Ginseng Drink

"Right. See you around," Seokjjin straightened himself awkwardly and averted his eyes away. The goddam bag is so heavy! Maybe it's really a bomb???

"See you..." I nodded and headed back into the mansion. That was weird. I peeked inside the bag to ensure it wasn't a bomb before heaving it inside the mansion. I don't want to blow up the place.

"ARGGHHH!" I stopped dead when I heard Taehyung screaming from the kitchen. What's going on?? I gripped the bag with both my hands and quickened my pace towards the kitchen.

"Wae- wae? Wae???" I questioned, rushing towards the kitchen and burst inside.

"ARFHgdjgd! Argh!" Taehyung screamed, frantically rubbing his eyes. What the hell did he do?

"Are you okay?!" I ran up to him as he furiously rubbed his eyes. His eyes were burning red in irritation, so I glanced at the garlic on the cutting board and back to him.

"It hurts! The garlic!" Taehyung screwed his face in pain while dabbing his tearful eyes. Wah- did he really rub his eyes after peeling the garlic? Why is he so dense!

"How can you be so clumsy??!" I snapped, pulling him towards the sink. Taehyung blinked in pain as tears filled his eyes.

"Apa! Apa!" Taehyung whined and tried to rub his eyes again.

"Hajima! Stop touching your eyes!" I snapped, pulling his hands away from his face.

"Ahhh-! Apa..." Taehyung grunted and shut his eyes in distress. I shouldn't have let him help me! I didn't know he was this clueless!

"Lean closer to the sink..." I muttered, turning on the faucet and gently rinsed the water over his face. Taehyung did as I instructed and gripped tightly onto the edge of the sink.

"It'll stop hurting- just don't touch your face," I brushed his face and eyelids with the cold water. Taehyung fell quiet and panted heavily to endure the pain.

"Look here," I gently turned his face towards mine, then used a clean napkin to dry his face. He stood quietly with his eyes closed as I dabbed away the excess water from his skin.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked, staring at him anxiously as he stood before me with his eyes closed.

"Less..." Taehyung attempted to touch his eyes again.

"No! Don't touch your eyes! Wash your hands!" I snapped, turning him towards the sink. Taehyung tried to open his eyes, but he struggled so he washed his hands with one eye open.

"Go and sit. I'll do the rest," I shook my head in disappointment. So clumsy. Taehyung quietly waited for me as I brewed him the soup. He kept on blinking uncomfortably to resist the urge to touch his eyes.

"It smells... nice," Taehyung smiled and placed the ice pack down when I settled the bowl in front of him.

"Have it with rice," I encouraged and sat across from him. Taehyung examined the soup with a slight smile and glanced at me as he picked up the spoon.

"Oh! It's hot!" Taehyung instantly slurped without blowing and spat out the soup in shock.

"Aish! Yah! Be careful will you?!" I snapped and smacked his arm. What's wrong with him???

"I didn't know it was hot!" Taehyung whined while fanning his tongue in pain.

"What do you mean you didn't know!? Can't you see the steam!?" I stared at him, dumbfounded. He saw me pour it from the heated pot!

"I'll be careful..." Taehyung muttered and carefully blew on the soup to cool its temperature. I keenly leaned across the counter while I watched him taste the soup in silence.

"Hmm... it's good! I'm impressed!" Taehyung gasped in shock and looked up at me after getting a proper taste of it.

"Are you bipolar?" I blankly stared at him.

"Moh? Why are you asking me that?" Taehyung shot me a confused look while he ate.

"Sometimes you're cold, sometimes cheerful, sometimes emotionally unstable, sometimes murderous. What's wrong with you?" I questioned and folded my arms.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Who called you earlier? Why did you go out just now?" Taehyung brushed off my question.

"Seokjin called me," I shrugged.

"He has your number??" Taehyung turned to look at me and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I don't know how he got it. Here drink this," I shrugged, handing him the Ginseng drink Seokjin brought for Taehyung.

"Why did he call you?" Taehyung asked after taking a sip of the drink.

"To give you the Ginseng drink you're drinking right now," I point at it.

"What?- Why is he giving me this?" Taehyung fired me a disgusted look and pushed the bottle away in displease.

"Well, he-"

"Ahh! My head hurts," Taehyung groaned, lightly touching the back of his head.

"Should I get you-"

"No, it's okay. Hey, what happened back then? Why did I blackout?" Taehyung asked, turning to look at me.

"Well..." I gulped. Should I tell him? He's gonna get mad at Jin though.

"Wae? What's wrong, tell me!!" Taehyung pressed and drank the Ginseng again.

"Seokjin smacked you with a chair to stop you from-" I said quickly.

"SGFFAGHJgh!!! " Taehyung violently spat out the Ginseng in my face. Fuck.

"That's... how... you... blackout..." I slowly finished my sentence... dumbfounded by the wet ginseng on my face.

"Oh! Mianhae!" Taehyung apologetically dabbed the Ginseng on my face with a napkin as I stared at him in irritation.

"Can I kill you?" I pursed my lips with a blank expression. He really had to spit it right in my face? I feel like he did it on purpose...

"Ah~ Mianhae~ Ginseng is good for our health which means it's also good for your skin too," Taehyung chuckles, awkwardly patting my cheeks.

"Is it...?" I poked my tongue against my inner cheek in annoyance.

"Yeah, it is," Taehyung grinned.

"Let me help you smudge some ginseng extract on your face too then...?" I teased and reached out for the Ginseng bottle.

