Guys I'm sorry for not updating for so long, I had a writers block.

So here a long chapter to make up for it! <3

Also Heads up; THE SURAN MENTIONED IN THIS STORY IS NOT THE SO FAR AWAY SURAN OKAY? ITS JUST A NAME OF A CHARACTER AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE IDOL UNLIKE OTHER CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY.

(Yoongi)

"Come with me." Hoseok whined in his ear making Yoongi irritated.

It had been only two weeks since Baekhyun's demise. He had lost the will to do anything. He had stopped composing songs and writing, something which he did almost everyday and he had taken a vacation from his job.

Every day was dreary and dull, the only bright exception being Hoseok. Who seemed to smile more for him, talk a lot more, touch a lot more and whatnot.

He had changed a lot, that kid.

There was a warmth in his voice that he had never heard of before and Yoongi was mildly jealous of the person who had brought about this change.

Now whenever Yoongi looked at Hoseok, he almost forgot about Baekhyun. All he could was the warmth of Hoseok's eyes shining with the light of a thousand suns as he showed off his megawatt smile that warmed Yoongi to his toes.

At least the younger was healing, albeit slowly.

He looked at Hoseok again who was doing his best at aegyo. After watching the ridiculous but somehow actually cute attempts at aegyo, Yoongi agreed.

It was not like he had something to do anyways.

Hoseok smiled brightly before jumping up and clapping his hands together holding out a hand for Yoongi to take. Yoongi smiled unconsciously as he was helped upwards and Hoseok began to talk a mile a minute about some girls called Suran and Lisa.

But Yoongi wasn't listening, he was getting constantly getting distracted by the way brown Hoseok's eyes shone in the sunlight revealing the golden fleck in the orbs.

It was like a miniature sunset livedpermanently inside Hoseok's eyes.

"Hyung." Hoseok whined again, annoyed at the fact that the older was staring off into space right on his face. "Where you even listening?" Hosek asked accusingly and Yoongi returned a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, Hoseok-ah what were you saying?" Yoongi's voice was husky from sleep.

"I-I said that w-we were going to my dance studio." Hoseok said, red in the face.

Yoongi was confused. Why was he blushing?

"You want to come see me dance or not hyung?" Hoseok's hesitant voice seemed to twine with the air as he spoke.

"Duh you brat." Yoongi said rolling his eyes.

"What kind of dance do you do though?" Yoongi asked earnestly. He didn't want to hurt the younger by joking about it since he had seen the determination in the younger's eyes as he talked about dance. You should never joke about one's passion, or their abilities on it. Yoongi hated when people never understood that simple rule, the scars you got from that weren't easy to heal nor would they disappear and the self doubt was everlasting.

Yoongi had learnt this the hard way.

"Hip hop." The answer was curt.

Yoongi smiled and nodded, letting Hoseok take his arm and guide him towards their destination.

"I would love to see you dance." Yoongi said an afterthought, he was pretty sure that Hoseok was already amazing but he didn't want to pressurize the younger by setting expectations.

Yoongi saw the blush that dusted Hoseok's blush right then and chuckled to himself.

"What." Hoseok asked flustered.

"Nothing." Yoongi said grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Hoseok grunted something under his breath something the lines of asshole and yoongi chuckled making Hoseok roll his eyes and untwine their hands and stomp off.

Yoongi was full on laughing at the flustered Hoseok, slapping his knees making Hoseok sulk and walk further away from Yoongi.

"Ya-ah. Hoseok." Yoongi gasped inbetween his laughter and Hoseok turned around raised eyebrows questioningly.

"Shut up." Hoseok said pouting.

Yoongi walked toward the younger pinching his cheeks, "You're so cute."

Hoseok froze as the smaller looked up at him with an adoring grin on his face. A smile he had not seen for a long time, after all that had happened.

Hoseok was staring at Yoongi's lips without noticing, a relieved smile grazing his features, making Yoongi uncomfortable under the tender gaze.

"What." It was Yoongi's turn to ask.

"Nothing." Hoseok said throwing the elder's words right back at him.

Yoongi huffed and began following Hoseok, his head hanging low lost in his own thoughts, relishing in the peaceful silence in his mind.

They walked in comfortable silence, Yoongi following Hoseok blindly until Hoseok reached an ruined looking two storey building.

"Why are we here Hoseok?" Yoongi asked Hoseok worriedly.

"Is this not illegal? Its scary Hoseok-ah" Yoongi began whining as Hoseok was not answering as he unlocked the front door, stepping in.

Hoseok rolled his eyes at Yoongi who was still standing outside, a worried look on his face. Hoseok grabbed Yoongi's wrist and pulled him in ignoring the Yoongi's protests.

"Hose- oh wow." Yoongi cut himself off as he saw the interior of the building.

The building was actually neat and clean excluding all the shoe skid marks on the floor, not at all cracked and smelly or dusty like Yoongi had expected it to be. The entire ground floor had been converted into a studio of sorts with a huge floor length mirror stretching the expanse of a massive hall. Yoongi spotted a kitchen, two rooms he supposed and a bathroom attached to a corridor.

The walls were beautifully repainted. And by repainted, he meant as if someone had used the enitrety of the blank walls as their personal canvas.

