His jaw dropped slightly. What did I just do? Did I just tell him? Idiot brat! You gotta show off for no reason!

"I thought Jerry Jarvis was a he," he blurted out.

"Well, he turns out to be a she, a Jee too," I responded and shrugged.

Our hands still in contact. This hand needs to be framed. It just came in contact with Agust D. Well he is a bitch, though.

"Leave my freaking hand," I said.

"You're holding it."

"So mean," I grunted, retreating my hand. I am an Army too, guys!

"Are you like really Jerry Jarvis?" He blinked. Damn cute.

Idiot.

Cute idiot.

I sighed, "Believe it or not, I don't care. But I guessed it correct. You lied. You were Yoongi!"

"I am still Yoongi. Am I the only one who knows that you are Jarvis?"

I nodded, "And bitch, I dare you tell anyone. That day, sadly, BTS will have six members."

"But you said you work for the press."

"I do. I can be anything," I winked. And he scrunched his nose, giving me the most disgusted expression he could make and that made me laugh.

He looked bad! Bad! Like he could ever look bad!

And there the waiter came with my babies... that I am gonna munch on, duh.

My gaze itself fixed on what deserved my attention. My baby. Yeah, I got Min Yoongi aka Suga right in front of me. God why does Doraemon has to choose between doracakes and Mi Chan?

Well fine, doracakes are important. Mi Chan can wait for some time.

"You know, the first time we started talking, I hated you," he said.

Oh my God. Are we getting melodrama?

"I know," I added lowly. Can't ruin the moment bitches.

"Now that I meet you," he looked up to meet my eyes and my heart just transformed into a sneaky jumpy grasshopper.

"It didn't get any better. I still hate you," he bursted out laughing. My eyes closed itself, he really is something.

I picked up my phone, opening a picture and shoving it infront of him.

"You see? this is the Dead Sea."

"Obviously I got eyes for a reason."

"This is one of the saltiest things in the world, second to only you!"

He rolled his eyes, "what if we make another thing salty." He had a playful smirk on his face and I cocked a brow at him, watching him pick up the salt sprinkler, his demonic eyes on my gullible plate.

"Not my precious baby, I swear goddamit," I warned with wide eyes. I picked up my plate and stood up from the chair, backing off. He stood up too with that lethal weapon. He was supposed to be lazy!

Give this cat a wool yarn to play with, please God.

"I warn you, if anything happens to my baby here, I would not stand still. I am a very protective mama."

"Protective? My ass. You'll eat your baby," he countered.

"So what? That's my love. I'll cherish it, and shit it out. It's just a beginning of a new life. But if you do it bad like that, it'll be thrown in the garbage."

"You know how disgusting you are?" He gave a very disgusted look.

(A/N: Just imagine black hair.)

"Let me eat in peace," I added, not concerning myself with whatever he said, already eating while standing.

He sat back down, "okay whatever. You're no good anyway."

"You really came empty handed? It's my birthday," I blubbered. Yes, my intention was to make him awkward and I am no where modest. I display enough modesty when I am at home, give time to this little bitch in me to shine.

"Well," he looked down and his cheeks were a brush of crimson. That was not any normal blush... It was the blush of Min Yoongi!

"Everything happened so sudden, and I didn't had anything prepared in particular... So," he pulled out something from his pockets, "I just brought this."

He passed me a letter and I took it excitedly. Damn. He just made me soft. I have an excellent command over my facial expressions or I would have just pouted and showered him with endearments. Hella embarassing.

I was about to open it but he interrupted me. "Read it when you're alone. Not here."

I smirked, "why? You going all awky awky?"

"Just do-" he stopped once he heard my phone ringing. Finally Mi got time.

Incoming call : Mi Hi

Accept / Decline

[Happy Birthday Jee.

Sorry I got occupied in

some stuff.]

[Fuck off. I was really

waiting for your call.]

[Overacting lmao. Like

you ever cared for your

birthday.]

Yeah I never, but suddenly I was proud? Proud that it's my birthday. Odd. I saw Yoongi noticing me. Control Jee, smile.

[Haha you are right.]

[I am in Seoul]

[Wha-hat??? You too??

Me too. I am... Wait.]

"Hey? What place is this?" I asked him.

"xxxxxxxx"

[I am at xxxxxxxx]

[What? That's not possible.

Alone?]

[No. With rude boy not Suho.]

[You are meeting him at 2?

Did you lose your virginity sis?]

[No bro. Well a second...]

Mute call?

Yes / No

"Hey Ryuk, do you wanna meet Mi Hi?" I asked him and I swear to God, his eyes lit up as the glint of the stars. Fucking Hoe.

"I won't deny," he said. Yeah Yoongi, control, your inner hoe is showing.

Unmute?

Yes / No

[Do you wanna meet him?]

[Now?]

[Come on. I know you are

with your bf. Bring him along.]

[Well sis. You know me well.

We had a nice night. And now

we have nothing to do. So, yeah

I am coming in half an hour.]

[Fine. Bye]

[Bye babes]

Call ended.

"Man, she'll be so happy to meet you," I blurted out, concentrating on my food.

"Does Mi Hi knows your profession? You said she does."

"The journalism thing. Yes. The Jerry Jarvis thing. No."

"Why did you tell me then?"

I felt like, you should know it. Why? Well I am stupid, I don't know!

"What's the problem? You don't wanna know?" I faked an anger.

"No no, it's not like that all," he clarified. Naive. I tapped the table with the back of my spoon, displaying my agitation.

"No really. I was just asking-"

"Regretting it already. I shouldn't have told you," I sighed.

"Hey sorry. I didn't mean that. You can trust me. I would never disclose your identity and honestly-"

I bursted out laughing, "I'm sorry," I laughed. Fuck, he is so cute.

"I trust you that's why I told you," I said genuinely with a smile and he smiled back. Sue him. I cannot take his gummy smile. I'll break his teeth if he didn't stop.

"You done?" I asked him after finishing my food.

"Yeah."

I looked through my pockets- fuck. Did I forgot my wallet? I looked around all over like a maniac. You can't be that stupid. I hate you dumbass. This is so embarassing.

"What are you doing?" He asked when I was on the floor on fours. I knealed, placing my hands on the table and looking up. Such that only my eyes were above the table.

I gave him the most puppy dog eyes I could, "I love you, you know that?"

"What do you want?"

"Money-"

"No."

"Please. I forgot my wallet..."

"Then I guess, you will be washing dishes," he laughed.

"Well whatever," I got up and dusted my pants, "Mi is coming anyway. She will pay for me."

The waiter left the bill and my heart was thudding violently. This bitch only knows how to eat. I watched him, he looked up and I pouted. Mitsi always falls in the charm of Himawari. Why is he so difficult?

Well after acting like a whole damn bitch, he did pay my bills.

We went out and I couldn't meet his eyes. He was smirking alot. It was just food fucker!

"Jee!" Mi Hi came running accross the road and took me in a hug, "Happy Birthday."

A man came running behind her. Oh so, he is Woobin. He was handsome and buff, his eyes were deep set and he had a pair of rose plump lips. Yoongi was by the time, all concealed yet again.

"Woobin...?" He blubbered, looking straight towards the new acquaintance.

"...Yoongi?" Woobin questioned, I could feel the warmth fading from his face as his lips slightly parted.

What is this? Some murder mystery?

•••

(A/N: I was thinking, what if BTS feature in running wild with Bear Grylls. I am sure Jungkook will be a competiton! 😂😂

Can already imagine Hoseok too 😂😂)