"Ani! Ani! I'm fine, no need!" Taehyung chuckled uneasily as he reached out to block my hands.

"Ani, your skin looks a bit dry. Let me help you moisturize it," I snatched the Ginseng drink out of his hand. I need to teach him a lesson.

"AH! Ani~ I said I'm fine- Yah! " Taehyung grinned and tried to grab the bottle out of my hand.

"No~ trust me. Your skin looks really dehydrated," I smirked at him.

"Hajima~ Oh? Hajima~" Taehyung laughed. He shot me a pleading look and got onto his feet...

"Come here let me-"

"Yah! Hajima!" Taehyung laughed, grabbing my hands when I tried to open the cap.

"Let go!" I complained when he tried to pull the bottle out of my hands.

"Don't do this to me- Yah I'm sorry!" Taehyung chuckled, attempting to stop me from unscrewing the bottle.

"Yah! YAH!" I yelped when I suddenly tripped on something.

"Oh!" Taehyung immediately grabbed my arm to stop me from falling but we both stumbled... and collided against the fridge door. He fell forward and pinned me against the fridge. Oh shit. I turned away with my eyes closed. *Silence* I slowly turned to face Taehyung when the kitchen grew hushed. He stood over me... leaving a small gap between us. Taehyung intensely stared at me, so I stared back at him until I felt my face burning up.

"What's with all the noises?!" Jungkook came striding into the kitchen with an annoyed look.

"Um... I was just looking for cups," Taehyung immediately took a step back and awkwardly glanced around the kitchen.

"Looking for... milk," I whispered. I pulled the fridge open and pretended to search for something.

"Cup... cup... where are you.." Taehyung coughed, awkwardly looking through the cabinet.

"Are you serious?" Jungkook rolled his eyes at Taehyung.

"What?" Taehyung questioned Jungkook.

"Do you think I'm dumb?" Jungkook smirked at us. Taehyung and I exchanged uneasy glances. Fuck. Did he see us???

"W-what are you talking about?" Taehyung gulped at me uncomfortably. I slowly reached for the small milk bottle and drank from it. Did he see what he wasn't supposed to see? I mean it's nothing right??? I shouldn't worry, right?

"You and her!" Jungkook rolled his eyes, causing me to choke on the milk.

"What?!" Taehyung snapped at Jungkook as I quickly dabbed the tissue on my mouth. Shit, shit-

"You know-"

"Don't get us wrong it was an accident-"

"What are you talking about?" Jungkook scratched his head in confusion. Taehyung stopped dead and gulped again, turning to look at me with his eyes wide open.

"What do I do?" Taehyung mouthed me.

"I don't know!" I shrugged, mouthing him back.

"I was looking for cups! Aigo~ where's the cup..." Taehyung pretended to look for the cups again.

"Yah. What's wrong with you? Why are you looking for cups when it's already on the table?" Jungkook stared at the pair of mugs on the counter.

"Oh, there's... the cup," Taehyung cleared his throat and nodded at the cups on the table.

"You're acting weird," Jungkook shot Taehyung a baffled expression.

"I'm not feeling well," Taehyung walked towards the table and awkwardly took another sip of the Ginseng drink.

"Anyways, what's up with you two?" Jungkook asked, turning to look at me. I spat out the milk again while Taehyung choked on his Ginseng.

"Yah! What's wrong with you two!?- Disgusting!" Jungkook snaps while glaring at us in disgust.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," I wiped the milk off my lips once again.

"Aish! You're secretly cooking stuff in the middle of the night! Isn't that dangerous?! And you're helping her? What if she plans on burning up the whole mansion!" Jungkook snaps in frustration.

"Oh..." Taehyung clenched his chest in relief as I deeply exhaled. We thought Jungkook misunderstood...

"She knows what she's doing," Taehyung turned away to wipe off the sweat on his forehead.

"You trust her?" Jungkook scoffed so I rolled my eyes at him.

"Here have some," Taehyung handed Jungkook a bottle of Ginseng drink.

"I know she's up to something," Jungkook eyed me as he uncapped the bottle and took a sip.

"Whatever you say," I shrugged, sitting down beside Taehyung.

"Hmm, this is bitter but it's good. Where did you get it?" Jungkook tasted the ginseng extract on his lips.

"Seokjin gave it to me," Taehyung said shortly.

"SPSFSLSSGSSH!" Jungkook suddenly spat at the both of us. Taehyung and I froze when we felt the wet splatter all over our faces.

"Yah..." Taehyung shot Jungkook a dumbfounded expression.

"HAHAHAHHAH!" Jungkook laughed at us.

"Sora?" Taehyung questioned, turning to look at me after forming a thin line with his lips. Taehyung is as annoyed as I am.

"Neh?" I responded, turning to look at Taehyung.

"Didn't I say I didn't need the Ginseng on my face?" Taehyung turned to look at Jungkook again, who was mocking us with his idiotic laughter.

"You did," I nodded, turning to look at Jungkook as well.

"W-what?!" Jungkook laughed at us as he leaned against the fridge. I'm so gonna kill him.

"Will you help me hide his corpse, Sora-shi?" Taehyung darted Jungkook a devilish look.

"W-what?" Jungkook stopped laughing and stared at us uncomfortably.

"Sure," I smiled at Jungkook, who suddenly unfolded his arms and backed away.

"W-what are you doing?!" Jungkook swallowed uneasily when Taehyung and I got onto our feet.