Just a reminder: The fairies are one foot tall!

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Taehyung toddled into the kitchen. He had pushed up his sleep mask on his forehead to hold back the much too long hair and had put on one of his house slippers (The other had been unreachable under the bed). Today was Eastern and he had promised Yoongi and Jungkook that he would make pancakes for breakfast, so he rolled up the sleeves of his pajama jacket and opened the cupboards to get out flour and sugar. He placed both on the table, emitting a small white cloud from the paper bag with flour, and turned towards the fridge to get milk and eggs. When he opened the door, he had to pause for a moment to give his brain some time to understand what he was looking at. Incredulous, he closed the door. And opened it again. Still the same.

"Kook?" he asked the fairy that was already up and reading. The Valentine's fairy had moved in with them and now occupied the kitchen's windowsill with another small bed. He had taken a strange liking in reading human books, so Taehyung generously had granted him access to the e-reader he never used and that now was propped up against the big flower pot with the dying cactus. The raven lazily lifted the pencil which he used as an extension of his arm to flip pages while sitting on his bed and ignored him.

Taehyung turned back to the fridge.

On all three levels stood about thirty packs of white eggs in total, closely packed, and all the other food was pressed into the door compartments. Like in slow motion Taehyung could watch his cheese sliding out of its package and falling down. It made a weird slapping sound, a mix of flap and squish, when it hit the kitchen floor, and its wrapping hung uselessly from one of the slim upper compartments. Taehyung needed some time to understand that the peculiar misshaped thing next to it was his butter. And from somewhere came a thin red trickle of liquid -he would bet on Kimchi sauce- that was dripping on the floor next to the cheese.

"Yoongi was last at the fridge," Jungkook mumbled without lifting his eyes from the reader.

Taehyung just took one pack of eggs and the milk container, that magically had not lost its shape, and closed the fridge again. Who would have guessed that the whole content of his fridge could be fitted into just the door? A wild thought crossed his mind, and he slowly leaned down to the freezer. For a moment he hesitated -Yoongi would not, would he- then he pulled it open. And closed it instantly. He would have to have a word with the blue-haired. The Christmas fairy apparently had misunderstood something about today. One did not need 500 eggs for eastern. But who could judge him? It was his first time, like so often.

With a sigh, Taehyung went over to the counter and started to mix the paste for the pancakes. The sun shone through the window and played on Jungkook's wings, sprinkling the kitchen with small rainbows. Taehyung smiled happily. Fairies were such pretty creatures. The raven sat on his small bed with crossed legs and only in his black t-shirt and the leather trousers. Without the red coat he looked quite mundane. Like the attractive boy from next door. The fairy from next door. Taehyung chuckled; this would make a great movie title.

"What are you reading?" he asked the Valentine's fairy and measured the flour into the bowl by eye. He knew that he once had possessed a kitchen scale, but it had gone missing some weeks ago. Just like his milk frothier and the analog timer that had ticked. He would bet on Yoongi as the culprit. The fairy liked to disassemble technical tools, but could not assemble them back again, so first they were broken, and then they just dissolved into thin air.

"Pride and prejudice," the other answered absently and poked the e-reader with the pencil to flip to the next page.

"I thought you despise love stories?" Taehyung continued the conversation while trying to fiddle out the small piece of eggshell he had dropped in the bowl. Jungkook had told them that he did not believe in true love. Too many of his kind were dying, he had said, and when Taehyung had tried to argue that this was in no way an indicator for the inexistence of true love, he had not wanted to listen. For the raven love was a tale the old people told the fairy children to make the world appear brighter.

"This is a good, a realistic story, not the lovey-dovey rubbish the people want nowadays. I wish I could create such stories in real life," the fairy sighed.

Taehyung tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders in obliviousness while he mixed the contents of the bowl with a fork (The mixer had gone missing long ago). He never had read the book. But it was nice to know that their Valentine's fairy did not completely rejected the idea of love. Happily, he hummed along to a melody inside his head.

When he was done with prepping the paste and had placed the pan on the stove and fumbled the not-to-define-shaped butter out of the door of the fridge, he instructed Jungkook to make the breakfast and turned around to head into his bedroom/living room again to get dressed.

"Cheese," Jungkook mumbled when Taehyung crossed the fridge, but he already stumbled over the wobbly stack of yellow slices, making it vanish in the darkness under the freezer. Hell, what a weird morning.

