[ a/n: tysm for the 2k votes! you guys are the bestttttttt. also to be clear. chapters that doesn't have a pov on top means it belongs to minhee ]

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When the dinner was ready, everyone sat at the dining table waiting to dig in.

Jin's cooking skills were no joke. I already knew the man has a talent for cooking but it was way beyond my expectation.

Like the plating. And the taste? God, you have no idea how heavenly it was.

Anyways, Taehyung somehow ended up sitting across my seat. He insisted on sitting at the other end but Jin almost threw a rice bowl at him so he changed his mind.

Just when I thought things would be less awkward between the two of us after we had a conversation, this happened!

Wait- what was all that?

Did he for real tried to kiss me?

But he refused to kiss me last night and even rejected me!

No no. That's not possible.

You're making scenarios all in your head again, Minhee!

It was probably just him trying to take something above me. Yeah. yeah. Lets just go with that.

I peeked over at the man sitting across me and saw his eyes solely on the rice bowl, head hung low. The tips of his ears were red for some reason.

He then suddenly looked up and our gazes locked. The second that happened, the two of us immediately looked the other way.

Shit! He caught me staring.

Shit. Shit. Shit-

"How's the food, Minhee and Yerin? Do you guys like it?", Jin asked, snapping me out of my trance.

"Like? Gosh, I love it!", Yerin chimed brightly.

"Seokjin-si. I give you a 10/10.", I showed him my thumbs up. The man chuckled in satisfaction. Then we tasted the kimchi stew.

"How about my face?", he suddenly asked and both Yerin and I choked on the soup. We had to immediately search for water.

The rest laughed at that and we gulped down water fast, trying to remain back our composure.

"I don't know about Minhee and Yerin but if I were them, I'd ditch this party after hearing that.", Yoongi sighed, embarrassed by the elder's action.

"That's offensive. Now, eat this.", Jin brought up his chopsticks and fed Yoongi shutting him up. Yoongi spit out immediately, realizing that it was a clam shell.

"Hyung!", Yoongi stood up from his seat ready to throw a fit.

"Aish. They're gonna start wrestling at this rate.", Jimin sighed, pinching his nose bridge. I couldn't help but laugh at how they were literally kids at heart. They were totally just like we saw on the camera.

"Wrestle? Again?", Ara said and I froze in my seat.

"What? Did the two wrestle earlier too?", Jungkook asked his daughter.

"No No. I'm just surprised by how everyone keeps playing that game today.", the little girl said as she munched on the egg omelette that her mother made into smaller pieces.

Please don't continue any further. Please don't continue any further. Please don't-

"Just like how Uncle Tae Tae and Auntie Minhee were earlier. They were so violent. Daddy would never play that violently with me. It's unsafe.", she huffed and that's when everyone's curious eyes landed on the two of us.

Well shit.

I kept eating the japchae in front of me, not daring to look at anyone's direction.

"You two... were wrestling?", Jungkook trailed.

Crap.

I looked up trying to look nonchalant, acting like as if its nothing really.

"Hm?", I hummed. I TRIEDDDD.

My acting would have succeeded but I saw my best friend literally wheezing. Her giggle earned attention from the others and they looked at her weirdly.

"You know something, Yerin?", Jungkook asked and I gave her a dead ass look.

DON'T YOU DARE. DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE.

"Well, yeah. They were indeed wrestling.", she said and started laughing out again, confusing everyone else even more.

At this time, the least I wanna look at was Taehyung. I AM SO FUCKING EMBARRASSED.

"Gosh. You two! Admit that you're dating each other already.", she dropped the bomb, followed by different tones of

WHAT?!

What?

What....

whAt??

Whaaatttttt

Wha...

I'm not gonna explain which tone belongs to who because that's not the frikin crisis here!

My best friend just literally assumed my crush who rejected me last night is dating me right in front of his bros before hoes!!!!!

Sweet baby jesus-

"We're not dating.", Taehyung said firmly. I immediately looked up and saw that serious look on his face.

He seemed pissed. So pissed that I could see the veins popping out a little on his neck.

Does he really hate the idea of dating me that much?

I had never seen him looking this angry and pissed before. He must really hate it. He must totally be disgusted by the thought of it.

I could feel that shattering inside my chest from earlier resurfacing again. I hung my head low, tears brimming in my eyes.

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry-

"At least let me properly ask her out first.", I heard his soft voice, causing me to instantly look up, meeting his brown eyes.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest, seeing the way he was smiling towards my direction.

"Wh-what?", I let out, voice barely audible.

He didn't reply but kept looking at me with that unreadable smile on his face.

There was deafening silence in the whole room until-

"So you nasty kids dating or nah?", Namjoon asked.

Taehyung didn't reply. Instead, I felt his firm grip on my wrist and found myself dragged away from the kitchen table, out of the kitchen, out of the living room, out of Jungkook's penthouse...

I should be questioning

Where is he taking me to?

Why did he say that?

Why is he holding my wrist this way?

Why is he giving me false hopes again?

But no. Those questions didn't even cross my mind.

Not a chance with my heart frantically beating inside my chest.

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[ a/n: yeehaw 🤠 ]