Hoseok woke up with a warm weight on his chest. Yoongi was wrapped around him, head resting in the dip of Hoseok's collar. He wanted to stay like this all day, especially since the room was a gloomy grey. Outside his window he could see the cloud cover and the drizzling rain. Yoongi made a noise in the back of his throat, a little gurgle or groan that signaled his waking, and Hoseok brushed at the other's hair fondly.

"Morning," Yoongi rasped, heaving himself upward.

Hoseok smiled widely, following suit and whispering out a bright good morning in return.

While Yoongi brushed his teeth, Hobi ran reconnaissance on the supervisors situation. His parents were both out, a note on the fridge and a text message explaining a case emergency had come up. They didn't know when they'd be back.

"Yoooooooooniiiiiiiie." Hobi sang.

The weather wasn't ideal for a weekend out. The sky was overcast with a chance of heavy rains, even thunderstorms in some areas. So Hoseok planned to make do by having a great time inside.

"Yeah?" Yoongi asked, strapping his overnight bag closed.

"Since we can't go out like i wanted, is there anything you want to do inside?"

Yoongi cast a look towards the window and then to his phone, mumbling something about Jungkook, but he shook himself. "There's lots of inside things to do. We could watch movies, or play games, we could go shopping. Oh. Wait. I have it."

"Okay, what're we doing?" Hobi laughed lightly at the loose train of thought.

"Just drive." Yoongi winked.

In an hour, Hoseok was forced to sit in the car alone outside of the closest grocery store, while Yoongi ran around inside gathering who knew what.

Yoongi waddled back to the car a half hour or so later, arms full with bags and eyes alight with mischeif. Clutching his purchases close to his chest, he directed Hobi to take them home.

Hoseok kept his focus on the road, only sparing Yoongi a few curious glances and telling him where the aux cord was. Yoongi seemed even more delighted at that, plugging his phone in and asking about music Hoseok may or may not be familiar with and artists he liked.

Hoseok listened fondly. He liked most music and generally didn't have any issue vibing with new artists and sounds. Yoongi seemed to like Zico, as he played Bermuda Triangle and Okey Dokey and a few others he didn't recognize by name.

When they pulled into the driveway, Yoongi was out of the car in seconds, bounding up to the door and bouncing impatiently on the balls of his feet. "Let's go Seokie!"

Hobi choked a bit at that, taking care to lock the car before opening the front door. He felt red to the tips of his ears when Yoongi called him that.

"What are you planning for us?" Hobi asked, draping himself over Yoongi's shoulders.

"How do your parents feel about your hair?" Yoongi hummed.

"My hair?"

Yoongi nodded definitively, dragging himself up the stairs under Hobi's weight.

* * * * *

"What. In. The. Hell." Namjoon blinked, scrambling to pull himself back into his window.

Yoongi smirked, eyeing Hobi up as the latter pouted, ruffling his hair self consciously.

"I just wanted a compliment." Hoseok pouted.

"Compliment? I'm over here having a heart attack!" Namjoon crossed his arms. "If I knew you'd look like this I would've made you dye it years ago."

A blush as red as his newly dyed hair crept up Hoseok's neck at the attention. "Yeah, yeah, go back to making out with Jin hyung."

"You love me," Joon winked, closing the window and throwing the pair a kiss.

Yoongi giggled. "It had the desired effect."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah? What was the desired effect?"

Yoongi hummed, reaching out to rake his fingers through Hoseok's new red hair. "Now I just want to kiss you 10 times more."

"Is that a bad thing or a good thing?"

"Neither."

Yoongi pulled Hoseok down to press their lips together, sighing softly. Hoseok's arms wrapped around the smaller instinctively and kept a gentle hold on his waist, rubbing circles over Yoongi's tshirt with the palms of his hands.

When Yoongi broke away he was back to being flushed. "Its time to dye my hair."

The process went much as it had earlier, but with a lot more of Hoseok's laughter. Yoongi giggled everytime Hobi stopped, holding up his gloved hands in the mirror. "It's not my fault!"

When Yoongi's hair was finally rinsed and dried hours later, Hobi had to cover his eyes. "Wow,"

"Is it bad?" Yoongi worried. "I'd always wanted to try blond but I wasn't sure how it would look."

"Nope," Hobi managed. "You're definitely hot."

Blushing, Yoongi pushed at the taller's shoulder playfully. "Let's watch a movie."

"CUDDLES!" Hoseok yelled, tripping over himself to get to the couch.

"I GET TO PICK THE MOVIE!"

"I GET TO BE THE BIG SPOON!"

"OH YOU'VE BEEN THE BIG SPOON THE WHOLE TIME!"

"Wait, you want to be the big spoon?"

"N- I don't- maybe?"

Hobi blushed. And Yoongi blushed. And they picked a movie and settled next to each other on the couch. Hobi leaned into Yoongi and Yoongi held him against his chest, carding his fingers through Hobi's soft hair.