"My position is inherited. The Min family has been running things for generations. But my father wanted me to earn my spot, so I essentially got kicked out when I was a teen, with Namjoon. We lived on the streets for a while, like you and Tae. I got a job at a restaurant around that time. It was a good gig, got free food there too. Namjoon got kicked out, because he can't hold things without dropping them."

It was like a curse. Yoongi threw the onions into a pan and added some carrots he'd found in the fridge, then he leaned next to the stove, turning so he could look at Jimin. "I hope you won't want to spite me then. I don't want to worry about you." That talk about food was definitely worrying to him.