Chapter 17: Love me, not him

"V, I think I might be interested in your girl."

The pale looking boy said all casually with his hand draped over your chair, fingertips brushing the side of your shoulder. And you stayed there stiffened like a board for his sudden action.

Taehyung's eyes flickered back and forth from you to Yoongi. Hands tightly gripped on his wooden chopsticks, steam going up from the hot bowl of ramen placed before him.

Without further ado, he shoved down his chopstick in the pool of wavy noodles and took a long slurp in his mouth until there were food hanging halfway in the air as they couldn't fit his mouth anymore.

"Sarang is indeed quite interesting hyung," he said chugging down the noodles.

Turning back to Yoongi, he just had the most annoyed expression written on his face and you wondered why. Looking back at Taehyung, oh well, he was busy enjoying his food.

"Get off." You hissed shaking your shoulders letting Yoongi's hand fall like a limp.

When you were attempting to scold him even more, you saw the boy sleeping with his mouth hanging a little open. Totally clueless of being outside in the cold, or the hot food placed before him, or you and Taehyung.

"Don't mind him." Taehyung took another mouthful of his noodles.

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Morning came and you did not expect the first thing you saw in the morning.

Yoongi sprawled over the couch, legs put together in a pretzel shape, tail waving in the air behind him and his fluffy black ears twitching by themselves.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up," he remarked, his voice a few octaves lower. "I'm bored and I need to go outside."

Making demands like a king already, aren't we? As if he had narcolepsy he kept falling asleep even on your way back home from the store last night. Taehyung and you could barely put down his body on the couch in the living room.

And after waking up today, he looked completely fine. The strawberry printed bandaid on the corner of his forehead from last night, gone.

"So what we need to buy again, Yoongi hyung?" Taehyung came in view with a bright smile. Looking all ready to go outside with his buttoned up striped shirt and a blue hoodie.

"Books for Namjoon, instant noodles for Jin, matching tracksuits for Jhope and I," Yoongi answered nonchalantly.

"Wait, you guys are making plans without me?" You shrieked putting your hands on your waist angrily. "Do you even know how this world works?"

"I don't know about him but I know more than you, you foolish of a child." Yoongi's blue eyes bored on you, expression stoic.

"What did you just call me!?"

Foolish of a child?? Where the hell had his manner gone overnight? Did he throw it off the window?

"Don't worry about him, Sarang." Taehyung gave a tired smile turning back to you. "His mood changes rapidly. It's worse now that he's on earth after such a long time."

"I'm always like this." Yoongi grimaced. "And I've already learnt to control the atmosphere around me."

After he said that you realized his black cat ears had just vanished into thin air. He looked like a normal, quite handsome, human being until they reappeared again.

"Make them disappear if you really want to go outside," you spat before leaving the room to the washroom. To change into something that would be more presentable going outside, of course a T-shirt printed 'stan monsta x' and pajamas won't work.

It didn't take you much time wearing a simple white shirt and blue jeans. With your shirt neatly tucked inside your pant and hair combed down you looked good with a puff of face powder and simple mascara. Yet the boys were already nagging because you took fifteen damned minutes doing all those.

"You know how to ride a bus, right?" You asked Yoongi who looked half asleep standing at the bus stop.

"Yeah, public transportation. But it's been long," he replied with his eyes still closed.

In the daylight, it was hella uncomfortable. You could hear light gasps of boys and girls from left to right. Both of your sides were occupied by two handsome boys.

To your right, Taehyung whose hair as golden as the sun, demeanour bright and friendly, warm colored skin that basked in the brown glory of the sunlight.

To your left, Yoongi with pale complexion, hair as dark as the night, eyes as blue as the ocean. Skin porcelain like and reflected the daylight that touched upon him.

As if it was the sun and the moon by your both sides. And you in the middle, a mere human being that did not deserve them.

Yet you stood with your chest held high and went inside the bus when it came, packed with passengers. Only two seats were spared.

Yoongi didn't even say anything and plopped down on the empty seat near the window. You looked at Taehyung who shook his head at the suggestion of you letting him seat there, instead, he put his hands on your shoulder and lightly pushed you down to the seat. Then he held onto the hand bar above and stayed next to you, with a smile plastered on his face.

"Yoongi hyung is sleeping again," he giggled murmuring softly. Totally unaware of the whole bus silently ogling at him.

Yoongi too, totally unaware. His head swayed to the sides in rhythm as the bus dashed foreword. Soon his head fell, right on your shoulder. And as if he had found comfort he snuggled up close to you.

"Maybe I should've sat there."

You heard Taehyung murmur after a while when you were done trying to place Yoongi's head away, boy wouldn't budge.

And you saw Taehyung blankly staring at Yoongi's tranquil face.

