“Hm?” I groaned.
“Can you come help me. I need to get groceries.” It was Jin.
“Sure.” I said, climbing off Yoongi’s lap, and going to my room to grab my shoes.
“Is that my sweatshirt Chim?” Yoongi growled softly, wrapping his arms around my waist, as I finished slipping his sweatshirt over my head.
“Noo?” I said, smiling and turning around in his arms.
“Sexy.” He smirked, kissing me softly. I blushed and smiled softly.
“It’s comfortable.” I said, sliding out of his arms. “I’ll be back. Jin is waiting out in the car for me.”
“I know.” He pouted. “You better go, before he gets impatient.” I nodded, and kissed him softly, then left.