"Don't worry, Noona... I'll be fine. Stop crying now." Hoseok said shakily while wiping his older sister's stray tears. His older sister, Jiwoo smiled and hugged her Dongsaeng who was leaving Gwangju for Seoul to pursue his dreams as a stylist.

"Promise me, you will call me every day whenever you're free. If you need anything, just tell me. If you
want to come back, I'll be right here, waiting for you, yeah?" Jiwoo caressed his cheek. Hoseok melted in the warm contact.

"Saranghae, Noona..." He murmured against his sister's neck as he buried his head in.

"Nado Saranghaeyo, Seokie... Take care. Don't wanna get late..." In what seemed like a blink of an eye, Jiwoo saw her only brother's car vanish by the corner. "Oh, God. Please take care of him..." She prayed before she headed inside.

The house felt so silent without Hoseok. The hyperactive boy shouting and goofing around. So many memories flashed in front of Jiwoo's eyes as she engulfed the loneliness in the Jung Siblings' Household. She felt her tears streaming down her cheeks as she saw her polaroid pictures with Hoseok hanging in her room.

"I'm going to miss this dork so much..." She choked in a sob as she looked out of her window, at the back yard of their house where she shared so many memories with her lovely Dongsaeng. She smiled fondly as she saw the swing, imagining that she sat on it while her Dongsaeng pushed her. Both giggling like idiots.

Suddenly the clouds rumbled loudly.

"It's gonna rain. Looks like nature is also sad about Hobi going away... He is such a Sunshine after all." She smiled sadly while big droplets of rain fell on the window glass making pitter-patter sounds.

Hoseok was sad and happy at the same time. He felt happy because he was going to pursue his dreams soon, but for now, he felt heartbroken. His sister living away from him, all alone in a big ass house. The thought made his dreamy eyes pool tears. He sniffled them back while wiping the stray ones.

He will surely miss his sister no matter how much she scolded him or smacked him on his butt.

"You really love your sister, don't you Sir?" The driver suddenly spoke up. Hoseok perked his head up as he was resting it on the car window.

"I do. She is my only family..." He saw the man smiling sadly by the rear mirror before looking outside.

Raindrops...

It was raining.

Maybe nature is mad at me for leaving Noona alone...

"Don't worry about your sister, sir. She is a strong lady. She'll take care of herself." The driver said. A question rose in Hoseok's curious mind.

"How can you tell?"

"You see, sir. I've been picking her up from work and sometimes, dropped her off too. She is a real sweetheart. She would always pay me more than the actual fare and even once we were caught by some thugs. Instead of protecting herself by running, she faced them. Without any hesitation... She'll handle herself. Don't worry..." He said, with a fond smile.

"When did this happen?"

"About two weeks ago... Don't you know?"

"This is the reason, her collarbone was slit!" Hoseok exclaimed. "Ouf! I should've pressured her to tell me! Argh!" He groaned in annoyance.

"Sir, calm down. She is fine and safe now." The driver said calmly. Hoseok felt like he was the worst brother in the whole wide world. He couldn't protect his sister.

"I really don't deserve her." He mumbled, thinking the driver didn't hear him but he was wrong.

"Sir, she is probably the best sister you can get while for her you're literally the best brother." The driver smiled reassuringly.

"Maybe... I still feel bad though..." The driver chuckled. The whole ride was silent as Hoseok watched the outside.

Raindrops sliding down the window, blurring the glass. He saw blurred trees as their car passed them. Hoseok sighed heavily as his memories with his sister flashed in front of his eyes.

Walking hand in hand, having movie nights, cooking and sometimes baking together, going shopping together, twinning clothes, cuddling and all the fun things siblings did.

Hoseok was sad...

Very sad...

This was quite unusual for a hyperactive, sunshine boy, who didn't sit still even for a split second.

He took out his phone from his jacket. He turned the screen on and tapped his passcode and went straight to his phone gallery. All the pictures with his Noona. He smiled fondly at them as he swiped.

A picture came up where he and his noona were at the beach splashing water.

Another picture where he and his noona were at the carnival.

Another picture where he and his noona were sitting in a cat cafe with cats all around them.

A tear fell over his noona's face on his phone. He wiped it away with his thumb pad.

Last night, when he was packing with Jiwoo, he almost cancelled going to Seoul after Jiwoo said him to stay back.

