Lol I'm currently reading a Yoonseok mafia story where Yoongi is the leader of like half of Seoul with his mafia and I'm trying so hard to not make his mean attitude transfer into this story too much😂

"So how are things with Jimin going?" Yoongi turned his head to look at me as he spoke.

"We don't have to talk about my relationship with your ex."

Yoongi scoffed. "He's the reason why we're going to lunch, right? I'm fine."

I shrugged. "Well, I finally got the balls to ask him to move in with me last week."

Yoongi nodded his head and patted me on the shoulder awkwardly. "Congrats, man."

We walked the rest of the way in silence, not quite used to each other's company yet. He held the door open for me as we walked into the small cafè. I smiled at him, still not sure of what to say to him.

We sat down at a table in the far corner, away from other people, per Yoongi's request. The waitress immediately came up to the table and gave a slight bow.

"What can I get you two to eat?"

Yoongi motioned for me to go first, and I felt a small blush appear on my cheeks. I told her my order, Yoongi doing the same right after. She nodded and winked in my direction before walking off.

I sighed as I leaned back in my chair, trying to relax myself. Yoongi raised an eyebrow up and he leaned forward on his elbows. "Do I make you nervous, Hoseok?"

"N-n-no." I cursed at myself for stuffering, clearing my throat before sitting up straighter in my chair. "What makes you say that?"

He chuckled, a deep, dark sound. "You just seem antsy, that's all."

I shrugged, moving my hands from the table to my thighs so I can nervously tap my fingers without him noticing.

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After eating, we had finally loosened up a little bit. Both of us had had a little too much to drink, but it made us find out stuff about each other. We stumbled out of the cafè, snickering at the joke the waitress had made on our way out.

Yoongi released a loud burp, making us both laugh obnoxiously. I fumbled for my phone and checked it, seeing a few missed calls from Jimin, quickly followed by a text message.

From Jiminie❤️
Baby, where are you? We were supposed to meet for lunch today, and your shop is locked. Yoongi's not working either.

I'm worried.

I snickered before dialing his number, shudhing Yoongi, who was shouting loudly at some birds who wouldn't stop staring at him funny.

"Hobi?"

"Jiminieeeee! How are you?"

I heard Jimin scoff on the other line. "Are you drunk? It's two in the afternoon?"

I laughed, making Yoongi laugh harder next to me as we sat on a bench around the corner from my shop. "It's five o'clock somewhere, Jiminie baby."

I glance at Yoongi, who is now having a staring competition with the birds while shouting "Kkaepjjang" while raising a thumb in the air.

"Well, Hoseok, obviously you had plans with someone else and forgot about me."

"I'm sorry babyyyy. I got lunch with Yoongi and I forgot. I will take you out for a nice dinner tomorrow night, okay?"

I heard Jimin sigh heavily before clearing his throat. "Fine. I'll see you at home. I love you." He hung up the phone as I was no longer able to contain my laughter, my face burying itself in Yoongi's shoulder.

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