"It's okay. He isn't heavy," for some reasons you whisper-said. Something was telling you that it wouldn't be a pretty sight if you accidentally woke Yoongi up.

"But it's bothering me."

Before you could say anything else regarding Taehyung's statement, the bus had reached it's station. Right before the mall.

An off day, but here you were with two fairies by your sides walking up to the mall since thankfully Yoongi had woken up just after the bus stopped.

"Now I'm hungry," You heard him say as soon as you stepped inside the place.

"We only just got here," you grumbled between your gritted teeth. But one look at him, made your demeanour change.

Yoongi was pouting.

Holy hell!

He had rolled his lips inside his mouth, his cheeks looking squishy and adorable, eyes down, hands gently pulling on your sleeve like a small kitty.

"But I'm hungry," he whispered softly. A low sound of grumble left the frail looking boy's stomach.

"What the hell Taehyung?" You wanted to ask but no words come out. Your eyes must be saying the same thing because Taehyung totally understood.

"I told you he has sudden mood swings. Most of the time he is grumpy but sometimes-" Taehyung let out the sigh he was holding. "He becomes a complete child. Though it's a rare sight to see. You're lucky for seeing this side of him, Sarang."

Lucky my ass. Another glance at Yoongi and your heart melted in your chest. He fumbled with his legs looking down, sad.

You opened your purse and quickly gave Taehyung some money. "I will look after him and wait in the food court. Can you go and buy food for all of us Tae?"

"Really?? I can?? By myself!?" Taehyung's eyes lit up in anticipation, hands clutching the money tightly.

You knew how much he wanted to do things like this by his own.

But soon his smile was replaced by a frown. Following his gaze your eyes landed on your hand, that was now locked with Yoongi's. You had involuntarily held his hand so he wouldn't wander off.

"I'll just go and quickly come back," Taehyung said before slowly trudging away.

His expression was so blank, it was exactly the one he gave before when he saw Jimin for the first time. But, why?

"Let's go." You pulled Yoongi by his hand. And he abided by like the good boy, kitten he was.

You made him sit on a chair in the food court and sat close to him. Then you started observing him scrunching up your eyebrows.

Was it really the guy from last night? Or from morning with his grimacing look? He looked like a small innocent child now.

Another low sound of growl came from his stomach and he sighed, as if he was the saddest person on earth.

Quickly remembering something you pulled out a chocolate bar from your bag. "Totally forgot this was here!" You exclaimed by yourself. "Eat this." You offered it to him. "It's good for instant energy."

When he looked at the bar helplessly, his once glowing eyes fader than ever, you felt your heart sink so you quickly ripped apart the packet for him.

He stared at it for a bit then took it from your hand. "Thank you," he murmured. "Can you help me with something?"

He had asked politely, so politely, that you wanted to cry and say that you would give him your all. Money? Take it! Soul? Just take it all!

"Can you please teach me how this works?" He pulled out a device from his pant's pocket, a cellphone to be exact.

"Others and I bought this to give it to V but we don't know how it works. We also bought another for ourselves." He added meekly taking a bite of his chocolate.

"So you could communicate with him?"

He nodded. Aww.

"Gosh, stop being so adorable all of a sudden you're giving me a hard time!" You said it all in one breath, almost furiously.

"What did I do?" He tilted his head.

There were cat ears poking out from his head.

"Holy shit no!" You quickly put your hands on top of his head, hiding his ears so no one else would see. Why now! The place was filled with people!

"What's happening?" He asked in a daze.

"What are you guys doing?" You heard a deep voice, looking up it was Taehyung above your head with a tray filled with food in his hands.

His expression... annoyed. Something you've never seen on him before!

He put the tray down on the table with a loud clank. And he didn't waste a second pulling out a beanie from his pants pocket then putting it carefully on Yoongi's head.

Then he took a vacant chair and sat, right in the middle of you and Yoongi, separating you both with his body. He folded his hands over his chest and glanced at both of your faces.

"I don't like this." He huffed out a breath. "Yoongi hyung, find someone else interesting. But Sarang, not her."

Yoongi just stared at him blankly for a good few second. In the meantime you saw his fade blue eyes slowly gaining it's sparks. His soft expression becoming scrutinizing again.

"That's what you were supposed to say at the beginning, fool." He whispered, his tongue barely moving.

You almost had a heart attack seeing him change all so suddenly. "Yo-"

"I am at least a thousand years older than you kid," Yoongi looked straight at you. "Show some respect."

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A/n: okay but Yoongi is me when I lowkey flirt with my younger readers and they start talking dirty.

Even yesterday some kid kept commenting on one of my books that I should mess them up not saying the bad words but

Please no.

I guaranty that I'm older than 89℅ of you haha!

But i also don't wanna be called a pedo so