"Seokie! You cannot cancel just like that! This is your dream! You are about you achieve it after years of hard work! I was just saying it." She scolded while taking his phone away from him.

"Honestly Noona, I don't wanna leave you. I really wanna stay with you but I will miss you so much and after knowing that I won't be able to meet you for like whole two years, I can't... I love you, Noona." Hoseok's eyes pooled with warm, salty tears. He let them fall by blinking slightly.

"I love you even more! I can't believe the fact that you really grew up." Jiwoo shakily said while wiping his tears with her sweater paws. The statement made Hoseok laugh. He hugged his sister firmly.

"Now come on, you big baby. Stop crying and finish your packing." Jiwoo patted his shoulder and started to fold his clothes.

Hoseok was smiled at the thought of last night when that happened.

The car ride was long and very tiring but kind of calming as he saw rainfall and the greenery outside being lively. The grey skies became pitch black as night came down. The skies were lighting up at times.

He was in awe when he saw Seoul from the Jamsu Bridge. The lights were looking so pretty as they lit up the city. He took some pictures of the scene in front of his glistening hopeful eyes.

"Sir, will you kindly tell me the exact address again?" The driver kindly asked and he immediately checked his phone. He was about to live with a boy in a house like a roommate.

"Oh! Yeah sure! It's 214-7, Gonghangtawo, Samseong 1 il-dong, Gangnam-gu."

"Wow! You're about to live in one of the most expensive neighbourhoods in Seoul." The driver chuckled. Hoseok forced out a smile.

He was surely rich but didn't show off. According to him, acting like a filthy rich ass didn't match with his personality.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a house. It was small but pretty big for two people. The guards came and opened the door for the car to get in.

Hoseok got off as soon as the car stopped. His limbs were stiff, so he stretched a bit to loosen them. He took out his phone and quickly texted his sister about him reaching Seoul safely.

He went to the doorstep of the house and rang the bell, waiting for someone to come and open it. He was beyond tired. Now all he was thinking about is sleep.

He again rang the bell but didn't get a response.

Is anyone home?

The lights were on then why isn't anyone opening the door? He was getting impatient. He decided that he will open the door himself if the person inside doesn't open it. He is waiting for the last seven minutes after all!

He rang the bell one last time and finally the door opened before he did. The door opened, revealing a very handsome brunette with blond hair, his hair was ruffled, so was his pastel blue pyjamas with anime like cats scattered around. His eyes had a slight... panic.

Cute...

"Hi! I'm Jung Hoseok. I suppose you are Taehyung...?" Hoseok asked with a warm yet tired smile on his handsome features. Taehyung felt himself gazing at the brunette standing in front of him.

Plump lips. Brown doe eyes. Sharp jawline. Toned figure. Cute yet pointed nose and the list goes on...

He got out of his trance after Hoseok called him by his name...

His voice is so soothing...

"Sir, are you Taehyung?" Hoseok asked, wearily. Certainly very tired from his long journey. Taehyung gasped and nodded vigorously. He opened the door wide for Hoseok to get in along with his guards with his luggage. "It's nice to meet you, Taehyung." Taehyung smiled as he saw the handsome brunette extend his hand to shake.

Taehyung hesitantly accepted his hand. They both thought the same thing when their hands collided.

His hand is so warm and soft...

Taehyung blushed furiously as he made eye contact with the man in front who had smiled at him with a certain warmness.

"Mind showing me my room? I'm very tired from the journey." Hoseok quietly asked, feeling a bit nervous after he saw the blond brunette staring at him in awe while he took off his shoes and kept them aside.

Taehyung mumbled a silent 'oops' before indicating Hoseok to follow him by waving his hand. Taehyung walked up to the stairs and climbed up the stairs, following Hoseok. The guards behind them with the luggage.

Hoseok saw all the photo frames. In all of them, he saw aesthetic things but they were all baby stuff like pacifiers, thigh highs, cat ears and a purple cat. He found them adorable.

Taehyung's socked feet stopped in front of a white door. He twisted the doorknob and it creaked open, revealing a big ass bedroom with pale blue walls with white scribbles designed on. The room had a king-sized bed with white bedding and a beautiful wooden deck by the vast glass window, linen grey curtains hanging by its sides. It had a balcony with chairs and a small coffee table.

They walked in and Hoseok took off his black jacket, placed it on the bed and straight went to the balcony to see the view outside. It was mesmerising. Since it was nighttime, the sky was covered with dark grey clouds with lightning flashing now and then. The city could be seen from the balcony. How beautiful it looked to Hoseok!