While the sweet scent of warm butter and cake flooded through the apartment, he took out a white button-down with pink dots and wide blue dress pants and vanished into the bathroom to do ...well, what a person normally does in the morning.

Back in the living room with a towel around his waist, he leaned down for the drawer with socks and underwear, but when he pulled on it, it did not move. Confused, he jerked harder. Nothing happened. Was one of the socks blocking the mechanism again? With a huff, he opened the drawer above and stuck his arm into the small gab behind to feel for the clothe that was blocking his morning routine.

But instead of a dusty sock, his fingers brushed something soft and fluffy, and a high shriek sounded from the lower compartment, making him pull back his hand in shock and hit his elbow. A muffled grown slipped from his lips when he rubbed over the humming bone. Hitting the elbow was a nasty thing. But when the pain had gone away, he concentrated back on his little problem. Something was in his underwear drawer, and he had a pretty good idea of what or rather who it was. Was his home a magnet for those shimmery creatures?

He closer the upper drawer and stood up. Distraction; he needed to lull the enemy into false thoughts of safety, so he began opening and closing all kinds of closet doors and drawers rather loudly, and finally pretended to leave to the kitchen.

"You were pretty loud for not being dressed at all," Yoongi said, sitting on the toaster and watching Jungkook making pancakes.

"Shhhh," Taehyung whispered and turned around again to sneak back in front of the underwear department. Cautiously, he grabbed the knob and held his breath. Wham! The hole compartment flew into his lap when he pulled on it harshly, leaving him confused. But his attention was caught instantly by a flash of pink and blue that tried to hide under his boxers. Curious about his new guest, he pulled off the colorful layers of fabric until big frightened eyes in a chubby face with pink hair looked at him. The rest of the fairy was hidden behind a crinkled checked pair of boxers. Taehyung smiled widely. What a cute one.

"Hello," he greeted the stranger and held out his pinky. "I'm Taehyung. Who're you?"

The small man looked stunned.

"Jimin," he answered with a voice as soft as velvet and slowly stretched out his small hand to shake his pinky. "Why aren't you shocked?"

Taehyung heard a klick from the kitchen that could only mean the stove had been turned off, so he decided that showing his new acquaintance the situation was much easier than explaining.

"Do you like pancakes?" he asked the pink-haired instead of answering.

The cute fairy's eyes widened with joy. "Yes, yes, yes!" It put down the boxers and stood up, revealing some oversized blue-striped button-down and short jeans.

"Follow me then!" Taehyung said and stood up to go to the kitchen, dressing properly completely forgotten.

When he entered the other room, the two fairies were busy transporting the heavy plate with pancakes to the kitchen table. When they had placed it safely on the wooden surface, both looked up.

"You are aware that you only wear a towel, aren't you?" Yoongi rasped and tilted his blue-haired head at him.

Taehyung waved him off like a persistent thought. He could dress up later. There was something more important now.

"Friends, meet Jimin," he said and waited for the pink-haired fairy to come out from the hideout behind his shoulder.

"Oh!" Jungkook commented with wide eyes and walked closer to them over the table. "An Easter fairy!"

Jimin landed on the edge in front of the raven and stared at the Valentine's fairy as if he never had seen another one of his kind. He was slightly smaller than Jungkook, so that he had to look up. But not only the height, the colors as well were a funny contrast. The taller all black and Jimin a combo of white, pink and blue. Only now, Taehyung saw the cute pink slippers with the bunny ears on the smaller man's feet.

"A Valentine's fairy," the velvety voice whispered and reached out for the black hair to play with it. Red glitter trickled down on the raven's shoulders.

Jungkook just stood there, taken by surprise, and looked down at the small pink-haired.

"Jimin, the one you're playing with right now is Jungkook, and the blue-haired mop who's already eating pancakes is Yoongi. He's a Christmas fairy," Taehyung introduced his two roommates.

Jimin's head snapped to the side to look past Jungkook. "You have a Christmas fairy? I never saw one!" Then he moved towards the blue-haired with fast steps, Jungkook's eyes never leaving him. One step from the munching fairy he stopped and stared at the other small man like he had never seen something more interesting. Yoongi looked unimpressed and continued chewing on his cake.

Through a mouth full of food, he growled at the pink-haired, "I'm not a pet."

But Jimin ignored him. "He's as small as I am," he said delighted and turned around to look at Taehyung while his hand played with the blue strands and made silver glitter fall on the table.

