Taehyung could barely process his own thoughts at the sight of the surprise guests. "Why... are they here?" He questioned in whispers. Half disappointed and half angry, Taehyung fitted somewhere between those emotions. 

Disappointed because he wasn't told about their visit beforehand and angry because his only friend under the roof couldn't stop noticing other useless things. "Look, Jimin dyed his hair red too because I wasn't confident about my hair!" Hoseok pointed towards his hair and then at Jimin who laughed at it from a little far away.

As per my calculation, the taller man next to Jimin could be Namjoon.

"He looks like a cherry turned upside down." Taehyung distastefully scorned in regards of the casual green pullover Jimin adorned with black jeans whereas Taehyung and I were wrapped up in extremely formal clothing. "Not gonna lie, I'm definitely thinking about meeting you some other day."

The last sentence abruptly caught Hoseok's attention. He took the moment to glance at Taehyung with hurt gaze, ditching the excitement his eyes held for Jimin and Namjoon. "Don't say that now... Remember the last time all five of us were together? It's been so long so don't talk about leaving..." 

"All five of us can't be together anyways..." He looked at me from sideways, making it sound like he was referring to his resentment for his old friends but only him and I knew the reality. 

I took a moment to glance at the outcast, the known one quickly replacing the confusion on his face with a playboy smirk. Hoseok looked at me and then set his eyes back on Taehyung with a serious look which was foreign to me. "C'mon, Tae. Don't be so silly. Eating your meal can't be a reason for you to hate him."

Taehyung opened his mouth to say something but just trapped in some air as if trying not to argue uselessly. I tapped on Hoseok's shoulder, drawing his attention instantly. "Give us a second." He smiled faintly in approval, believing Minhee enough to change his friend's mind.

I took a hold of Taehyung's arm but before I could start tugging him away with me, we were pushed apart by Stuart little aka Jimin. He purposely ran to hug Hoseok, finding the little space between Taehyung and me as the most apt path.

We both stumbled back a little but Taehyung was quick to regain his balance. As for me, Namjoon had to show off how much of a gentleman he could be by holding me just before I ensured the proper functioning of the gravity.

From the first eye contact we made when he walked through the doors to that very moment, he looked at me with confusion. Almost as though he couldn't believe I was real.

I could feel the weight of Taehyung's glare. He tugged on my forearm and easily ripped me away from Namjoon. The latter too walked away without any hesitation.

"Stop wearing heels if you need people to guard your back every two seconds." His eyes found my eyes in the most intimidating way. It gave me the feels of having an ultra obsessive and possessive boyfriend at the same time.

"Wha—" For a second, I was incapable of speech because his words made no sense to me. After repeating them twice in my head, I could finally retaliate. "Well, then you stop bringing me to the parties where people push each other!"

"If only I knew they were going to be here too..." His shoulders tensed at the realization. Instead of weeping about the unexpected situation, his hands rested on my shoulder blades, slightly shaking me. "Y/N, just do something, I don't know, just get me out of here anyhow." 

I had never seen him be so desperate but I couldn't convince myself to believe the reason. "Taehyung, you actually hate them for eating your meal? Isn't that too childlike to you? It's alright, forgive them now." His reasons did nothing to help my assumptions about a potential affair between Minhee and Jimin.

He rolled his eyes back. "It's easy to say but it's never the same." His grip around me faded as though he lost the hope of getting out of this place. "It wasn't just a meal, it was mine and just for the record, I am quite possessive about things labelled as mine."

I had nothing left to soothe him with after Taehyung's ocean-like deep voice added a darker tint to his words. Hoseok moved closer to us and frowned upon seeing the same grumpy look dawning over Taehyung's face. "Okay, if this make you feel any better, I love you far more than I'll ever love that midget and that crab... lover." Hoseok had to struggle a bit to find a proper nickname for the taller one. Crab was his first choice but it didn't fit well with Namjoon's physical appearance so he had to add lover. 

Taehyung couldn't suppress a giggle at Hoseok's attempts of dissing the other males. That was Hoseok's cue to pull Taehyung into a tight hug before his mood could do a summersault again. Hoseok gave me a thumbs up and I just melted into a puddle.   

Hoseok seems to be the type of guy who wants everyone to stay together and would do anything to avoid fights...

We successfully made it to the fully loaded dinner table. The outcasted males had already started satisfying their stomachs. Jimin lifted his fork and pointed it at Taehyung after swallowing down the rice he had. "So this guy has some problem with me?"

"Jimin try this dish." Hoseok stuffed Jimin's mouth with a piece of steak bigger than his mouth to make him quiet. "Chew it nicely. Please keep chewing it till the end of the dinner..." He mumbled the last part making it hard to interpret his message.

Jimin moved his mouth ever so quickly to finish the piece of steak stuffed in his mouth allegedly. "No, if he has some issue with me, he should say it to my face. What a hypocrite." Jimin was making Hoseok facepalm.

Taehyung closed his eyes to ignore the petite boy. He played with a spoon under the table, planning to throw it at Jimin. "No, Jimin-ssi. I have stopped minding small things."