Suddenly, he heard someone clearing their throat. He turned around and saw the blond brunette, looking away as soon as he made eye contact with Hoseok. A slightly pink shade creeping on his smooth cheeks.

Why am I finding him so cute?

Taehyung walked in, Hoseok understood that there's more to see in the room. Taehyung led Hoseok to a sliding door and opened it with a small smile before walking into the room.

The room's light automatically turned on and Hoseok was awestruck. It was a walk-in closet.

He could see some branded clothes hanging in their respective compartments.

He saw Gucci at the right beginning. Shoes, belts, jackets, t-shirts were beautifully arranged in the compartment. There were other brands like Dior, Chanel, Mastermind, Visvim and even Louis Vuitton.

Is this his closet or...?

"Um, Taehyung? Is this your closet?" Taehyung turned to him and shook his head as no. He pointed at Hoseok, making the brown head understand that it was his closet...

"All of these clothes, shoes... These are...?" Hoseok asked, being unsure and obviously shocked. Taehyung simply nodded with a big smile. Hoseok saw Taehyung taking out an envelope from one of the compartments. Taehyung slowly walked to Hoseok, still not making eye contact. He handed the white envelope to the brunette and stepped back.

Hoseok opened the envelope delicately and took out the piece of paper inside.

He felt warm after what he read-

Dear Roommate,

I know you are pretty shocked to see all of these branded clothes already here. I never lived with a roommate before and I basically prefer staying alone at times but these days, I'm feeling lonely. So, I wanted a person who can at least stay with me.

I never had any friends because of some personal reasons, thus I'm very lonely. All these things present in this closet, are basically mine, I want to share all these with you. This is just small gratitude for coming into this house.

I really hope, we'll be good friends or maybe best friends...

With love,
Taehyung...

"Can I hug you?" Hoseok bluntly asked out. Taehyung was a bit taken aback by the sudden remark. His eyes widen as Hoseok stared at him with tears brimming in his brown eyes.

Taehyung hesitantly walked closer to Hoseok and leaned in. Hoseok engulfed the blond brunette in a warm and firm hug. Taehyung didn't know what to do. He was debating between pushing him away and staying like this for a while.

He finally decided to stay like this for a while. He felt warm and fuzzy as Hoseok held him in his warm arms. He felt like not to leave him, ever...

After a while, Hoseok pulled back and smiled at Taehyung.

"Don't worry, Taehyung. We'll be best friends..." Hoseok winked and Taehyung smiled widely with hope glistening in his beautifully uneven eyes. "But, why didn't you hug me back?" They both saw the frown on their faces. Taehyung turned his face away making Hoseok's chest tighten.

He probably didn't like my hug...

"It's okay. You don't have to answer." Taehyung nodded slightly and made his way outside. He went to the door, twisted the doorknob, opening the door. He turned around and saw Hoseok standing by the closet door. Taehyung bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him.

I'm such a disappointment to everyone...

Taehyung went to his room and closed the door behind him. He eyed his pastel purple walls with cute stars doodled on. His bed was neatly done with light purple bed sheets and stuffies scattered. He had a huge basket of toys in the corner of the room. The ceiling was littered with glowing stars.

He took his favourite stuffie, which was a cute cat with hazel eyes and purple fur. He named it Tata...

He lay on his king-sized bed, clutching Tata to his chest. He opened the bedside table and took out his favourite pacifier before popping it in his mouth, sucking softly after taking a deep breath and exhaling heavily.

He felt tears prickling in his brown innocent eyes. He let his pacifier fall off his lips.

"Tata? Do you know how to hug?" Taehyung asked innocently. He took the silence as an answer. "Oh! You dunno? Issok." He petted the head of his stuffed cat.

He sat up and placed the stuffed cat on his lap. He took his pacifier and popped it in his mouth.

"Tata! Do you know? I ha'be a woo'mwate! His name iss Hoseok. He vewy han'tam!" Taehyung squealed behind his binkie. He plopped behind on his fluffy ocean of soft white duvets with his stuffie in his arms. "Tata! He says he be fwien's wif me! Bes' fwien's!"

He was so happy but a thought came into his mind and a frown formed on his cute yet handsome features.

