AN: Pt 1 cause I have no life and can't finish and want to update. P.S: I think I'm sleep deprived...
If one of the boys had asked Yoongi to order for them Yoongi would've turned them down in an instant, and more specifically, he would've told them that ordering takes confidence, and confidence builds character. The other members have often commented that it's too much like something a dad would say, and Taehyung never fails to complain about it, but the blunt rapper has never cared for anyone else's opinion. Yoongi's always been a stickler for manners and self confidence, so the boys have slowly learned to speak up for themselves when in Yoongi's presence.
Byeol, however, isn't one of the boys.
"Do you know what you want, princess?" Yoongi whispers in her ear, smiling as she tries to hide behind him, her ears tinged pink, "I'll tell the waitress for you."
Byeol takes only a second to peek out from behind Yoongi's arm at the menu, glancing quickly at the options she's already perused before fleeing back to her safe spot.
"Umm... Can I have the chocolate chip pancakes?" B whispers, "And a glass of milk?"
"We'll have one order of chocolate chip pancakes with a glass of milk." Yoongi passes on the message to the waiting woman, happy to help his sister feel more comfortable, "And I'll take the breakfast platter with my eggs scrambled and bacon, not sausage."
"Alright, is there anything else I can get for you?" The waitress asks, looking down at her notepad as she quickly scribbles down their order. With a shake of Yoongi's head the waitress disappears into the back with their menus and their order.
In a matter of minutes B has already inhaled half of her plate, curling up in her chain with a contented look on her face. It only takes Yoongi a couple minutes more to finish after her, eating his own eggs and bacon with a more civilized speed. Yoongi eats the last pancake on B's plate, the only one she wasn't able to fit in her stomach, by letting her cut it up and feed it to him piece by piece. Normally Yoongi hates being fed by someone else, but anything is worth getting to hear her adorable -and sadly rare- giggles.
Yoongi makes sure to leave the polite waitress (who kindly served him 5 cups of coffee without comment) a large tip before he ushers his very stuffed sister out of the restaurant.
"Where are we going next, oppa?" B asks, clutching Yoongi's arm tightly as he leads the pair down the crowded sidewalk. Yoongi hums, seemingly indecisive.
Should I tell her where we're going or torture her by keeping it a secret?
"Oppa?" Her large orbs sparkle up at him, her long dark lashes framing them perfectly, "I hope we aren't getting ice cream yet, because I don't think I can eat another bite."
"No, princess," Yoongi chuckles, his heart melting, "No ice cream yet."
"Then where are we going," The short girl frowns in confusion, glancing up at Yoongi. But Yoongi continues to stare straight forward, unwilling to meet her gaze. To Yoongi's amazement it only takes B five seconds to read his oddly blank expression, "You aren't going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope." The older Min wraps his arm around her shoulders to shield her from a couple a guys that are too close for Yoongi's liking, "It's a surprise."
B slouches in his hold, sighing loudly, but she doesn't complain.
Mins don't complain.
Besides, Yoongi knows her like the back of his hand, and her love of surprises is just one of the many things he knows. Byeol likes to pretend that she hates surprises, but Yoongi can see through her act every time. Her sparkling eyes and subtle smirks always fail to fool Yoongi, no matter how good of an actor she thinks she is. The truth is she simply loves being surprised.
Her sad (fake) eyes and pout (also fake) don't sway Yoongi in the slightest, but that doesn't mean he won't help her a little. But just a little.
"I'll give you three guesses. No more, no less." Yoongi states, feeling extra generous. He smiles when the silver sprite practically glows with excitement. She's always loved a challenge; yet another prominent Min trait she inherited.
"Are we going to a store?"
Of course her first question is so broad.
Yoongi reluctantly nods, eliciting a ridiculously pleased smile from B.
"Does the store we're going to serve sustenance?"
Sustenance? Yoongi snorts at her excessive vocabulary.
"No, no more sustenance for a while." Yoongi smiles softly at the pouty girl, "Didn't you just tell me that you couldn't possibly eat any more?"
"Yeah, I suppose." B obediently follows Yoongi around a group of giggling girls, "Is it- are we-"
B frowns. After a second of silence she turns to punch Yoongi's chest in frustration, which feels like barely more than a tap to the older boy. Yoongi, of course, doesn't flinch and glances down at the exasperated Byeol with an amused smirk.
"Don't give me that look!" B gripes, her ears burning in embarrassment as she smacks Yoongi's chest again, "I have the right to be angry! You haven't given me any hints yet, and I don't want to use up my last guess!"
"I don't think angry is the right word, princess." B's always been a little bit of a hot head, and she has a bad habit of snapping at people if they annoy her, but she very rarely ever gets angry. Yoongi slows his pace as they near their destination, wanting to torture his hot-headed Byeol-ah for as long as possible, "Adorably frustrated, maybe, but not angry."
B scowls but doesn't argue, not taking notice of the gradual change of pace. Her full concentration remains on figuring out Yoongi's little puzzle.
"Can I at least have a hint, oppa?" B begs, "Please?"
We're almost there anyway. I guess it wouldn't hurt anything...
"Oppa's gonna buy you something extra swag from this store, princess." Yoongi makes sure that his hint is vague enough to not give anything away, "Extra extra swag."
"Extra swag?" Her eyebrows furrow as she glances down at both of their outfits, "Aren't we already extra swag?"
"Yup. Oppa made sure of that." Yoongi pulls at his own chain with his free hand, "But you aren't extra extra swag yet. You will be soon, though."
"Extra extra swag?" Judging by the blank look in her eyes, B is now far more befuddled than she was before the hint. Yoongi smiles in victory, ignoring her hundredth heart-stopping pout of the day, "That wasn't a very good hint! We already look extra swag! How is that supposed to help me?"
"It isn't." Yoongi snickers, adoring the instantaneous frown he receives.
"You're mean." B grumbles, pretending not to notice when Yoongi glares over her shoulder at a young man who'd been staring at her for too long, "Now I'm just more confused than before!"
That's the point. Yoongi shoots her his most wicked grin but doesn't say a word. B grumbles some more, much to Yoongi's satisfaction. If you guess, then it won't be a surprise anymore. And surprises are your favorite.
"Aren't you going to use your last guess, or are you just going to keep looking like a kicked puppy?"
"Fine, fine." She huffs, staring at her shoes in deep thought, "Are we... are we going to get Rolex's?"
Mission accomplished. And just in time, too.
"Sadly no, princess." Yoongi leads the pair inside the small front door of a popular (and ridiculously expensive) shop, "No Rolex's today. Although you are right; those would make you extra extra swag too."
"Then where-" B freezes, finally recognizing where they are, "You've got to be kidding me. You're not serious, right?"
I'm always serious when it comes to you.
"I'm 100 percent serious, Byeol-ah." Yoongi's deep voice almost sounds excited, "You don't have any big rings yet, and that's a serious crime against Swag. So I'm gonna buy you a couple of big rings."
I hate it and it's super short, but I really really really wanted to update even though it's super late. The next chapter is probably gonna be ridiculously long, though, so... I hope you aren't mad at me?
I'm sorry.
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~singformeangel