I'm sprawled across my bed, Wacha curled up on my stomach, purring lazily as my fingers scratch behind her ears.
My phone is balanced in my other hand, and on screen, a three-way video call is in full swing-with Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi all taking up space in little squares.
Yoongi, however, is the main event tonight. He's pacing back and forth in his apartment, wild-eyed and absolutely fuming.
"I'm telling you babe," Yoongi huffs, hands flailing, "the little shit played me. Completely played me!"
Jin Oppa and Joon are already cracking up, and I'm trying-but utterly failing-to keep my composure. My shoulders shake as I press my lips together, watching Yoongi spiral.
Joon leans forward, chin resting in his hand, grinning like he's watching the best rom-com unfold in real-time.
"Yoongi hyung, you're telling me Taehyung conned you into almost kissing him, then bailed?"
Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, exasperated. "He had me! Joon, he had me! His thumb was on my jaw! I was about to-"
He gestures wildly, then stares at us, like waiting for us to grasp the gravity of it.
"And then this brat just smiled, walked away, and drove off like it was nothing."
I burst out laughing, burying my face into the pillow beside me as Wacha flicks her tail like she's so done with me.
"Oh my God."
Yoongi glares at me through the screen. "You're laughing!"
"I'm not-!" I try to argue, but a snort escapes, and that's it. I'm done for.
Jin oppa wheezes next to Joon, nearly choking on whatever drink he's holding.
"Yoongi," Oppa wheezes, tears streaming down his face, "you've been outplayed. That's what just happened."
Namjoon is grinning ear to ear. "It's like he's following a playbook."
Yoongi throws his head back dramatically. "He IS! This is Taehyung's villain origin story in action, and I'm the victim."
I wipe away a tear, gasping for air. "Yoongs, babe, I'm sorry, but-this is legendary."
Yoongi grumbles, muttering under his breath. "I swear, I'm surrounded by traitors."
"Hyung," Joon grins wider, eyes twinkling, "you're surrounded by people who've met Taehyung."
Jin oppa, still recovering, chimes in, "You do realize he's been dreaming of this? He's been waiting to hit Romantic Connection with you."
Yoongi sighs, finally sitting on his couch and ruffling his hair. "Yeah, I know."
I smile, feeling my heart swell. "And you hit it. You and Tae."
Yoongi finally looks up, cheeks tinged pink but a small smile creeping onto his lips. "Yeah... we did."
"Romantic connection phase," Namjoon repeats with mock gravity. "You two are officially on the path to making out in the snow-covered cabins."
Jin opp laughs. "Or stealing all the blankets."
Yoongi's lip twitches like he's trying to hide how flustered he is. "You guys are the worst."
"I'm just impressed," Oppa adds, leaning back in his chair.
"One date and Tae manages to jump straight into the Romantic phase. Kid's got skills."
Joon grins wider. "Yeah, I'm starting to worry about what he's gonna pull when it's our turn."
Yoongi smirks, eyes glinting mischievously. "Oh, you're both doomed."
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