"Bu'f Tata, he dunno 'bout me. He dunno I wittlwe..." Tears were threatening to fall off his brown doe eyes. "If he knows, he hwate me. I no wike hwate. I wan' wuv."

He sniffled as his tears fell off his eyes. He hugged his stuffie, Tata and sobbed quietly.

"Me wan' wuv... No hwate pwease..." He cried, regressing into deeper headspace. He cried until he fell asleep.

Hoseok on the other hand was hella tired. He went to the shower and saw it was pastel blue with white flowers. The bathroom had a big bathtub and separate space for one to shower and it was surrounded by blurred glass. He took his grooming range and settled them in the bathroom cabinets.

He stripped from his outfit which he was wearing the whole day. He stood under the showerhead and let the warm waterfall on his body, washing away the fatigue as water droplets hit his toned slender body.

He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist, his v-line completely visible. He went to the closet and took out a set of Prussian blue silk nightwear after doing his nightly routine.

He took his phone from the nightstand and unlocked it. He dialled Jiwoo's number and waited for her to answer while going to the balcony.

"Yeobsehyo? Seokie?" His sister soft voice came into his ears. He smiled.

"Yeobsehyo Noona. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing bad. I miss you so much! The house feels so empty without you. I'm literally imaging that you are here, goofing around but you aren't..." His Jiwoo Noona's voice cracked at the end, breaking Hoseok's delicate heart.

"Aww, Noona! Don't cry! You'll make me cry." He said, attempting to lighten up the mood. Jiwoo chuckled and sniffled back her tears.

"Now you tell me. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing great! My roommate is a real sweetheart. He is rich too. He literally bought me branded clothes, shoes, belts and you name it! Gucci, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Dior... Like seriously!" He exclaimed excitedly. Jiwoo laughed from the other side.

"He probably likes you. Be good with him. By the way, your other stuff will be there by tomorrow."

"Okay, Noona!" He ended his sentence with a yawn. Jiwoo immediately understood that he is tired and told him to rest.

"Okay, Noona. I'll try to video call you tomorrow, yeah?"

"Okay!" Suddenly Hoseok heard a male voice from the background of Jiwoo. He didn't understand what the anonymous man said but yes, he heard him.

"Noona? Is someone at home?" Hoseok asked. His bold voice laced with concern.

"Oh yeah! He is my co-worker at the coffee shop. He's more like my best friend."

"Be careful. I don't trust him." Jiwoo laughed at his sudden concern and protective nature.

"Same to you..."

"Noona! I don't have some co-worker with me!"

"But you got a boy with you..." Sarcasm was laced in Jiwoo's tone.

"Noona, that's irrelevant..." Hoseok chuckled.

"Haha! Anyways, get some rest. We'll talk tomorrow..."

"Okay. Bye Noona! I love you!"

"I love you too, Seokie..." She hung up. Hoseok chuckled, walking into his room and keeping his phone on the nightstand after plugging the charger in. He laid down on the bed, letting the mattress sink his body in. He pulled the duvets on his cold body and turned off the lights to let slumber take over his tired silhouette.

The dark grey clouds were pushed away by the morning sunshine as they rose high in the sky.

Hoseok woke up, feeling fresh as ever. He sat up and stretched his stiff body and let his feet touch the cold floor, curling his toes at the sudden cold touch.

He went to the bathroom, did his morning routine and got out with a towel hanging on his shoulders. He wanted to change from his night outfit to something comfy.

He walked into the closet and took out a pale yellow hoodie and black sweatpants. He brushed his hair and let his bangs fall on his forehead. He felt satisfied with his outfit of the day. He took a mirror selfie to post it on Instagram.

His fans really loved him!

He went downstairs and saw no one. He did understand that Taehyung is still not awake. So, he decided to give himself a house tour himself because he had a feeling that Taehyung won't do it.

He went to the kitchen was awestruck. The kitchen was beautiful with everything modern. He noticed the door he opened it and saw the backyard.

Trees with birds chirping, bushes with bloomed flowers. It felt like a complete spring even though it was monsoon season. Hoseok took a deep breath, taking in the pleasant smell of after-rain nature.

He came back inside and closed the door. He went to other parts of the house, checking out the rooms. The house overall had two extra bedrooms which Hoseok took as guest rooms. The other two were his and Taehyung's.

He saw a brown door at the end of the hallway and went to check it. He tried to twist the doorknob. The keyword here is 'tried' because it was locked.

