Jin and Namjoon sit at the table silently as they watch the rest of the members, like parents watching their hyperactive kids deciding to steer clear from their tantrums and chaos. Jimin fakes a smile as he stands beside Taehyung. "You may have noticed that I am fully dressed. I, in turn, have noticed that you are not."

"So, get out of my chair!" Jimin finishes, fixing the younger with a glare.

Taehyung sighs but stands from his seat. "You may have the chair."

"Really?" Jimin asks in surprise, not really expecting the younger to say that. His smile slowly disappears as the younger of the two stretches himself, picks the chair cushions, and began to walk away with them.

Jimin, confused, trails behind him with a raised brow. "What are you doing?"

"You said you wanted the chair. You didn't say anything about the cushions," Taehyung spoke and Jimin feels his face heat up.

"The cushions are the essence of the chair!"

"That's right. I am taking the essence," Taehyung smirks and disappears into a room, closing the door behind him.

Jin shakes his head and proceeds to bury his face in his arms just as Yoongi barges out of the room.

"I am sorry. I thought that would look good on you, okay?"

"Could you just sit there and relax? Just breathe, yeah? I'll get dressed," Hoseok assures the older who just nods.

"12 minutes. We have 12 minutes," Yoongi shouts and looks around the room. Seems like Hoseok and Taehyung were the only ones left to get dressed. That's good, thought Yoongi.

The door swung open with a loud bang startling Jin and Taehyung enters, glaring daggers at Jimin.

"Where are my underwears?" he demands and Jimin smirks.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Come on," Yoongi interferes, getting in between the two before he turns to Jimin, "You took his underwear."

"He took my essence," Jimin cries, indignantly.

Jin and Namjoon exchange glances, but remain silent.

"Tae, why can't you just wear the underwear you are wearing now?" Yoongi tries to reason.

"Becuase I am not wearing any now," Taehyung says as though it is so obvious, making Namjoon choke on his saliva.

Yoongi exchanges a glance with Jimin, before he raises a brow at Taehyung. "Okay, then why do you have to wear underwear tonight?"

"It is a rented tux, okay?" Taehyung begins, "I am not going commando in another man's fatigues."

Awkward silence fills the room as Yoongi tries to decide what to say next.

"Well then, it looks like someone is going to have to give somebody back his cushions," Jimin says, breaking the silence.

Taehyung, not one to back down, just walks away. "Okay. You hide my clothes? I am going to do the exact opposite of you."

"What are you gonna do? Show me my clothes?" Jimin yells after him.

Yoongi turns to look at Jungkook. "I can't believe you fell in love with this guy."

Jungkook sighs and shrugs slightly. "He looks good, plus he is damn good in bed so..."

Yoongi stares at Jungkook for a while before he speaks, "This conversation never happened."

He glances back at his watch. "We have 12 minu.." he begins but trails off. He taps the glass slightly and panics. "My watch stopped. My watched stopped."

"Yoongi-yah. Calm down," Jin says as he moves over to pat the man.

"What time is it?" Yoongi demands before he grabs Jin's wrist to check his watch.

"It's seven thirty-three. I have seven minutes. I have SEVEN minutes."

The door swings open and Hoseok runs out barefoot, two pairs of shoes in hand. "Okay, Jungkook, quick. Which ones should I wear?"

"Just pick one," Yoongi cries exasperated.

"Oh, the black!" Jungkook answers quickly.

"But oh, do you have brown, like chocolate brown. I think they would suit better," Jungkook continues as Yoongi inhales and exhales.

"I do have brown, but they go better with the other suit than this one. Do you think I should wear the other suit?"

"Yeah, another suit! What an idea!" Yoongi says with fake cheerfulness as he advances towards the younger.

His expression morphs into a hard glare and he snatches the shoes from Hoseok's hands and flings them in the room, "I don't know what you are trying to do to me but just get your ass in there and pick out any shoes that fit your feet."

"B-" Hoseok tries to speak but Yoongi continues, not allowing the younger to.

"I don't care if they match. I don't care if it makes your ankles or your ass or your dick look fat. Just get in there and pick something out so that we can leave and for fuck's sake, hurry!"

Hoseok's expression is unreadable as he mutters an okay and closes the door behind him.

"Thank you!" Yoongi shouts and plops onto the couch.

