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"I just realized something." I started.

"Yeah?" Yoongi looked at me, chewing on his burger.

"I don't know anything about you."

"And?"

"I wanna get to know you better." I rolled my eyes.

"Alright, ask me questions." He said, sitting back.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Really?" He stared at me with a straight face.

"It's important to know your friend's favorite color."

"I like purple."

"Really? I thought you'd pick like red or blue."

"Why red or blue?"

"That's what most guys pick as a favorite color." I shrugged.

"Well, mine is purple." He smiled. "I'm different."

"You are. My favorite color is black."

"Black is not a color."

"Don't be one of those black is not a color people. Black is my happiness."

"Black is your happiness, huh?" He smirked.

"What?" I looked at him confused.

"Nothing." He chuckled. "Do you have any pets?" He asked.

"I don't. Do you?"

"Yeah, a dog. Her name is Gaby." He smiled. "She's a feisty husky."

"I wanna meet her." I pouted.

"I'll set up a play date for you two." He laughed.

"Do you have any siblings?" I asked.

"Yeah, a baby sister. She turned three a month ago."

"That's adorable. What's her name?"

"Her name is Somi." He smiled.

"I wanna meet Gaby and Somi now."

"Sure." He chuckled. "What about you?" He asked, in a low tone.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "I had an older brother." I said, looking down.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled. It sounded somehow like a question but I didn't ask him about it. He was about to say something but his phone rang. He took it out and his aura suddenly changed.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"What do you want?" He didn't answer me. "No, you don't deserve a hello." I furrowed my eyebrows. Who was he talking to? "Don't you dare lay a hand on her or I swear I will fucking kill you."

"Yoongi." I mumbled. He looked at me and looked down.

"I'm on my way. Don't you dare touch her, you got it?" And he hung up.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"A person I call father. Actually, he doesn't deserve to be called one." He said. "Come on, we have to go." He got up and pulled me along with him. I checked the time.

"It's almost ten." I mumbled.

"Look, princess. I need to leave like, right now. I can't drive you home. The only way is for you to come with me and then I can take you home."

"I don't mind."

"Are you sure? I can call you a cab if you don't want to be late."

"No, I wanna make sure you're okay too." I said.