"So, you're both pretty cute. That's not what I was expecting." They still looked like little punks, but they were good-looking, Hoseok had to give them that. He leaned back in his chair at the table while the waitress set their drinks down, smiling at both of them. "You two got me into so much trouble. I swear, I thought Min Yoongi was going to kill me."

"Almost did," Yoongi offered, not very reassuring. He wore shades indoors today, hiding his eyes as he looked at his glass, turning it in his fingers. "Can you use the help?"

"There's a lot to do." Hobi shrugged, looking at Jimin and Tae again. "You want to work in a club?"

"I want to work with RM." Tae was determined there. "He said I could."