He huffed and went back to the living space. He noticed that he doesn't have anything to do, so he decided to make breakfast for Taehyung and him.

He wanted to make pancakes, so he searched the cabinet and found all the ingredients present which he needed. He smiled to himself and mixed up all the ingredients together. He took out a pan from the cupboard and put it on the stove.

He hummed an unknown tone as he worked.

Taehyung woke up with a throbbing headache. He groaned as the sunlight harshly hit his eyes, forcing him to get and start the day. Taehyung let his feet touch the cold hardwood floor but he curled his toes at the sudden cold touch. He left Tata under duvets thinking he might feel cold.

He went to the bathroom and did his business before doing his morning routine and walk out of the room, still i his purple night pyjamas. He walked down the stairs and by the time he reached the living space, a very sweet smell hit his nose.

Smells like pancakes!

He speed-walked to the kitchen and saw a man by the sink, washing whatever he used for breakfast. He turned around and smiled warmly at Taehyung.

"Good morning, Taehyung! I made breakfast. Join in!" Hoseok beamed like the sun. Taehyung flashed his boxy smile for the first time and Hoseok thought he fell in a pit called to love as he saw the boy sit on one of the stools.

He is so effortlessly beautiful!

He intently saw Taehyung take a bite in the mouth of the pancakes which was topped with honey and some strawberries Hoseok found in the fridge.

Hoseok's eyes shined with happiness as he saw Taehyung shove more pancakes in his mouth. He smiled fondly at the blond brunette while having breakfast.

"Was it good?" Hoseok asked and Taehyung nodded with a lovely smile tugged on his pink plush lips.

Can he not talk?

He decided not to ask him the question, presuming that he might hurt him because the blondie look too soft as he was curiously watching a ladybug that sat on his finger.

"I'll go to my room. If you need me, I'm in my room." Hoseok stated before walking out of the dining space. Taehyung waved at him in tiny. Hoseok chuckled and waved back. He found it very cute.

He is such a cute baby...

But did he know, that he really is a baby on the inside?

One week passed and Hoseok is really busy with work. Yes, he got into an agency where he will style celebrities as their personal stylist.

"Hyung? I want to wear something comfortable... Not too heavy and not too simple..." Jimin, a model of the brand Chanel called out for Hoseok as he was rummaging through the hanging clothes.

"Comfortable... Hmm... Okay! How about this?" Hoseok asked taking out a turtle neck sweater with a white jacket. Jimin didn't really like it.

"Hyung, something else..." Jimin said quietly. Hoseok nodded with a warm smile and again started rummaging in the clothes. This time, he took out a white Chanel hoodie with black ripped jeans.

"How about this? No one can say no to these classics..." Hoseok said proudly. Jimin was a bit unsure. Jimin surely knew Hoseok isn't feeling like working today. He is awkwardly quiet as he knows he is quite a hyperactive boy to stay silent like this.

"Hyung, is everything okay? I can tell you're not feeling like working today..." Jimin asked quietly, being concerned, he rested his hand on Hoseok's shoulder. Hoseok sighed deeply plopping on the chair present in the green room.

"It's just- Ugh! How do I say this?!" He grew frustrated while debating with his mind about should he tell Jimin or not.

"Hyung... You can trust me. I promise I won't tell anyone." Jimin assured with a warm and friendly manner. Hoseok looked up to the pink-haired boy.

"It's been a whole week since I'm here and been living with this boy in a house." Jimin nodded as the brown head continued. "That boy barely talks. He doesn't even make eye contact. Like this is hella awkward. He acts like there's some weird sexual tension between us. He literally locks himself in his bedroom and doesn't come out if it isn't time to eat or something. He said that he wants to be friends but if he doesn't talk with me, how will I be able to be friends with him? When the first time, I hugged him for something, he didn't hug me back! This is really making me frustrated..." He sighed, feeling tears prickling in the rims of his beautiful brown eyes.

Jimin felt bad for him. He wanted to help but he didn't know-how. All he could say was, "It's gonna be okay, Hyung. Let him get a bit free with you." Hoseok nodded sniffling back his tears. "Oh yeah! Hyung... Whenever you are together-" Hoseok listened to him intently. "Ask him questions, he will have to answer with his mouth. Like you know, how do I explain-"

"It's fine, Jiminie... I gotcha. Thanks for soothing me. My heart is feeling light now..." Hoseok smiled. Jimin smiled widely, his eyes turning into two cute crescent moons. He leaned in to hug the older, which the brunette returned happily.

