pleading which tugged at my heart.

"Tsk, tsk, I really shouldn't be doing this," I said, shaking my head as I went to unplug the electric kettle, mentally saying good bye to my plan of enjoying my favorite tea drink in the early morning.

"So..." I said, with my arms akimbo, "I'm guessing that if you get caught by our beloved leader, your excuse would be that I had invited you to accompany me to have an early morning coffee."

"Something like that," he said, smiling sheepishly at me.

"Let's go," I said, grabbing my favorite black nylon jacket and stopping to fish out my car key from the copper bowl in one corner of the kitchen counter.

"Thank you so much, hyung," Jungkook said fervently. "I promise to make it up to you. I will buy you anything you want for the coming holidays."

"You better be prepared to shell out a huge amount of money then," I said with a smile, half teasing and half serious.

"I will buy whatever you want, even if I have to beg, steal or borrow," he said, looking very serious.

The coffee shop was indeed not too far away from our building. In fact we could have walked it but because it was still a bit dark I did not consider it safe to walk in the deserted streets.

The coffee shop that we had gone to operated its business from five in the morning till eight in the evening.

When we walked in, there were already several customers occupying different tables scattered across the whole space.

As soon as we walked in, Jungkook grabbed my hand, his face looking apprehensive.

"What? What's the matter?" I asked, looking around for any dangerous looking character.

Then we saw someone approaching us. He stopped in front of us and held out his hand to Jungkook. Jungkook seemed to recognize him but it seemed to me that he wasn't the one Jungkook had agreed to meet up with.

"Hi, Jungkook," he said. "I am Win. I am Bright's friend. He is unable to meet up with you this morning because he's suffering from a migraine right now."

"Why couldn't he call me or text me that he couldn't make it?" asked Jungkook, sounding a bit upset.

"The pain was too much for him. In fact he could hardly open his eyes," Win explained.

Then I noticed him staring at me.

"Oh, this is Yoongi, another member of our group," Jungkook explained. "Yoongi hyung, this is Win, a friend of Bright, the guy I was supposed to meet up with this morning."

I took the hand that Win extended to  me.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Win," I said.

And I truly meant it. I found myself getting instantly attracted to Win.

"Since we are all here already anyway, why don't we go order some coffee and pastries, my treat," I offered.

Win smiled his thanks.

"C'mon, Jungkook," I said when I noticed his hesitation.

I turned to Win.

"What would you like to order?" I asked.

"I would like a regular coffee with cream and sugar," he said, smiling shyly.

"What would you like to go with it?" I asked.

When I noticed his hesitation, I said, "I have tried this shop before. Their crepes Suzette are marvelous. Be sure to ask for a small scoop of vanilla ice cream on top of it."

"That sounds delicious," he said, still smiling shyly.

I then turned to Jungkook. "And what would you like to have?"

"Whatever you're having," he said indifferently. He looked terribly disappointed at not being able to meet up with that Bright person. I started to wonder how Bright looked like.

I told the barista to fix us three regular coffees with cream and sugar and three orders of crepes Suzette with a small scoop of vanilla ice cream on each one.

After I paid the cashier and took the ticket with the number of our order, I led the other two guys to a table by a corner.

It turned out during my conversation with Win that we had a lot of stuff in common. I had to do all the talking because Jungkook did not feel inclined to make any conversation with Win.

By the time we had finished breakfast, Win and I had exchanged contact numbers and with the promise to keep in touch.