Everyone around the table, except for Jimin, snorted. Before the red-headed guy could take a revenge, Hoseok commented, "Why are you eating rice with a fork?" He was clearly trying to divert their conversation and it worked. 

Everything was perfectly under control. After finishing my meal I took out my phone to see a notification from Jungkook.

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Jung-bunny+hamster-kook

Jung-bunny+hamster-kook: how's the dinner going?

Me: started on a sick note because of these two guys.

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I thought about attaching a picture as an evidence and got the perfect angle while remaining overlooked. I proceeded to click a picture but to my good luck, the flash went off, grabbing everyone's attention by the collar.

"M-m-m-my phone g-glitched." I stuttered and pretended to be as shocked as every else across the table. Though no one really cared because all the slow eaters were still busy eating. Park Jimin was an exception. 

My phone dinged with a notification from Jimin.

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Jimin (the one Taehyung fought with)

Jimin: Could have asked me before clicking the pic so that I would have blessed you with a better pose 😎

Me: What do you think you're? Jesus Christ?

Jimin: Could you please not...? 

Me: BTW there's smth stuck between your front teeth

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He shot his head up but after realizing that we were accompanied by three people other than us, he held back his emotions. 

He should thank me instead.

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Jimin (the one Taehyung fought with)

Jimin: So as I was saying

Me: It's clean now

Jimin: I really didn't wanna curse at someone as pretty as you but FUCK YOU.

Anyways, meet me at my hotel room in 10 mins.

Room no. 96

Me: I'll try

Jimin: And you know what?

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Before Jimin could complete his sentence, Hoseok loudly interrupted us. "Jimin and Minhee, keep your phones down and by down, I don't support the idea of hiding your phone under the table and keep texting. Are you guys texting each other?" Hoseok's joke made our breaths hitch and my heart skipped some beats when Hoseok tried to peep in Jimin's phone. 

Stupid Jimin moved his phone away from Hoseok and closer to Namjoon who sat next to him. Namjoon effortlessly read the contact name and announced it. "He's talking to some sassy bitch." While others laughed, I didn't know if I should be angry or not. 

Jimin looked at me with a very unapologetic look but our eye contact was broken by a waiter lining slender glasses and placing an elegant bottle of champagne after them. All the men waited for their glasses to be filled while I just watched them because Taehyung strictly asked me to not get drunk. Hoseok noticed my empty glass and asked: "You won't drink, Minhee?" 

"Uh... She can't drink." Taehyung made an incomplete excuse and was prepared for the obvious question 'why?'. Hoseok's tired gaze was enough to make Taehyung answer. "Uh... well.. she... she is pregnant." 

Everyone around the table collectively chocked on their drinks while I chocked on my fucking existence. I kicked his foot under the table so hard that he almost teared up. "She is... what? The fuck, why didn't you tell us earlier!? Oh, my God, congratulation, you guys!" If exclamation mark could be a person, it would be all of us. Hoseok ran over to hug us. "Now that I look at her carefully, I do see the little baby bump. It's so cute!" 

It was my fat.

"For Taehyung and Minhee." Hoseok made a toast and all others unenthusiastically raised their glasses. As for Taehyung, he was scared of me because I never stopped crushing his foot. 

"Guys, I'll just go." Jimin said while running away to avoid the questions. The other men were already too drunk to question him. About 10 minutes later, I decided to get to work. I excused myself with a simple excuse of using the washroom. Standing in front of room number 96, I knocked on the door. I got a reply in slightly raspy voice, "Yea."

He opened the door for me and checked me out with a very puzzled expression. "You're pregnant... with his baby?" It was the first thing he asked in complete shock. 

"Um... maybe?" I already want to escape. I looked away and scratched my neck. My eyes wandered in the room, looking for weapons I could use on him if things slipped out of hands. 

"What? You had sex with him but didn't realize it?" He took a step towards me but he just pulled me inside the room and kicked the door to close it. I remained quiet because I kind of forgot his question already. He pinned me to the wall in annoyance and said: "Say something!" 

Taehyung's PoV

The fact that Jimin and Y/N both weren't in front of my eyes gave me a severe anxiety. "I am going to look for Minhee." I gave up on bits of patience.

"This is how I raised you?" Hoseok held my wrist forcefully, making me plop down on my seat. "You should not disturb a woman's business." He said as an experienced adult and decided to keep holding my hand to stop me.

I hope she's fine. I really do.

Y/N's PoV

Out of reflex, I did what I was best at doing, I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. "Fuck, eomma~" He held the affected area and cried. 

"I'm sorry..." I whispered while giving him a hand to stand up. I reminded myself of my dual roleplay as Minhee who probably wouldn't chicken out by the proximity and kick him where it matters the most. 

"The way I want to do the same to you too but I can't!" He showed his frustration by pulling his red hair. There were so many underlying reasons that tried his patience. Most were untold yet he revealed one of them. "I never got the chance to touch you and today too, I can't because you are pregnant!"

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A/N:- Hey guys!!!
I personally have such a fat crush on dope era Jimin that I can write a separate novel solely about it. Stay healthy and happy because you deserve it after 2020!