Taehyung chuckled when he saw Jungkook's startled look. The Valentine's fairy seemed slightly overwhelmed by the new guest. Leaving the raven to his misery, he sat down and took a pancake as well to roll it up and stuff it in his mouth. A little much sugar today, but otherwise not bad.

"Why were you in my underwear?" he asked the pink-haired. Yoongi choked on his bite and began to cough heavily. Absently, Taehyung tapped on the small back while looking at Jimin.

"You know, fairies are attracted by joy," the Easter fairy explained from between syrup-covered lips. That was not exactly an answer to his question, but maybe Jimin did not even know what underwear was. "And your apartment oozes from joy through every small gap. Plus, I love sweet things and smelled pancake," the pink-haired admitted and reached for the next crumb of cake. If that was all that was needed to meet a fairy, Taehyung was puzzled as to why he had not met one earlier.

Jungkook had finally found his way over to them and quietly took a bite without leaving Jimin out of his eyes.

"Your apartment looks boring, by the way," Jimin said, sounding displeased.

Taehyung tilted his head at the pink-haired. "Well, Yoongi made it snow on Christmas. Do you have similar abilities?" he asked.

Jimin just snapped his fingers in response, and fresh green grass grew on the counter, the cupboard and closets, and even on the floor. Amazed Taehyung looked around and let the meadow tickle the space between his toes. This felt so awesome and alien that he chuckled like a happy child.

"I love magic," he whispered and brushed over the grass that had begun to grow on the table as well.

Excited, Jimin bounced up and down and grabbed two fingers of his hand that stroked the green fluff. "Then can I show you how I paint eggs after the pancakes?" he asked, beaming with energy.

"I'm good at painting, too," Jungkook mumbled around the cake in his mouth.

Taehyung had almost forgotten about the Valentine's fairy. The raven was sitting in the grass that almost swallowed his dark shape and silently ate breakfast. But his eyes followed the pink-haired fairy's every move.

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Taehyung placed the last of three big glasses on the grassy table. Jimin had asked him for big containers where he could do his magic in, so he had searched his whole apartment for something fitting. While doing so he had also found the broken mixer in the gap between the closet and the wall under the sink, the timer in a pot he had not been using for ages, and the kitchen scale under several cloths on the bottom of the only bucket he possessed (he was not sure what that said about his cleanliness). Only the frothier kept missing. Fortunately, he drank his coffee black.

"Do you need something else?" he asked the pink-haired while he placed the broken kitchen tools on the grassy counter. Maybe the internet knew how to fix them. The Christmas fairy looked like this was the first time he saw those tools.

"Nope," Jimin said, "Only water in the glasses."

Taehyung nodded and filled the big glasses with water. Yoongi and Jungkook just sat in the background, playing with the grass, while Jimin instructed him on what to do next.

"Now the eggs," the Easter fairy said and looked at him expectantly.

He opened the fridge to show Jimin the magazines of eggs Yoongi had procured. And the fairy's eyes grew big and sparkly.

"So many!" the pink-haired whispered and looked like this was the best day of his life. Taehyung suddenly was not mad at the blue-haired anymore for stuffing his fridge with the packs. Jimin looked so cute when he was happy. His eyes seemed to disappear behind the beaming smile.

The Easter fairy snapped its fingers and made three packs fly over to the table. "They have to be cooked."

Taehyung's eyes widened. They would have to cook 500 eggs? Well, maybe the ones in the freezer were already hard.

"Can't we paint them raw?" he asked concerned for his electricity bill.

The pink-haired looked at him like he was some weird alien. "Who wants to eat raw eggs?"

Taehyung sighed. Then he put two pots on the two places on the stove and turned it on. It was a new experience, he comforted himself. Who could say of themselves that they cooked 500 eggs within one day?

Five minutes later, the first ten eggs were hard, shocked and ready to be colored.

"Okay, Jiminie, show us what you got," Taehyung said while he put in the next ten eggs. Then he sat down at the table to watch the Easter fairy.

With a concentrated face, Jimin held his wide sleeve up to not make it dip into the water and stuck his small index into the clear liquid. Like magic, a thin skin of fluid red paint began to cover the water's surface from where the pink-head's finger was. They all watched in awe. For a moment Jimin pulled out his finger, but the he put it in again, sprinkling the red surface with a bunch of small yellow paint-dots.

"Give me an egg," he said, absolutely serious and concentrated, holding out his hands for someone to put an egg in.

Jungkook handed him one, but when he saw how the smaller struggled with the weight, he took it back. "Tell me what to do."