"Now Hyung! Show me some clothes. I have a date with Min Yoongi today." They both burst out in giggles. Hoseok felt a bit less frustrated for the rest of the day.

He was tired when he returned home. He unlocked the door to see Taehyung sleeping on the couch in an ocean of blankets with the television on. Dooly the Little Dinosaur was on...?

He was watching cartoons?

He went closer to the sleeping boy and he melted at the sight of the boy.

Drool was wetting up the blanket as his cheeks were squished and his plush lips were parted. He smiled fondly. He was about to walk away when he heard a small whimper coming from the sleeping boy.

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows. He turned to the boy and crouched down to level him. Taehyung's brows were knitted together and he was fidgeting uncomfortably. Taehyung's whimpering got louder, he gripped the blankets like he will tear them apart.

Hoseok didn't understand that the blondie was having a bad dream but when he did, he nudged the boy's shoulder slowly. Taehyung was crying in his sleep at this point and Hoseok was panicking.

"Taehyung, wake up. You're having a bad dream. Taehyung!" He nudged the boy's small frame softly. Taehyung was mumbling something inaudible to the brown head. Hoseok continued to shake the boy until he heard something which shocked him and moreover broke his heart...

"Pwease, no hwate me. I be good boy..."

Hoseok understood that he was seeing something about his past but why did he talk like a small kid?

"Taehyung... Wake up!" He said a bit loudly. Taehyung immediately opened his eyes and sat up. He moved away from Hoseok and covered his small body with the duvets and breathed heavily. "Taehyung? Are you okay? Did you have a bad dream?" Hoseok was concerned about his roommate, no. Friend.

Hoseok extended his hand to hold his shoulder but Taehyung threw the duvets over Hoseok, making him stumble back and fall on his butt. Taehyung sprinted to the stairs and banged the damn door shut of his room. He searched for Tata but couldn't find him. Tears stained his rosy smooth cheeks. Then reality hit him.

Tata is downstairs with Hoseok!

He couldn't gather the courage to even the door, let alone go back downstairs to get back Tata.

Hoseok back downstairs was sitting dumbfounded on the floor with duvets on his lap.

"What the actual fuck just happened?!" He whisper shouted. He stood up and was about to walk upstairs to his room but something came under his foot, making him slip a bit but he caught his balance and stood straight. He thought his soul left his body for a split second.

He looked down to find the culprit which made him slip and almost lose his soul and found a purple cat. He picked it up and inspected it a bit. He recognised it as one of the purple stuffies photos on the frames by the staircase.

"Who's could it be? Taehyung is really not a kid anymore to play with stuffies." He murmured. He was getting a feeling that it might be Taehyung's.

He heard footsteps by the stairs and looked up to see Taehyung gasp and run back upstairs.

Hoseok really needed to talk to him now. How long will he stay silent and not talk?!

He walked up the stairs and straight went in front of Taehyung's room. He knocked on the door softly only to hear a muffled gasp from inside.

He is literally hiding something from me.

"Taehyung, open the door! I need to talk to you!" Hoseok said, expecting the blond brunette to open the door but he got no response. It was pin-drop silence for a minute. Hoseok was getting impatient. "Taehyung, for God sakes' open the damn door before I start banging on it!" He said being a bit angrier. His patience was at its peak now.

He was about to knock again but the door clicked open, revealing a nervous yet scared blond-haired boy, staring at the ground. Hoseok's eyes softened at the sight.

Maybe I took it too far...

"Is this yours?" He asked firmly. Taehyung was terrified of the brunette sudden remark but replied with a slight nod. "You want it?" Taehyung nodded, not looking up at the man in front.

Hoseok handed it to Taehyung without any further questions. Taehyung took and banged the door right on Hoseok's face. Hoseok was shocked.

"What the fuck?" He cursed before huffing and retreating to his room.

He didn't feel like taking a shower or doing his nightly routine. He just washed his face and changed his clothes. He wore a Celine white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.

He talked with his Noona for some time and told her what happened.

"You shouldn't have shouted at the boy, Hoseok. He might think that you are a bad guy."

"But Noona, I was getting anxious! Not my fault. End of discussion." He huffed while his Jiwoo Noona sighed.

"Hoseok, anger is not a good remark when you have a very delicate hearted person in front."