"Yoongi, I think you may have been a little too harsh on him," Namjoon says and Yoongi knows that but he is too stubborn to admit it. Hoseok walks out the door in sweatpants, a little diary in hand, and takes a seat at the table beside Jin and Namjoon.

Yoongi swallows nervously as he stands from his seat and moves to Hoseok's side. "I know it says 'Black tie optional,' but don't you think this is overdoing it?"

"I'm not going," Hoseok replies giving him a smile before shifted his attention to the diary and scribbling in it.

Yoongi looks over at Jin and Namjoon for help but the two only move from the table, giving him and Hoseok space.

"You aren't going?" Yoongi asks slowly and Hoseok hums in agreement.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"But you still aren't going because...?"

"Well, ever since you yelled at me and humiliated me in front of the kids and hyung, I am not in an award ceremony kind of a place," Hoseok says with a fake smile and claps his hands, "So yeah, I am not going."

Yoongi chews his lip nervously, "I am sorry, honey. I am sorry for the yelling."

"And the humiliating," Hoseok prompts.

"Right, and the humiliating."

Hoseok hums and continues to scribble in the diary.

"You do realise I have to go right?"

A nod.

"Then will it be like I am abandoning you while you are upset?"

"No."

"No... Cause you are not upset?"

A hum.

Yoongi stares at him for a few seconds. He knows the younger is upset and he really doesn't know what to do at the moment.

"Uh, Hoseok?" Yoongi calls softly as he bends slightly and leans forward to kiss him.

"Yes, Yoongi?" Hoseok speaks in a robotic manner, turns his face towards the man, but turns back to the diary when he sees what the older is doing, Yoongi's lips pressing against his cheek.

Yoongi sighs inwardly. Just then, Taehyung enters, dressed in Jimin's clothes - all of Jimin's clothes - making him look like a sumo wrestler.

Jin's jaw drops and Namjoon lets out a groan before he buries his face in his hands.

"What the fuck! That is so not the opposite of taking someone's underwear!" Jimin cries as he walks towards his soulmate.

Taehyung only smirks, "And since someone took my underwear..."

Jimin's face morphed into one of horror and disgust as he realised the boy wasn't wearing one.

"Phew, I'll tell you it's hot in here. I better not do any lunges," Taehyung says as he starts excercising.

"Okay! That's it," Yoongi shouts, glaring at the two, "None of you can come."

Taehyung and Jimin stare at the older with a slight pout on their faces.

"Jeez. You don't have to be such a big baby," Jimin says and Yoongi's glare hardens.

"It doesn't matter, okay? Because the one person I really needed by my side today says he isn't going," Yoongi begins and turns to Hoseok.

"Baby, what can I do to show you how much I want you," Yoongi pleads.

"You could drink the fat," Taehyung blurts out.

"Okay, welcome to an adult conversation," Yoongi says, throwing him a I-am-so-done-with-you look.

"Now wait a sec, I think that's a good idea," Hoseok pipes in.

"What is?" Yoongi asks in confusion.

"I think you should drink the fat."

"Yay," Taehyung shouts and pumps a fist in the air as Yoongi stares at Hoseok, unblinking.

"Um, okay. If that's what it takes to show you how much I love you and how much I want you there," Yoongi says as Jungkook hands him the glass of fat.

Yoongi eyes the liquid, feeling bile rise in his throat.

"Just apple juice," Yoongi tries to assure himself as he brings the glass closer to his lips, "Just apple juice with chicken bits floating in it."

Swallowing hard, Yoongi closed his eyes and brought the glass to his lips. Before he could take a sip, Hoseok shot up from his seat shouting, "No, don't do it."

Hoseok pulls the glass from Yoongi and sets it on the table before looking at him with tear-filled eyes. "Oh God, you were really gonna drink the fat."

Yoongi smiles and wraps his arms around the younger male before he leans down for a kiss. "Of course," he murmurs against his lover's lips.

"Let's see what else he will do," Taehyung shouts and Yoongi turns to glare at him.

"Alright. I want everyone downstairs in two minutes," Yoongi orders, smiling at Hoseok, "Jimin, give Taehyung back his underwear. Taehyung, get dressed. Namjoon, Jin, Jungkook, head downstairs and wait for us in the cab."

Everyone immediately nods and obeys Yoongi's orders. Taehyung does lunges on his way out with Jimin groaning behind him as he follows. Yoongi presses a kiss to Hoseok and murmurs an 'I love you' before the younger disappears in the room.

The end