𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃

38 | be real with me

Jimin

As I make my way to my car from the grocery store, somebody suddenly snatches the bags from my right grip relieving my shoulder from all the weight I've been carrying. I whip my head around only to face sunlit eyes that belong to nobody other than Nox. She flashes me a quick smile before looking up ahead when she adjusts her handbag and the shopping bags in her grip.

"Didn't your doctor say that you should take it easy with weights?" She says swiftly. "You should be careful, because I'm in no mood to drive you to the ER. Again."

I laugh to myself at her feisty attitude as I remember the time, I helped Yoongi to carry a few boxes filled with filmmaking equipment he ordered several weeks ago, to his apartment. I wasn't aware of how big Yoongi's YouTube channel is considering that he actually has two channels; one of them has content related to computer science and graphic design tutorials, while the other one with the gaming content and the movie reacting is much more famous.

He earns good money from both channels and that prick still refuses to pay for my beer at the Sage. He even has a few vlogs scattered here and there within the channel, but most of them are from when he was in high school while the rest are mostly travel vlogs for when he goes back to Korea. I haven't watched all of them, but I was surprised to see that he partied a lot and he had quite the social life. And from the looks of it, he doesn't keep in contact with any of the people from his high school. At this point I've came to the conclusion that I am his only friend and maybe Nox.

Yoongi still vlogs from time to time and even asked me to appear in one of his videos, but he hasn't posted them yet, because his laptop started malfunctioning. He went on a shopping spree, online of course, because the man can't stand to be within sniffing distance with other people. He ordered himself a new laptop, tripod, camera light, headphones and a light reflector. But then he became a little greedy, so he ordered a few books and some other useless shit and I had to be the donkey to help him carry all that shit up to his apartment, because the courier was too damn lazy to bring it up to our floor. Long story short, my shoulder started aching from the weight and Yoongi started panicking, so he called Nox because he didn't know what to do. And then Nox started to worry and that resulted into a pointless trip to the ER, where the doctor simply told me to rest my shoulder and perhaps take a painkiller to relieve the ache.

"That time was all on Yoongi not me. I told you guys I was fine." I beam. "Not my fault you overreacted."

"Well sue me for caring." She snorts.

"Someone's in a bad mood."

Nox runs a hand through her strawberry blonde hair when she blows out a stand that dangled in front of her face. "Sorry, work is stressing me out."

"That's understandable."

"Can I ask you a favor?" She questions as we approach my car. "Can you give me a ride to Fallfell Pond once we take our stuff back to the apartment? I've taken my car for service."

"Sure," I say while I open the trunk.

When we place our groceries inside, we circle our way to the front and she plops down on the seat beside me. I start the engine and in approximately ten minutes we've reached the apartment in Sunleth. We take our groceries to our homes and agree to meet back into my car in five. Once I reach my parking spot, Nox is already there waiting for me with a bag of fresh bread poking out in her grip.

"What's that for?" I ask her, gesturing at her paper bag as we make our way inside.

"I like to feed the fish at the pond in the evenings." Nox tells me.