~Namjoon~

"Jimin's not coming home tonight?" Namjoon asked, frowning. "Again?"

Hoseok nodded, "Yeah, he's... with a friend."

Yoongi snorted at that.

The members were returning home after a long night at the studios. They were working on separate things and decided to come back home together while waiting up on each other. Jimin had other things to do so he told the rest of them not to wait up on him, that he'll be back tomorrow. Seokjin opened the door and the members followed him inside, yawning and complaining about how tired and how hungry they were.

"He needs to stop sneaking around and—oh!" Seokjin flinched and jerked back.

"Why, what's wrong?" Jungkook asked, resting a hand on Seokjin's shoulder and peering around Seokjin.

The members stared at Taehyung and Minseo who had fallen asleep in the lounge room. Minseo had her hands resting on the sofa arm, with her head resting on her hands. Taehyung, on the other hand, was leaning over and against Minseo, resting his head against her side, an arm thrown over Minseo's waist.

"Wow," Jungkook said in amazement, "She's going to ache everywhere at this rate if we leave Taehyung lying on her."

Just then they heard a loud shutter followed by a flash.

"What?" Seokjin said, innocently when all eyes turned to him.

Yoongi's lips twitched at what Seokjin was doing, "Send the photo to our group chat."

"Aren't they just the cutest?" Namjoon said, his lips curling into a smile. "Our babies."

"I'm the baby," Jungkook corrected with a teasing smirk.

Hoseok ruffled Jungkook's hair, "You were until Minseo came along."

"Looks like they drank," Yoongi said, pointing at the bottles. "Guess the confession didn't go well."

"No one ask Minseo about it," Seokjin said, his eyes serious as he lowered his phone. "Unless she talks about it, we keep quiet."

They all nodded in agreement.

"Taehyung too?" Hoseok asked. "That's a little different."

Jungkook cackled, making the members turn their gaze to him. Jungkook picked up an empty glass with some alcohol in it as well as the bottle that's still pretty full.

"This is Taehyung's for sure."

They all grinned, amused by the whole thing. It was obvious how much he likes her.

"Come on," Namjoon said, ushering the members towards their room. "Let the babies rest."

"I want to be here when they wake up," Seokjin protested.

Jungkook shook his head at that and threw an arm around Seokjin's shoulders, "Come on, hyung. Time for us to sleep."

***

Two weeks later...

~Minseo~

I grabbed hold of Taehyung's shoulders, hiding behind him every time I see someone walk through the door.

"Hey, you're not planning to use me as your shield all day, are you?" Taehyung grumbled.

"You were the only one who saw how much of a mess I was," I reminded him. "I figured after seeing the way I was, you'd want to step up and be a good friend."

"Nice conclusion you came to."

"How long are you two going to do that?" Yoongi asked, walking towards them, his lips twitching in amusement.

"Until I die," I muttered.

"That's a little extreme," he noted.

I just shook my head. Just then I saw Kijoon walked into the room and I used Taehyung's large frame to cover me.

"Oh God, please don't come over," I prayed. I saw Yoongi shaking with silent laughter and glared at him.

"Hey, Kijoon!" Yoongi called out.

I squeaked, tightening my hold on Taehyung's shirt and closing my eyes tightly. I braced myself but then nothing happened and because nothing happened, I slowly opened my eyes.

Taehyung chuckled.

I slapped his back, "It's not funny!" I hissed.

"Oh, it is," he said without looking at me. I could tell he was smirking by the sounds of it. Still holding onto his shirt, I carefully peeked from behind him and saw that Yoongi and Kijoon were talking far from us.

I sighed in relief. "I need to thank Yoongi later."

"And me?"

I glanced up at him and saw him looking down at me expectantly. "You?"

"Yeah, me."

I turned my attention back to Yoongi, "All you did was just stand there. Yoongi had to go out and—"

Taehyung moved away from me.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" I said quickly, grabbing hold of his shirt once more. "I'm sorry, okay? What do you want? I'll give you anything."

"Anything?"

I kept my eyes on Kijoon and Yoongi, nodding. "Anything."

When Taehyung said nothing to that, I turn my gaze towards him and couldn't breathe at the look in his eyes. His eyes were filled with lust. Oh, boy.

"Wait—not anything! I'll buy you a drink—"

"Too late," he smirked, turning his attention towards Kijoon and Yoongi.