When my eyes met hers, I stopped. She looked at me briefly and then smiled warmly at me. My heartbeat quickened. I swallowed hard and smiled back uncertainly.

Damn, what's wrong with you Yoongi?

"I'd love to," I heard Namjoon call back, heedless of my opinion, "I'm watching, but Yoongi" - he pointed at me - "is playing along."

"Oh, am I?" I growled.

"Yes, you are," he hissed.