He so could not deal with that right now, but he hated fighting with Namjoon. Yoongi turned around and headed for the kitchen, distracting himself by actually preparing food for them all, since Jin was apparently out anyway. Probably working, he assumed, he usually was. He didn't want to risk Tae trying to cook again.

Finally he headed for Namjoon's door, leaning against it. He didn't want this. "There's food in the kitchen." What was he supposed to do, apologise? "We can talk later."

Maybe he could explain his thinking to him.