BTS Oneshots

Yoongi's Day In The Grocery Store

"Yoongi."

"Yea?"

"What did I say?"

"You said coconut milk."

"Exactly. But what did you bring?"

Yoongi shrugged carelessly. "I can actually care less hyung. Now can we please go home?"

Jin turned his red face to him and Yoongi almost jumped at the shocking vibrant color. The alarms inside his head were blaring in his ears so he quickly sped away to avoid the incoming assault.

"MIN YOONGI I SAID COCONUT MILK NOT FRIGGIN' OIL!"

Once he spots Tae and Namjoon picking fruits he latched onto the closest member, which turned out to be the second maknae.

His eyes widened as he stammered "Hyung-"

"Shh no time! Hide me from Jin-hyung he looks really mad."

Before any of them could say anything the still red-faced Jin emerged, his presence made known by his stomping feet. His sharp eyes darted left and right, seemingly in search of prey.

But c'mon was it Yoongi's fault that he stayed up late making music and overslept and chose oil and not milk? He was darn tired and Jungkook even hauled him to the van! He wanted to struggle against the grip but fell limp as soon as sleepiness rode his senses.

As he cowered behind Taehyung, thankful for once that he was smaller and his younger brother was broader, he peeked to see Jin had stalked off somewhere else. He sighed in relief, but still clutched Tae's shoulders and waited.

When he was sure Jin was no longer in the area, he released his grip on Taehyung's shirt, seeing that his fingers left a mark on the fabric. Tae winced as he saw this, whimpering about how it was new and clean.

He immediately shut up once he saw Yoongi's gaze on him, knowing that maybe he irritated his hyung. He looked down, scared.

He expected a harsh comment, a lash or a biting sentence but was more than surprised when he felt a warm hand on his bleached white and pink hair. He tentatively looked up, and was awed once he caught sight of Yoongi's smile. He was feeling grateful for the kid for saving his butt and wasn't in the mood to make a sarcastic comment.

"Thanks Tae." He turns to the leader, who was intently looking at the apples. Nothing dangerous about that of course. But he forgot one tiny fact: he was dealing with the clumsiest person he has ever met.

As soon as Namjoon leaned closer and put a hand on the container holding the apples, it broke from the raw strength of the dimpled leader and all the apples came rolling out into the open, shiny red and lime green, covering the floor with its enticing colors.

The trio stood there and Yoongi's eyes widened.

"Hyung-" starts the God of Destruction.

"Gotta go bye!" Yoongi fled the scene like a criminal on the run and tried to go to another part of the store.

He roams the aisles mindlessly, staring at the products with no interest and glancing at some delicious-looking pretzels and chips once in a while. He pocketed his jeans and slumped as he realized he had no money with him. Just a won but he knew it wasn't enough to buy him anything.

"Argh where do I go?" he hisses to himself, annoyed that he doesn't know what to do. This may be the first time he doesn't have any clue on what to do.

A bright idea lit up his brain, and he quickly checked his pockets, only for his smile to fade as he realized he didn't have his cellphone. Was this turning into one of his bad days? Uggh