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I immediately apologized for using the f-bomb.
"JIMIN-ssi!!!!" I screamed at the top of my new vampiric lungs, shaking the whole house a little bit.
"No. No way!" I shook my head fiercely and then shot a glance at the smug smile on my seventeen-year-old husband's face. "No, this doesn't count. I stopped aging three days ago. I am eighteen forever."
"Whatever," Jimin said, dismissing my protest with a quick shrug. "We're celebrating anyway, so suck it up."
I sighed. There was rarely a point to arguing with Jimin.
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His grin got impossibly wider as he read the acquiescence in my eyes.
"Are you ready to open your present?" Jimin sang.
"Presents," Taehyung corrected, and he pulled another key—this one longer and silver with a less gaudy blue bow—from his pocket.
I struggled to keep from rolling my eyes. I knew immediately what this key was to—the "after car." I wondered if I should feel excited. It seemed the vampire conversion hadn't given me any sudden interest in sports cars.
"Mine first," Jimin said, and then stuck his tongue out, foreseeing his answer.
"Mine is closer."
"But look at how he's dressed." Jimin's words were almost a moan. "It's been killing me all day. That is clearly the priority."
My eyebrows pulled together as I wondered how a key could get me into new clothes. Had he gotten me a whole trunkful?
"I know—I'll play you for it," Jimin suggested. "Rock, paper, scissors."
Suga chuckled and Taehyung sighed.
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