"Hold it over the center of the glass. And when I tell you to, you let it slide in slowly," the pink-haired instructed.

The Valentine's fairy nodded.

Second after second passed by and Yoongi and Taehyung leaned closer and closer in anticipation.

"Now," Jimin whispered, and Jungkook dropped the egg. With a soft bump it landed on the ground of the glass and Taehyung and Yoongi almost pressed their noses against the glass to gawk at the result. A red egg with yellow dots bobbed up and down in the water.

"Awesome," Taehyung blurted and let out an unmanly shriek when he saw the distorted face of the blue-haired through the glass. One eye was giant and the other tiny while the face looked like someone pulled on both cheeks. Weird. He pulled back.

Jimin smiled brightly, when they looked up from the egg. "Now we have to scrap away the rests of the color on the surface, and then we can take it out," he explained with pride-swollen chest.

"Can we do that, too?" Jungkook asked looking at his hands.

"I guess," Jimin said and pulled the black-haired over to the second glass to hold his hand into the water. "Try."

For a moment nothing happened, but then pink color began to cover the surface and the Valentine's fairy's eyes widened in amazement. Jimin clapped his hand happily and went over to pull Yoongi to the third glass. The red pullover dipped into the water as well, but neither Jimin nor Yoongi seemed to care. And slowly, baby-blue began to seep from the small pale hand. "Wow," Yoongi whispered.

Satisfied, Jimin turned around to Taehyung. "More eggs," he demanded highly motivated. "And a fork to scrap away the rest of the color."

Taehyung nodded obediently and went back to the stove. 500 eggs were nothing, he told himself. But he seriously should check on the ones in the freezer.

For the next hours they worked happily and wiggled to the music Taehyung had turned on in the living room. The first eggs had only been dotted, but the three fairies became more and more creative with the patterns. Stripes, flowers, spirals, everything imaginable found its way on the shells. Even grinning faces. Those were mostly Yoongi's idea. Jungkook's creations were more artistic and exceptionally beautiful. Complex patterns spiraled on the surfaces of his eggs, all soft pastel colors. With every egg he went to Jimin to show him what he could do, and the Easter fairy was all cheers and awe for every new idea. Taehyung watched in amusement how Jungkook smiled shyly after every praise. His cool bad-fairy attitude was nowhere to be found. On Yoongi's face he could see the same amusement about their Valentine's fairy, and occasionally they exchanged knowing glances.

The sun climbed over the sky and shone through the kitchen window, and stunned Taehyung watched how small flowers bloomed wherever the light kissed the grass. On the wall across the window there was even a small tree growing. But the fairies did not seem to notice. They were completely absorbed into painting. And slowly the light turned orange.

"More eggs," Jungkook said over his shoulder.

"Those were the last," Taehyung said and leaned back in his chair. Colorful eggs littered every grassy surface. It looked like some giant Easter chicken had exploded and had buried the kitchen under its eggs. Only now, he understood that someone had to eat all those artworks. His face dropped. But when he saw Jimin, who let his eyes wander over what they had created, too, and saw the Easter fairy's happily sparkling eyes, he was pacified. They somehow would make it. There was a giant neighborhood that could help them. The old ma'am from next door looked like she would be happy about some pretty Easter eggs.

"Time to wash up," Taehyung suggested after one look at the rainbow-hands of his small friends.

He stood up and took the bigger of the two pots from the stove to cool it with cold water and fill it for the fairies to wash their hands. And faces. Jimin and Jungkook seemed to have a habit of touching their noses.

When he had placed the pot on the table, he went into the bedroom/living room to crash on his bed. Standing at the stove for all day was torture for his office-chair-back. The soft mattress sucked his body in and he groaned relieved. It really did suck him in; that was one of the reasons he had bought this model. He had the feeling it could swallow him any second. Fupp, and he was gone, buried in the depth of this heavenly squishy material. His spine seemed to let out a creaking sigh when all his muscles relaxed. Two minutes later, a light weight settled on his chest and he saw a blue mob through his half-opened eyes. Like a starfish Yoongi lied on his chest and was cradled by the up and down. And within some seconds a soft snore came from the small body.

Closing his eyes again, he listened to the sounds from the kitchen. Muffled words trickled through his head, coming in to one ear and sliding out to the other.

"Your nose is still colored," he heard Jungkook with a smile in his voice.

"Can you help me make it go away?" Jimin asked softly.

"Of course." The raven.

"What-" A strange bubbling sound. A gasp.