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't apologise to me. Apologise to Taehyung. He is hurt, not me."

"Okay, Noona."

"It's getting late. Get some rest, yeah?"

"Yeah. Good night! I love you!"

"I love you too!" He hung up. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He bit his lips and laid on his bed, pulling the covers over his body. He let slumber take over him.

He was sleeping heavily until he heard someone crying. He squinted his eyes open and took his phone from the nightstand to check the time.

3:07 AM

It was raining outside. Thunders and lightning were glowing up the pitch-black night now and then. He groaned but he shrieked when he heard the cries louder. He was completely awake now. He kicked his duvets away from his body and slightly shivered when the cold atmosphere hit his body. He shook it off and speed-walked out of his room.

He was by the staircase when he noticed the crying sounds were coming from-

"Taehyung's room?"

He wasted no time and went to his door. He didn't knock on the door, being worried about his roommate being hurt or something.

"Taehyung?! Are you okay?" He asked, being panicked. He saw a big lump on the bed, shaking violently. He didn't bother to look around the room to find things weird.

Taehyung continued to cry loudly as another thunder crashed. It felt like it felt right outside, on the balcony. Hoseok himself felt scared, it was obvious for Taehyung to get scared.

"Taehyung?" Hoseok called out. Taehyung peeked from under the covers with tears stained on his rosy cheeks. Hoseok walked to him and sat beside him. He didn't fail to notice that Taehyung's bed was softer than his.

He turned the lights on and turned to Taehyung. He delicately pulled the duvets away from Taehyung's head. Taehyung's hiccups broke Hoseok's, soft heart.

"Hey hey! Taehyung. I'm here. Don't feel scared, okay?" Taehyung looked up at the brunette with puppy dog eyes and pouty lips. Hoseok wanted to coo out loud but he was having a hard time controlling himself.

He pulled the blond brunette in his arms, trying to calm him down. After some time, Taehyung's hiccups died down to small sniffles and cute silent snores. He fell asleep on his chest. He was about to shift him on his bed but Taehyung had a tight grip on his t-shirt.

Hoseok attempted to loosen the grip but it only tighten and finally, he gave up on trying. He was feeling a bit uncomfortable in the position he was in, so he moved himself a bit, being as steady as possible, fearing that he will wake up the peacefully sleeping boy.

He still couldn't get comfy, so he slid his hands under Taehyung's legs and shifted him further on the bed and covered his body with the soft duvets, Taehyung's firm grip still on his shirt. He was beyond shocked when he felt that Taehyung is very light compared to his height and age. He sighed and slid under the duvets.

He turned off the lights by the nightstand and pulled the sleeping blondie closer to his chest as he saw another lightning struck outside. He knew it will cause a very loud sound. He covered Taehyung's ears with his slender and warm hands while the clouds rumbled violently.

The brown brunette looked down at the blonde one. He smiled fondly as Taehyung slept like a baby on his well-toned chest. His hands clutching the purple cat stuffie. He felt himself drifting off to dreamland.

Soon, morning came up and the sky cleared, revealing the sweet sunshine to peek through Taehyung's lovely room.

Taehyung felt a firm grip around his torso. He brought his hand and rubbed his burning eyes with his fist to make his vision clear. He looked up and saw a very handsome man staring down at him with a warm, soft smile crept on his ethereal face.

"Good morning... Did you sleep well?" He asked with a bold, husky voice, sending chills down Taehyung's spine. Taehyung jolted up and moved away from Hoseok, breathing heavily. "Hey! Hey! I didn't do anything. You were crying last night, during the thunderstorm, so I came here to help you out and go back to my room but you happened to sleep on my chest and didn't seem to leave me. So, yeah..." Hoseok explained. Taehyung felt guilty for making Hoseok stay with him the whole night.

Taehyung whispered a small, almost inaudible 'sorry' without making eye contact with the brown head. Hoseok pursed his lips in a thin line and stood up to go back to his room.

He was about to walk away but he turned around and said, "I'm sorry about last night, though. By the way, your room is as cute as you..." and closed the door quietly, leaving a dumbfounded Taehyung back.

"Oh, Taehyungie! You are so dummy! He hwate you now but he say I cute. What it mean?" He asked himself. He grabbed Tata and stroked his head, brushing the fur falling on its hazel eyes. "Tata? Hoseok say I cute. What it mean? You know what iss cute?" He made up an answer in his head as the stuffed cat doesn't know what does cute mean.

