"This is Hobi, he made the profile for me. I guess this is all because of him."

Namjoon smiled and raised his hand, stroking Tae's back gently and leaning forward to kiss his forehead, talking low while Yoongi was distracted by the other boys. "He thinks you're so cool. You can stay close to me, I got you. You're too cool for all these people anyway, all mine." With a dumb grin, he pulled a face at Tae.

Meanwhile, Jimin had crawled under the table and popped out the other side. He got on his knees, not knee, because he wasn't sure what he was doing - and then he pulled out the ring he had. Ten dollars. Very expensive.

"Will you marry me, Yoongi-hyung?"

There was an explosion of girls cheering and awing, Namjoon jumped out of his skin. "Wha-- Oh, Jiminie!" Namjoon burst into laughter and grinned at Yoongi. "I warned you, man. Don't say I didn't warn you."