"I am back, peasants!" Hoseok exclaimed with multiple shopping bags hung on his outstretched arms and three luggage bags behind him.

He was in the doorway with an impressive twenty Gucci bags. 

"Shhhhh," Jin hushed. "Sloth and Taehyung are sleeping."

"Alright, I'll keep quiet. My growing boy needs his nap and well, Sloth is Sloth." Hoseok said while passing out the bags. "This is for you, Gluttony. And for you, Lust. Wrath come here and get yours. Oh can't miss out on Envy's, can we? And then there's Sloth's set of pajamas, this is for me, these are for TaeTae, and oops none for Pride."

"Why's there none for Kookie?" Taehyung asked while rubbing the sleep away from his eyes and closing the bedroom door quietly. He pressed his hand on his hair which was poking out in different directions. He waddled towards Hoseok and hugged him, "thank you and welcome back, Hyung."

Hoseok cooed and planted a kiss to Taehyung's crown, "aww I miss my sweetheart."

"Let me keep these and I will be right back." Taehyung said as he darted to the second floor and into his bedroom on the first floor.

"Now jump," Hoseok said once Taehyung is back at the living room. He obediently hopped up with his legs around Hoseok's waist, who walked towards the couch and plopped down.

Hoseok answered Taehyung's question from before, "Pride doesn't need clothes from Gucci since he is the head fashion designer of a high-end brand himself. More importantly, I don't like his face."

"It's the thought that counts, hyung." Taehyung mumbled as he snuggled into Hoseok's neck, finding a comfortable position.

"You're saying that when he was mean to you today, TaeTae?" Jimin asked.

"What's this? What's going on?" Hoseok asked.

"It's nothing..." Taehyung murmured and tried to hide his face into Hoseok's shoulder, instantly reminded of his embarrassment from earlier.

Wrath told them all about what happened in school today, and loud voices filled the living room.

"This Jieun left you behind instead of her boyfriend? You?? That girl's got poor taste." Jennie shook her head.

"Who is this Bobby and where can I find him to fight him? Should I knock him down with my Lamborghini?" Hoseok pondered.

"WRATH JUST HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO THINK OF THE CONSEQUENCES AND TO DO SOMETHING GOOD FOR ONCE!?" Jin screeched as he tugged Jimin's ear until it turned red at the tip.

"Stop, stop! Pride already choked me in school." Jimin whined while he pried Jin's fingers off his ears.

"It sure is lively today," Namjoon said to Jungkook as he took off his shoes at the doorway. They had both just returned from work and met at the door.

"It has been noisy since Taehyung happened." Jungkook huffed. Fifteen years and he is still unused to being greeted with a ruckus. Back in hell, he could mope in the comfort of the silent darkness.

"Why don't you just go up to the girl and ask her to be your girlfriend?" Jennie asked Taehyung.

"Ah, no, like I've told Jimin, I admire her but I don't like like her. Anyway what's there about me that anyone would like? I'm not beautiful like all of you..." Taehyung said as his voice got smaller. "Or talented like Kookie, Hoseok hyung and Namjoon hyung. Or mysterious and attractive like Yoongi hyung and Jennie noona. Or funny and wise like Jin hyung. Or carefree and cute like Jimin hyung. I'm just... I'm just plain old me."

Hoseok frowned.

Namjoon grinned at the praise, dimples on full display. He always had a thing for comparing himself to others and hearing Taehyung's heartfelt compliment about him alongside Pride and Greed - both very successful men in their fields - made his day.

Yoongi had woken up earlier and managed to sit against the bedroom door. He smiled at Taehyung's words before dozing back to dreamland in the middle of his words, legs poking out behind the couch.

Jennie ruffled Taehyung's hair. How does this kid not see how beautiful he is, inside and out?

"Awww thank you, this is why you are my favourite," Jin said as he tried to pinch Taehyung's cheeks but his hands were swatted away by Hoseok.

Jimin had simply wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist and stuck to him like a Koala.

"This is why she doesn't like you." Jungkook said as he walked to the spot behind Hoseok and Taehyung. "You don't even like yourself, how do you expect others to like you?"

"Hey, don't say that," Hoseok chided. "This is why I didn't get you anything from Gucci's latest collection."

"I don't need such things," Jungkook said as he climbed the stairs behind the couch to the second floor where his room is at.

"Stuck-up," they all except Namjoon, Taehyung and Yoongi said at the same time.

Taehyung bit down on his trembling lip and he hid his teary eyes by turning to face away from the others. Why does Jungkook always strike a chord?

Jungkook looked at Taehyung's face which was facing the staircase and he turned away.

This living on earth thing is inconvenient. His heart never had these sudden painful twinges back in hell. Jungkook sighed and entered his room.

What is this? Why is there a small Gucci bag on his bed when Hoseok said that he didn't get him anything?

Jungkook opened the bag to see a classy silver tie-clip. With his understanding of everyone in this house, there is only one person who would give him this. Taehyung.

Jungkook clutched his chest. Perhaps he should see a doctor.

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