Then a growl and again the unfamiliar bubbling sound. A shriek and a splash.

Taehyung's eyes snapped open. Were they drowning each other? Cautiously, he picked up Yoongi from his chest and placed him on the pillow. Then he ran over into the kitchen.

Two wet fairies looked at him with long faces, both standing in the pot with dripping clothes and hanging wings.

Jimin's arm lifted to point at Jungkook. "He started it."

Taehyung chuckled and came closer. "Idiots."

Both fairies frowned at him.

"Just admit that you like each other," he said to provoke them.

"What?" Jungkook cried out. "No. What would I want with the pinky?"

Jimin and Taehyung chuckled at the outburst. Then the pink-haired pulled down the raven on the collar of the wet t-shirt and placed a peck on the wet nose of the taller. The Valentine's fairy blushed madly. Even his hair blushed. But then Taehyung understood that it was just the red glitter that glowed brightly between the black strands and trickled onto the brought shoulders in what seemed to be a nervousness-shower. He laughed even louder at the sight.

"Can you dry yourselves?" he asked between chuckles.

Both fairies shook their heads. Apparently, they were pretty helpless when it came to themselves. Still amused about the red-glowing raven he searched for some kitchen towels to dry the dripping couple, but he only found one. Well, they would have to share. Gratefully, the two took off the wet clothes (Taehyung looked closely to not miss how they did it with the wings) and slung the fluffy fabric around their trembling frames. Each one end.

Taehyung smiled mischievously when he saw the realization on the taller fairy's face. Now they could only stand apart one fairy-armlength. He almost laughed evilly. Taking the hem of his wide shirt, he began to ruffle the wet hair. Jimin' glitter was pink. Cute.

The smaller fairy sneezed a cloud of pink glitter when he was done with the hair, and Jungkook looked at the other with eyes as big as the full moon. And like the sneeze had knocked him over, he fell into the grass, pulling Jimin after him. "Tae, help me!" he whined. "We can't keep him, or I'll die from cuteness."

Taehyung grinned widely. Jimin, too.

Then the Easter fairy's face fell like he had remembered something. "Tae, we have to hide and seek eggs!" the pink-haired said. Taehyung looked at the window. It was already dark outside.

"Then I'd say we should hurry."

Jimin nodded and tried to stand up, but the towel pulled him down again. Taehyung watched the two fairies struggle for a moment, then he grabbed both and placed them on their feet again.

"Well, what can you two wear as clothes?" he asked clueless.

Yoongi, who apparently had woken up, landed on the table next to the towel-couple and looked at them measuring. Then he pushed Jimin and looked amused how Jungkook toppled over as well. "Funny," he stated. "They could wear the bedlinen of your small pillows," he suggested, ignoring the growls from the heap on the grass. Taehyung stared at him for a moment. The blue-haired stared back. Then he decided to forget the peculiar interaction and thought about the dressing idea.

There was little to no other solution, so he went over to get the pillow-skins. Ten cuts later, Jimin and Jungkook looked like little ghosts.

"Funny," Yoongi, who sat on his shoulder, said again and chuckled.

"I want to search!" Jimin said with raised hand, ignoring the Christmas fairy.

"Me too," Taehyung joined the pink-haired.

"Then we'll hide," Jungkook said determined and pulled Yoongi from his place on the big shoulder. "Stay in the kitchen and don't peek!"

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Yoongi

They were almost done with hiding the hundred eggs they had chosen for the little Easter game, but Jungkook still held the last one and searched for a good place.

"Come on," he growled at the raven. Taehyung would have problems with finding half of the eggs anyways. It had taken his human weeks to find the kitchen scale, the timer and the mixer he had broken. And the frothier still lied under his bed, hidden from all eyes. He had found it to be at better use as a massager and had made a kink into the long metal arm to comfortably reach his back. It was heaven.

"Gimme a sec," the Valentine's fairy mumbled, then it pushed forward a segment of the board the TV stood on and let the egg vanish behind it. A subtle cracking sound could he heard when the closet fell back into place.

"He'll never find that!" Yoongi exclaimed.

"He's not supposed to," Jungkook retorted.

"But why?" he asked the weird ghost-fairy.

"Easter fairies die with the last found egg. And nowadays the kids are so greedy that barely one survives," the other replied sounding angry and sad. "I don't want Jimin to be gone," he whispered.

Yoongi laughed wholeheartedly. "Believe me, my friend. We'll still find eggs next Christmas."

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