𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒

✰Yours, Mine & Ours | 3✰

YOONGI
Throughout the car ride, it was nothing but small talk and comfortable silence. Yoongi enjoyed Hyemin's company, he had the chance to know more about her; her birthday, her hobbies and such.

Yoongi had finally reached Hyemin's house, which was about 20 minutes away from BigHit. Thankfully, it stopped raining.

Yoongi turned in his seat to face the woman sitting next to him. He smiled at her for the umpteenth time. Hyemin returned it and unlocked the door.

"Thank you for dropping me off. It was very generous of you." Hyemin said as she hopped out, gently closing the door.

"You're welcome." Then, Yoongi realized his plan was about to get thrown out of the window. He frantically rolled down the passenger window and called her name.

Hyemin turned around with an amused expression on her face. "Yes?" She wondered.

"Will you let me take you out to dinner next weekend?" Yoongi offered straightforward. Hyemin was taken back a little yet she showed no emotion other than a grin.

"Why not this weekend?" She challenged.

"I have a thing with my friends!" Yoongi answered. Hyemin chuckled, waving goodbye.

"Sure, handsome," she agreed. "I'll see you at work tomorrow."

Yoongi rolled up the window before she could see him erupt in happiness. He bit his closed fist between his two rows of teeth and stomped on the floor repeatedly.

"And I'm back in the game!" Yoongi exclaimed, finally driving off after expressing his excitement to himself.

HYEMIN
Hyemin entered the house and closed the door behind her. She leaned against it and sighed dreamily. Just as she was about to take off her shoes, she heard someone clear their throat.

Hyuna was seated at the dinner table. The chair was facing towards the door as Hyuna leaned against it with her arms crossed.

"Look, before you say anything, there's nothing between us, unnie." Hyemin defended.

"Mhm." Hyuna wasn't having it. She motioned towards the chair in front of her. Hyemin groaned and flopped herself into the seat, placing her head onto her hand.

"Spill."

"A new worker started today and Bang PD assigned me to escort him to his new office. We talked a little bit and he offered me a ride home due to my generous being. I declined but he wasn't having it. Although he finished 30 minutes before me, he waited until I was done. There, that's all."

Hyuna raised an eyebrow. "But what was that before you walked in?"

"How-- he asked me to go out to dinner with him."

"What's his name?"

"Min Yoongi."

"Sounds like a bad boy sweetheart to me. Do you like him?" Hyuna tapped her foot on the ground. Hyemin knew she wasn't going anywhere so she cooperated.

"I mean, he is sweet and handsome and—"

"So you like him?" Hyuna interrupted.

"Well, I did accept his offer for dinner—"

"So you do like him."

"Hyuna!"

YOONGI
Yoongi arrived home with a big, bright smile on his face. He kept giggling to himself about how Hyemin agreed to go with him on a dinner date next weekend.

He walked in his house and was greeted by his best friend, Kihyun, sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed.

"You're late, hyung." He reminded with a little smirk. Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"Can't I be late? I had business to take care of." Yoongi responded, having the urge to sock his friend in the face for being the little pest he was.

"Sure," Kihyun chuckled. "Something else came up, huh?"

"No, why ask?" Yoongi walked over to the couch and plopped on it. "Oh come on, Yoongi hyung! I can see it in your eyes!"

Yoongi went quiet for a few moments, avoiding eye contact with his dear friend. All of a sudden, Kihyun gasped in realization.

"You were out with a girl, huh? I knew it!" He exclaimed, but Yoongi was quick to cover his mouth with his hand.

"Quiet!" Yoongi whispered, motioning his head towards the room where the boys slept. "Plus, I haven't even said anything yet."

"But are you confirming it?" Kihyun squinted his eyes. In order for Kihyun not to bother him and go home, Yoongi surrendered and nodded shortly, still avoiding eye contact.

Kihyun playfully slapped Yoongi on the shoulder. "Hyung! It's been like 5,000 years since you've been in the same car with a woman let alone in the same surrounding areas. What happened? Tell me everything!"

Sighing, Yoongi explained to Kihyun about his day at work and his night with Hyemin. Throughout the story time, Kihyun had a smile on his face, bringing both a mischievous and happy presence.

"When's the date?" Kihyun asked.

"I asked her out for dinner next weekend. She said yeah, and guess what?"

"What?"

"She called me 'handsome'!" Yoongi whispered excitedly. Kihyun gaped and held one of the couch pillows.

"No, she didn't!"

"Yes, she did. And I drove home squealing and jumping every minute! Kihyun, do you think I may have fallen in love with her?" Yoongi continued to bite his nails out of habit.

Kihyun paused for a minute, then shook his head vigorously. "Yes, you have, hyung! But I wouldn't say you've fallen in love with her. You're whipped!"

Just thinking about Hyemin made Yoongi feel warm and toasty inside. He felt comfortable with her around as if he could tell her his deep, dark secrets, although he just met her earlier that day. She seemed like the most trustworthy person on Earth. Her smile, her eyes, her voice could explain it all.

Am I whipped for her? Yoongi thought.

"I guess you're right," Yoongi agreed. "I am whipped."

HYEMIN
After Hyemin had told everything about her day, Hyuna could feel nothing but happiness for her little sister.

"I can't stop thinking about him. His eyes are the most perfect. His voice is so soothing. His gummy smile makes the whole world light up. Might as well say it's as if he's an angel on Earth!" Hyemin rambled. Her chin rested on her arms and she closed her eyes.

Hyuna smiled softly and rubbed Hyemin's back.

"Do you like him?" She questioned. That made Hyemin reopen her eyes.

"Do I?" She returned the question.

Hyuna waited, then nodded. "You sound like it. For the past, what, 12 minutes you've been going on and on about Yoongi. I don't think you just like him, Hyemin. You're whipped."

Whipped? Hyemin thought. Suddenly, she smiled and rested her eyes.

"I guess I am."