The seven boys sat down on a big table from the food corner at the arcade.

Yoongi was against the wall, Taehyung sat next to him, Jungkook sat next to him and across him Jimin. Next to Jimin facing Taehyung was Hoseok, then Jin stuck between him and Namjoon who was against the wall as well.

All but the two neighbors were having fun.

Yoongi was on his phone, a little pissed off. He would have been fine with Namjoon not telling him that Jimin was coming. But after what the blond said, he was... actually disappointed. Jimin nor Hoseok seemed to be pleased with his appearance. He didn't much cared for Hoseok but after his and Jimin's fun events just a week ago, he thought they were on good terms. But it as if Jimin was just like everyone else. A waste of time.

Jimin just felt horrible. He didn't mean to seem like he was avoiding Yoongi. He didn't mean to make the older think he didn't like his presence either. Hoseok just had to overreact. What was he suppose to know he was coming even though he didn't come to work? Why would he miss work in the first place? Maybe he isn't worth worrying after all.

"Have you guys ever gotten hurt badly while dancing?" Seokjin asked, fully engrossed on their conversation, his eyes scanning his newest friend sitting next to him.

"We were doing some stunts and flips for this really hardcore dance one time..." Hoseok looked at Jungkook. "2015 Mashup Tournament?"

Jungkook nodded as he chewed on his donut. "It was crazy choreography. Yugyeom went crazy on it. We changed so much of the choreography but we still had the Tumbling Pyramid."

Jimin smiled a little. "I fell so many times..."

"Basically, Jimin was on top of me and Jungkook's back." He did a model with his napkins and basket from the fries he had already eaten. "Jimin had to do a front flip, land the best he could, quickly stand and wait for us to tumble our way to him and at the exact same time, push us back, and three beats behind, tumble back himself."

Taehyung's eyes were wide. "Waah... Must have been awesome."

"It was." Jungkook smiled as he looked at Taehyung.

"It was crazy hard though. We failed a lot." Hoseok shook his head.

"We all got hurt pretty bad from those falls back then." Jungkook said.

Hoseok nodded. "Jimin fractured the bone above his ankle even."

Yoongi hated that he was now wondering if Jimin was okay back then. Maybe he wanted to go back to dancing but he couldn't or knowing how messy he could be, his whole house was probably upside down.

"We once got hurt trying to sneak into Seokjin's bakery late at night." Namjoon chuckled.

Seokjin nodded. "Back when I was just a cashier, we stole a lot of sweets at night, but security increased a lot. We basically risked our lives breaking in."

"By the end of the year, they had put up wired fencing, cameras, and light detectors." Taehyung nodded after taking a sip from his soda then pointed at Yoongi. "He barely made it out alive."

Yoongi only nodded.

"What Jin hyung didn't know was that they had set up guard dogs by the back entrance." Namjoon nodded his head towards Yoongi. "He was always lead so he got bitten pretty bad."

"Hurt like a motherfucker." Yoongi still remembers the painful memory.

Jimin pouted. That's what he gets for looking for trouble. He could have gotten rabies or worse. Knowing how stubborn he is, he probably insisted in taking care of himself. Stupid Yoongi.

"Hey how come you weren't at work today?" Jungkook asked as he looked at Yoongi.

Yoongi frowned as he finally looked up from his phone. "I was..?"

Jimin looked up as Hoseok tilted his head at Yoongi. "But we didn't see you at all. That's why we assumed you weren't coming."

Yoongi looked at Namjoon. "Well didn't he tell you I was going to the arcade with them?"

They all stared at Namjoon. He chuckled. "I forgot."

"Wait then why were you upset when you guys saw me?" Yoongi was genuinely confused.

Hoseok hit Jimin's shoulder. "It's his fault. The only reason I'm here it's because he promised there'd be an even amount of people and I wouldn't be left out like I always am when it's just us three."

Jimin pouted. "I'm sorry... I thought he was sick or something..." He pointed at Namjoon. "When I asked him where he was, he said he didn't know so I just assumed he wasn't feeling well."

Yoongi punched Namjoon's shoulder. "Yah! I texted you that I was on my way. Why are you always causing so much confusion for nothing?"

Namjoon snickered. "I have a terrible memory, I'm sorry."

"How many freckles does Seokjin hyung have?" Taehyung asked.

"61." Namjoon quickly answered.

Seokjin blushed. "Yah! Why do you know how many freckles I have?"

"You told me so yourself!" Namjoon pouted.

"Yeah but why would you remember such stupid fact?" Seokjin scoffed.

Yoongi's tensed shoulders relaxed a little. "Just get married already..." (a/n:me too)

The others boys laughed a bit, Jimin letting go after the misunderstanding. Still, he felt bad that it seemed he was avoiding Yoongi. It's not like he wasn't, he was avoiding him unconsciously. Jimin was really self conscious at the moment with his looks and his whole outfit.

The blond pulled on his sleeves and pulled them down where his small hands were hidden. He pulled even further on his hood and avoided eyes with the others in the table.

"Are you all dome getting fat?" Yoongi asked, a sigh to his voice. "I want to play air hockey."

"Air hockey is boring." Jungkook whined, a little more comfortable with the four new friends.

"Yeah, it's really inconsistent too." Hoseok said so matter of factly.

"Jimin likes air hockey." Jungkook pointed.

Jimin's head snapped to Jungkook. "Huh?"

"Oh yeah. He's really good at it too." Hoseok smiled.

Jimin hid his face with his hands out of embarrassment. "I'm okay at it..."

Yoongi pushed his friends to get out of the booth. "Then let's play. You guys do your thing. Jimim and I will play air hockey."

The boys got up, the rest of the boys going off to play Street Fighter and Pac Man.

Jimin tapped his foot against the floor.

Yoongi pushed his shoulder slightly. "Yah. Look at me."

Jimin looked at Yoongi. "Yes?"

Yoongi scratched his neck. "Sorry for what I said before."

Jimin stared at Yoongi dumbfounded.

"It was just a misunderstanding. So," He extended his hand towards the small boy. "We're good right?"

Jimin was surprised to here an apology from Yoongi himself, but he nonetheless shook his hand, which was a lot bigger than his.

"Let's go then." Yoongi let go of Jiminms hand and led the way. "And put your hood down. The staff are looking at you weird."

Jimin pouted as he pulled down his hood and quickly went on to fix his hair. He flattened it the best he could with his hands.

Yoongi pressed in the tokens inside the machine. "Fair warning, I'm really good at this game."

Jimin walked up to the right side and waited for Yoongi.

The older grabbed onto the plastic puck and his 'hockey stick' when he looked up and squinted his eyes at Jimin. "You wearing new makeup or something?"

Jimin gulped, shaking his head. "I'm just not wearing any makeup at all like I usually do."

Yoongi tilted his head at the boy. "Really? You look good without makeup then."

Jimin smiled, blushing a little. "Thanks..."

Yoongi then, without warning, hit the puck, which made Jimin snap out of his trance and hit it back. "Don't let the enemy distract you!"

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