"what the fuck are you doing here, yoongi? were you following us?" jimin stood up in immediate defense, knowing nothing good ever happens when taehyung and yoongi are in the same four walls.

"tsch," yoongi gave both jimin and taehyung a look of disgust. "i came here to buy food for holly. don't be so fucking conceited, you spork."

"spork?"

"shut up, jungkook."

"don't talk to him like that, yoongi." jimin snapped. "jungkook's more human than you. he's not your freaking dog."

"jealous? why, jimin? when clearly you have your own bitch."

taehyung wasn't moving an inch from where he sat, but as if the dogs sensed the change in his mood, they all simultaneously growled and barked at yoongi.

"ah, no!" namjoon groaned in distress. "don't you guys dare bite a customer. come here, all of you!" he kneeled on the floor with his one leg and ushered for the dogs to obey him. "hoseok! a little help here?!"