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The restaurant was in a very good place, but the outer decór left something to be desired. The neon sign reminded him more of an hour-hotel or even a brothel. Jin curled his lip. The bright orange light will make him look too pale and sickly. Also, he wore a pink shirt that will clash horribly with the purple and light blue colour of the seats. He was already inclined to give them a bad review even before he tasted their food.
He must have stared in distaste for too long, because behind him Yoongi made an impatient sound.
“Seriously, just pick a place. I’m hungry and tired.”
Jin scoffed. “The deal was free food for five usable pictures, and you’re complaining? And how are you tired, I woke you up like two hours ago.”
Yoongi raised his eyebrows mockingly. “You don’t know how long I’ve been awake before that. And five usable pictures don’t really include half an hour of hateful staring.”
“The light is just horrible…” Grumbled Jin, but settled on a curb next to the restaurant front as far from the offensive sign as possible.
Yoongi clicked the borderline professional camera a few times and passed it to Jin to look over. And without waiting for him headed into the restaurant. Jin huffed again but went after him. The pictures were passable at least.
Jin ran a food blog. It was a fairly popular food blog too. He did mostly recipes and restaurant reviews, but ran a video section with tips on cooking too. While he did eventually pick up quite a few people actually interested in what he had to say, he wasn’t naïve. The original impulse for his popularity was a photo he put on his newly made blog of his face being shares as “Mr. World-Wide-Handsome”.
Namjoon had to translate that for him. Apparently, he was followed in America despite his blog being in Korean. Figures people are thirstier than hungrier. But that was all the more reason for Jin upload a good picture of himself before posting a bad review. Namjoon understood that. Why didn’t he ask Namjoon again?
Oh, right. Namjoon was on a date. His only other perpetually single best friend has left the perpetually single zone and went on a date. A third one. Everyone knew what that meant. And so he ended up with Yoongi. Who was perpetually single too, but was also perpetually angry and tired and almost gleeful about not having anyone to take up place on his impossibly comfy couch.
At least the seats in the restaurant were very soft. He grudgingly made a mental note to put that into the plusses. Yoongi fell into the seat with a groan and ordered a beer before even looking at the menu. Jin sighed but left it without a word. Heathen.
After a while they ordered and Jin settled back to think about the wording of what was slowly turning out to be a very scathing review. Yoongi sipped his beer and leveled an unimpressed look his way. Yoongi always managed to look unimpressed, but this one had something a little bit extra.
“What got in a mood anyway? You’re normally disgustingly optimistic and today I actually look like the sunny one. It’s making me uncomfortable, stop it.”
Jin rolled his eyes and looked towards the bar. Minus: it takes a long time for the food to come out.
“The restaurant is crappy, I don’t know why Hoseok said it’s good.”
“The restaurant is fine, you’re just a spoiled brat. Also, Hoseok comes here because it’s the closest to the dance studio and he eats only salami pizza anyway.”
Jin had to agree on that. Why did he come here again?
“Is it because of Namjoon?”
Jin reared back and affected a deeply offended expression. “What? How dare you! You better not be suggesting I’m jealous of my best friend! You fiend!”
“Aish, dramatic.” Yoongi groaned. “Stop shouting, idiot.”
Jin pursed his lips and threw a look towards the bored looking waitress behind the bar. No really, the food was taking abnormally long, considering they were alone in the admittedly tiny pleace. “No, seriously, you don’t think I’m hung up on Namjoon, do you? Because that would… Eugh, just no.”
Yoongi raised his eyebrows at him. “Then what got in such a mood? You haven’t told even one awful jokes today.”
And Jin had to give it to him. “Yeah… I mean. It’s not like I thought Joon-ah and me would stay as single bachelors together forever, right? ‘Cuz that would be ridiculous, huh?” He tried to laugh it off, but by Yoongi’s expression was largely unsuccessful.
“You seriously need to get laid, dude. This is ridiculous.” Yoongi started to look for something on his phone.
Jin eyed him in disdain. “And you think it’s that easy? I have my standards, you know. So don’t even try to set me up with some of your ridiculous butter-faced frie-“
The boy moving around the screen on Yoongi’s screen was ridiculously cute. The green hair has really no place to look that good anyone, and his large boxy smile he flashed every once in a while to the camera and subsequently to his audience was stupefyingly charming. For once in his life, Jin found himself stunned wordless.
