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Grocery shopping was hard.
What made it harder was his roommate Seokjin, who kept adding new things to their already existing and very long list, every five minutes.
This was the third time in just under twenty minutes that Seokjin had called him. And even though Yoongi was starting to get a little irritated, mostly he was just endeared. So damn endeared.
That's what love does to you, he thought. It makes you simp over things no one should simp for.
"Hyung, what now?"
"I just went to our pantry and we're out of cake mix. Add it to the list too Yoongi-ah. You know how I get when I don't get my daily dose of chocolate."
[Of course he knew.
He knew every little thing about his roommate.]
Yoongi replied dutifully, "Okay hyung. Anything else?"
"Nope, that's it. Come back soon."
Operating on autopilot, Yoongi replied, "Sure hyung. Love you. Bye!" and then disconnected the call.
Only when he moved to get the cake mix did he realize what he had just said.
And then proceeded to hyperventilate.
Oh God, what did he do?
Oh God, why did he say that?
Oh wow, he needs to move out asap.