Hoseok was beyond confused.

Why is his room decorated like a five-year-old?

Why was he acting like a child as well?

Most importantly, why doesn't he talk?!

These questions were giving him a headache as he stood under the showerhead. He cleansed his scalp with his shampoo and his body with his shower gel.

It was his day off. So he wanted to pamper himself a bit.

He got out and wore a hoodie with sweatpants and dried his hair. He decided to get something from the bakery near for breakfast. He wore his shoes and walked to the bakery. He opened the door and had a very pleasant smell of cinnamons. His heart fluttered at the sweet smell.

"Welcome to Blue Side! What can I get for you?" A man with broad shoulders, looking very handsome in his brown apron and his beautiful hazelnut bangs falling on his forehead, beamed. Plump lips, button nose, glistening eyes and warmness radiating off him.

"Hello! What's your special today?" Hoseok smiled.

"Oh! It's Cinnamon rolls with hot chocolate." The man said with a soft smile.

"I'd like to take four Cinnamon rolls and two hot chocolates."

"Of course! Bringing it right away!" The man chirped before sliding away to the kitchen inside.

Hoseok looked around to see couples sitting and chatting, a man tapping the keyboard of his laptops aggressively.

Probably got a lot of work from his boss...

Hoseok chuckled at the thought.

"Sir, here are your cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate." The broad-shouldered man called out. Hoseok took out his card to pay and handed it to the broad-shouldered man.

Hoseok turned around once again, and this time he saw the man with his laptop staring at the broad-shouldered man. The broad-shouldered was staring back, a dark shade of pink creeping on his cheeks. The brown head immediately understood what's happening.

"I see we have a lover boy here," Hoseok smirked, playfully. The hazelnut head blushed even more aggressively.

"What are you saying?!" He exclaimed, nervously and Hoseok laughs.

"You know what I'm saying."

"Your name?" He said changing the topic.

"Jung Hoseok. Mind if I ask yours?" Hoseok chuckled.

"It's Seokjin. Kim Seokjin."

"Why don't you get the guy there? He looks handsome, not gonna lie."

"I don't know how..." Seokjin frowned.

"Take a cup of coffee to him and ask him about his work." Hoseok winked. Seokjin smiled widely and nodded. Hoseok put up his hand for a high five which Seokjin immediately responded before walking out of the bakery with his breakfast.

He got out of the bakery to hear the cloud rumble yet again. He sighed and speed-walked back home. He quietly opened the door and walked in.

"I'm back!" He called out. He saw a head poke out from the corner of the staircase. He smiled and the blond head smiled back. "I brought cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate. You like them?" The blondie ran to Hoseok, wearing his pj's and nodded vigorously with a big smile on his face. Hoseok led themselves to the dining and set their breakfast.

They were having their breakfast quietly until Hoseok took a glance at Taehyung. He couldn't contain his laugh.

He wheezed when he saw Taehyung's face messed up with chocolate. Taehyung was just staring at Hoseok with wide eyes and curiosity as the brunette walked up to him with a tissue. He delicately wiped his mouth.

Hoseok honestly couldn't resist himself kissing the blond brunette's forehead. Taehyung was left dumbfounded.

"You are so cute!" Hoseok exclaimed while ruffling his hair.

Soon they finished their breakfast and were having their hot chocolate by the vast glass window in the dining space. They could see the backyard clearly through that.

Taehyung sipped his hot chocolate little by little as he watched the rain falling off the sky. It was a beautiful moment. But it turned out to be more beautiful for Hoseok.

If you haven't noticed yet, Hoseok was whipped for Taehyung. Practically since day one. He just doesn't know how to tell him. He's basically thinking it's very quick to ask him out since he basically knows nothing about him but his name, Kim Taehyung...

He wanted to talk to him. Make a bond with him. Be best friends and later be lovers. But Taehyung seems to scoot away whenever Hoseok tries to talk to him and this was making him frustrated. He decided to start a conversation but it ends quite awkwardly.

"Do you like the monsoon, Taehyung?" Hoseok asked. No answer but he just nodded. Hoseok frowned thinking he is making a fool out of himself in front of Taehyung, he desperately wanted to ask him and finally, he did.

"Can you not talk?" Taehyung perked his head towards Hoseok and flashed a sad smile.

"Yes. But I'm a little shy..."