"AHHH!" 

Jimin winced as Hoseok's scream reached his hair. The man ran over to him, his hand buried themselves in the freshly dyed hair. 

"So fluffy! So cute I can't!" He squealed, his fingers reached down to Jimin's cheeks. He squished and pulling them in all directions. Jimin whined for his to let go, it wasn't till Taehyung pried him off until he did. 

"Look Tae Tae Jiminie and I are matching! Cotton candy heads!" 

Taehyung chuckled at Hoseok's excitement. The seventeen year old's hair had also changed, it became a shade lighter of brown. It fell over a red bandanna over his forehead nicely. Hoseok's hair itself had become a color fest on his head, a mixture of many pastel shades lied above. 

"Hey the food is served for you guys." Namjoon called the two boys who quickly rushed to the kitchen. Namjoon chuckled before sitting himself next to Jimin on the sofa. 

"I hope I hadn't scared you with my question, you seemed uneasy." 

Jimin shook his head. "No Hyung, I'm just confused as to why you can't give me a solid reason. I want to know why you'd need those records." 

Namjoon smiled at him, his dimples showing. "I told you it's a secret. I don't tattle."

"But I want to know..." Jimin pouted, he played with his small hands as he did so. Namjoon patted his thigh and said he'd be back soon. Jimin reached for the control of the television once he'd disappear. He pressed down the same button in hopes to find something entertaining enough for the time being. 

He wanted to distract himself of the nervousness in his stomach. He stared at the time of the clock, it was way past the time he was suppose have met Baekhyun. If he had stayed in church at the moment he would be having lunch with his family, listening to brother rambling on about he'd learn in the hour long class. Then his mother would cut him off so that Jimin himself could share his own experience of that same hour. 

The sound of the door rattling brought him out of his thoughts and his eyes to the handle. The door was pushed open to reveal Jungkook. They made eye contact instantly. Jimin waved at the boy but the he did not return the gesture. 

"If he's waving then wave back kid." A voice said from behind him. Jungkook obeyed, he was told to smile so he forced his lips upwards. He walked further into the house with bags at his sides, Yoongi entered right after him. 

"Hi Hyung." Jimin greeted him quietly before turning his attention to his previous focus, the television. Through the corner of his eyes he watched Yoongi approach him, he sat down besides him. 

"Hi baby." He whispered once he was right next to him. He leaned in to kiss his cheek. "You look like a pink cotton ball, I like it." 

Yoongi patted the top of his head softly and slowly, Jimin couldn't help but lean into his touch. He enjoyed the warmth of his hand and desired more of it that he couldn't help but move closer until his head landed on the elder's shoulder. 

"Did Jin do it for you?" He asked. Jimin nodded, he didn't feel like responding with words. Yoongi stayed quiet after that, he played with a pink strand on the boy's head while watching the channels be surfed through. 

"How was your morning?" Jimin asked all the sudden. He let the words escape his mouth involuntarily. 

"My morning? Fine I guess, I woke up with a headache so I sent Jungkook out to get me medicine. I showered, ate some food and came here. What about you baby, how was church?" 

Jimin took Yoongi's hand which dangled from his shoulder, he played with his fingers. "Fine I guess. Boring as always, I left to take care of you but I saw you were well attended."

Jimin expected the older man to hesitate to answer but he didn't. He respond rather quickly. 

"You left church for me? I'm more important than Jesus? Man do I feel special." He chuckled which led Jimin to do so as well. "You should have awoken me baby, we could have gone for breakfast." 

"Jungkook was there for you to do that with." Jimin retorted. 

"Yes but Kookie doesn't cook for me like you do and I'd rather have you as my cook." He said, leaning in closer to his ear. 

"If not I wouldn't have mind having you for breakfast." 

Jimin eyes widened. He turned to Yoongi who was smiling, "I was joking."

"Joking?" Jin peered from the kitchen. "Are we telling jokes cause I have some great ones." 

"No your jokes are terrible." Yoongi said. Jin rolled his eyes before disappearing back into the room. "As I was saying, I just had a headache that's all." 

Jimin hummed, he stopped his finger from pressing down on the same button it had been for some time. He watched the television quietly, his hands both on his lap now. Every now and then his eyes would be drawn to Yoongi, his eyelids struggled to stay in their place. 

"Hyung are you tired?" Jimin whispered. He was unsure of whether or not the man was asleep, he didn't want to wake him if he was. By the sudden jerk of his body he assumed he was. 

"Me? No no no of course not. I was just resting my eyes." 

"Yeah sure." Jungkook said. He walked the hardwood floor towards the door without sparing them a glance. His hands reached the knob but before he could turn it Namjoon's head poked out of the kitchen. 

"Where do you think you're going?" He said, his eyebrow raised. 

"To a friend's." He said, clearly annoyed. Namjoon lifted his finger and motioned for him to come closer. The boy rolled his eyes and stomped his foot. "What?" 

"Don't give me attitude kid, did you eat?" 

"He did." Yoongi joined their conversation. "I took him out for brunch Joon, let him go. Kookie take your book bag, you better finish your homework there." 

Jungkook's eyes flickered to the couple on the sofa, he stared at Jimin before looking to Yoongi. The older man motioned for him the opposite direction, the boy obeyed. He turned around and rushed back to wherever in the house he'd come from.

Namjoon shook his head disapprovingly. "I don't understand why he only listens to you without a bride or scare. Jin has to threaten him to get him to do things." 

Yoongi shrugged, Namjoon disappeared once more. "Say baby what are you doing after this?" 

Jimin looked at the clock. "Probably dying, why?" 

Yoongi chuckled at his joke, he kissed the side of his head. "Why don't we go do something fun?"

Jimin pulled away, he looked at him then the clock. His eyes stayed on the time, his usual routine ran through his head. Now he'd be in the living room with his family watching some religious movie his mother had picked out for them claiming it had 'valuable life lessons'. He didn't want to do that anymore, the thought of doing so made him want to puke. 

"I'd like that better." He said and stood. He stretch his hand out to Yoongi who took it in his with a smirk on his face. 

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Snow day today, great time to ignore all my hw and work on updates so that tomorrow at school I can have several panic attacks. 

Hope you enjoyed!

{Ciel1l}