Behind the phone, Yoongi smirked. “His name is theV. Look him up. He’s living in Seoul and has been mentioning your blog on his channel quite a lot. I’m sure he wouldn’t be completely against meeting up with you and your ridiculous standards.”
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Taehyung grinned one last time at the camera, reached over to turn it off and quickly started to clean up the bits of different soaps he had been test-tasting for his newest video. Sure, the easy conclusion would be that they’re all disgusting and not meant for eating in the first place, but Taehyung was nothing if not a scientist. Also, he got frustrated with his own soap having this delicious peach smell and colour and wanted to know if it didn’t taste after them just a little bit. It didn’t. Neither did the mint one or the strawberry. But his viewers liked, when he got weird, so… It would work out at least this way.
Once his work-place was relatively clean, he logged on his computer and jumped a bit when he saw his favourite blog had a new post.
EatJin got him through his first bout of university self-sufficiency and hunger that automatically came with that. The fact, that the owner of said blog was incredibly handsome and uploaded his model-like pictures before every article was really just a bonus.
It was a restaurant review and Taehyung almost lost it, when he realized it was a restaurant not far from his place. Was his favourite blogger this close to his place? Huh, shame that place was kinda awful. Taehyung couldn’t claim to be a foodie, but really, they only had a good pizza and even then, it wasn’t the best one in the neighbourhood.
At least Jin seemed to share his opinion on the eatery, though Taehyung at least liked their upholstery at least. The blue and purple were nice colours after all.
As always, he stretched his fingers to leave a review under the post, when his account linked to his youtube account rang sweetly at him with a new message. Huh, strange, he was set the release the new video in two days and messages usually came in the days after the new video. Oh well. He decided to quickly check that first to satisfy his curiosity. And nearly lost his shit.
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Jimin frowned at him over his beer bottle. “And you’re absolutely sure it’s Jin and not somebody cat-fishing you with his cute ass?”
Taehyung nodded several times enthusiastically. “Absolutely. I asked him to send me a selca with a paper saying “I eat strawberry soap for breakfast and I like it” and he did. Like really quickly too. He didn’t look too happy about that though.” Tae grinned at this and started to search his phone for said picture.
Jimin reached over and laid his hand over the top of the phone. “That’s… maybe not necessary. I believe you.”
Taehyung grinned at him again giddily and wiggled happily in his seat. He found the picture anyway and sighed at it.
“He’s really cool, you know. He sent me a recipe for jajjangmyeon, that’s like super easy? And apparently super delicious.”
“You barely have a kitchen, how could you know if something is easy to cook?”
“Don’t diss my vibe, Jin is awesome.”
Jimin shook his head. “Of course, he is, and you know I agree with you. I was the one, who showed you his blog, wasn’t I?”
“I mean… Yes…”
Jimin rolled his eyes and pouted. “You’re not gonna shut up about him now, are you?”
Taehyung smiled widely and shook his head. “Nope.”
Jimin groaned.
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“Stand a bit to the right and turn your head to the left. There. The light is gorgeous now.” Taehyung grinned and snapped another picture of his boyfriend in front of a newly opened noodle place in downtown. They both decided that the Christmas lights decor in April was a horrible and tacky choice, both then spent almost an hour in front of the shop snapping several (hundred) pictures of Jin’s handsome face for the blog. And a few of Taehyung, for his new youtube icon. And a few of the both of them, to terrorize their friends with. And a few of the pavement, when they started to snog and the camera fell to the ground and landed on the shutter button.
Finally, Jin’s stomach groaned loud enough for them to decide to go in. Taehyung fell into the horrible mustard yellow seats, he insisted just a few minutes ago he loved passionately just to hear Jin’s voice go high in indignation, and let himself admire his boyfriend for a minute, as he stood in front of the counter and chose the meals they will try this time. Then he grinned, took out his phone, downloaded a few pictures from the camera and send them to Jungkook in a small story of them taking a picture, looking at each other, snogging and then a camera falling. And then sat back and waited for the indignant messages from the younger boy about the disgusting display of them treating his camera like this because they’re horny.
As Jin returned, Taehyung showed him the messages with a boxy grin and enjoyed the breathy squeaky laughter, that suddenly echoed all over the relatively full restaurant.
After that, they brought out a binder of the dad jokes they were collecting for the third episode of the JinJokes series on Taehyung’s chanel.