Yoongi and Soyeon were halfway through the meal. Soyeon: That's it, I can't eat this. Soyeon made a face as she spat out the broccoli into a piece of tissue.
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Soyeon: This tastes so... bad. It's even worse than when I tried it a while back. Yoongi shrugged. Yoongi: At least you gave it another go. Good job. Soyeon pursed her lips, looking up at Yoongi apologetically. Soyeon: Sorry, oppa. Yoongi laughed. Yoongi: Why would you apologise to me? It's for your own good. Soyeon: Because... you wanted me to try it but I still hate it. Yoongi: It's okay, I wasn't expecting you to like it anyway. It's more about the baby steps, you know? Soyeon: Ah... I know what you mean. Like, the more often I taste it I might eventually get used to it? Yoongi: Exactly. Soyeon laughed. Soyeon: I get your good intentions, oppa. But it's actually kind of getting worse and worse each time- Buzz! Buzz! Yoongi's phone vibrated in his pocket once more, for the seventh time that day. Soyeon bit her lip. Soyeon: Oppa, don't worry about me. Maybe you should pick it up. Yoongi pressed the phone tightly against his thigh, trying to drown out the vibrations. Yoongi: I told you it's not important. I really don't have to take it. Soyeon frowned. Soyeon: But you won't know that until you pick up. What if it turns out to be about something important? Yoongi shook his head. Yoongi: I already know what it is about and no, it isn't important. Soyeon: But how would you know that? Yoongi was irritated at this point.
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Yoongi: It's nothing, okay? Don't bother about it, let's continue eating. But Soyeon didn't give up. Soyeon: Oppa, are you sure- Yoongi exploded. Yoongi: It's Suran, okay? Are you happy now? I don't want to pick it up, alright? Can you just respect my own personal decisions for once instead of poking your nose into every single damn thing?
[Heart Signal Panel]
The studio was so silent that you could literally a pin drop. Everyone watched on in breathless suspense, wondering about what was going to happen next.
