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➳❥ Babygirl

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❝First Date...❞
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The boys and I are all seated together in a booth tucked away in the corner of the cafe.

It's a tight fit but we managed to sit together with Jin, Jimin, and I in one side of the booth. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok in the other, and Taehyung and Jungkook at the end of the table in chairs they'd stolen from another part of the cafe.

There we sat and waited for our coffee for several minutes, the eight of us simply stirring in awkward silence until the eldest in the group finally struck up some conversation.

"Let's get to know Y/n a bit better shall we?" Jin suggests, his eyes sparkling brightly behind his glasses.

The others agree aloud in a chorus of hums and "Oh yay!"s while I just nod along, secretly nervous about what it was they wanted to know.

Maybe they're curious about my family life...sheesh...I hope not.

Maybe my past relationships?

Oh good lord...

Maybe they want to know where I grew up?

Foster care...what a sap story...

Or maybe-

"What's your favorite color?"

The question catches me by surprised, even more so, the person who asked it.

Such an odd and meaningless question to ask, and yet it came from the seemingly most thoughtful member of the group...

"Oh good question Yoongi!" Taehyung gasps, his eyes lighting up in intrest as the look back to me. "What is it
Y/nnie?"

The gazes of the other six men quickly shift over to me all at once and I inevitably grow beet red.

"P-pink I think..." I answer quietly, unintentionally leaning into Jimin for comfort as the handsome men continue to stare.

He seems to pick up on this as the others all applaud my choice in color and chime in with their own favorite colors.

"I like blue!" Taehyung chirps.

"Well, I think pink is nice." Jin says.

"I love yellow!" Hoseok grins.

All this information fills my head, meanwhile, the fox hybrid beside me smiles softly to himself as he subtly slides his hand around my lower waist.

The gesture of course startles me at first, however, a few seconds later when he tugs me to sit closer to him in the booth an odd wave of comfort rolls over me and suddenly I feel much better.

"I like the color white." Jimin smiles, his words catching my interest and causing me to look his way. "It's the color of purity, and I find it to be absolutely beautiful." He goes on, his eyes momentarily glancing up to my fluffy white ears and softening before looking back to his mates. "Wouldn't you guys agree?"

I quickly look back to the other men at the table to see they too were now staring at the white fur on my ears with soft expressions and fond smiles.

"We do." Namjoon answers for the group a few long seconds later.

I can't help but feel loved with the way they're all staring at me right now. Their eyes, they all hold so much emotion, so much kindness.

No one, and I mean no one, has ever looked at me the way these men are looking at me right now.