For the wall opposite to the mirror wall, was a huge wall rendition of Van Gogh's starry night. On the wall adjacent to that was a twilight rendition of a piece, showing silhouettes of a couple standing, the man holding onto a maple leaf as the woman looked up at him, with maple leaves falling everywhere. And it somehow merged with Van Gogh's piece , making it seem not so out of place and unique at the same time.

It was so beautifully detailed that it took Yoongi's breath away.

The walls adjacent to it was only halfway done and it looked like an abstract piece with swirls or blue and black that seemed to emerge and escape from the Van Gogh's peice . Yoongi could already tell it was going to be amazing.

He looked back at Hoseok who was grinning in satisfaction at Yoongi's awed face.

"Did you do this? Its not wallpaper right?" Yoongi breathed disbelievingly.

Hoseok raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Oh the paintings?No they are not wallpapers it was painted on by hand." Hoseok said nonchalantly.

Yoongi looked back at Hoseok, "Oh the paintings? How can you say it so... emotionlessly?" Yoongi replied back his expression of one in mild shock while quoting Hoseok's words in an annoyingly high pitched voice.

Hoseok said something back but Yoongi did not hear him as he was lost in the beauty of the colors that painted the walls.

Whoever did this, had amazing talent.

Yoongi traced his fingers along the veins on a maple leaf, admiring the usage and mixing of colors . He felt the slight unevenness of the varying concentration of dried paint beneath is fingers, showing that indeed, it was painted upon.

His fingers slowly reached the artist version of starry night, tracing his fingers across each star and finally coming to towards the paints of blue and black. He was feeling goosebumps at the sight.

"Don't touch it!" A purely female voice yelled, making Yoongi jump a few feet back.

He looked around startled at Hoseok who had an Uh-oh look on his face while he looked at the corridor.

Yoongi looked towards the corridor, his mind in scrambles at the sudden intrusion.

Yoongi saw a curvy woman, a couple of inches shorter than him walk out from one of the room attached to the corridor.

Yoongi's eyebrows rose upto his hairline as he looked at the pissed off woman standing before him.

She was curvy, had a pretty nice features that showed through despite her baggy clothes. A head of jet black curly hair that was left out open, which fell to her hips in ringlets and she had a soft round face with tiger like eyes behind thick horn rimmed glasses.

But what shocked Yoongi was none of that. It was her skin colour,it was darker than the usual Korean pale color, an almost light golden brown smooth skin and yet she had monolid eyes.

She looked like a merge of foreigner and Korean.

Yoongi acknowledged the woman with a small bow and looked at Hoseok, the question on his face.

Who is she?

Hoseok's eyes darted to the brown skinned woman before going back to Yoongi.

"Say hello to my Dongsaeng Yoongi."

"Your dongsaeng?" Yoongi asked disbelievingly, he knew he was being rude but Yoongi was always straightforward.

"Nice friend." The woman said sarcastically to Hoseok before turning to Yoongi and flashing a tight smile,

"Hello, I'm Suran, Hoseok's non blood related little sister. Nice to meet you, I would appreciate if you didn't touch my paintings though." Suran said bluntly.

Yoongi's jaw dropped to the floor staring at the woman before him.

She painted all of this?

"Are you serious?" Yoongi said disbelievingly. He had expected to be an old person even though he didn't know why.

"You look like you are in your twenties, how did you do this? This is so good."

Suran scrunched her eyebrows together and smiled hesitantly bowing to acknowledge the compliment.

"T-thank you." She said suddenly shyly tucking her hair behind her ear. Yoongi noticed that her fingers were smeared with paint as was her clothes.

"She's in her teens, hyung." Hoseok put in.

"What." Yoongi said looking at Suran again.

Suran chuckled. "Its true, I'm just seventeen, still in senior year."

Yoongi nodded as he tried to process this information.

"You guys want something to eat?" Suran asked, looking at Yoongi up and down as if sizing him up.

Hoseok smiled brightly at Yoongi and Yoongi nodded absentmindedly twining his fingers with Hoseok's out of habit. Hoseok was so used to it, he didn't even notice it.

He turned toward Suran and froze upon seeing something flicker in Suran's eyes as she looked up at Hoseok smiling down at him and their intertwined fingers.

Suddenly she turned to Yoongi, a quiet genuine smile on her face as she nodded and motioned for the boys to follow her into the kitchen.

Yoongi gulped down his nervousness in front of the intimidating girl, reminding himself that he was older than her and had seen worser stuff than she probably had as Hoseok tugged him into the kitchen.

As Yoongi walked, he noticed that the corridor walls were painted a sunset with fading cherry blossom on each wall. Suran had captured the sunset and each light catching on the blossom almost exactly, and yet at the same time there was something off about them even though he couldn't point out what.

Hoseok's grip was mild and relaxed quite unlike the tight grip he always had when they wore out in public.

"I'll make some quick sandwiches, why don't you show your boyfriend around Hoseok?" Suran asked mildly as she looked through the refrigator.

"Sure." Hoseok started before realizing what the younger girl just said and completely ignoring her not using honorifics despite younger than the two. "What the hell Suran."

Suran threw an innocent smile as she caught sight of the two flustered boys.

"We are not in a relationship!" Hoseok said hastily while Yoongi chose to keep his mouth shut, afraid that he would say something he would regret later.

"Oh I'm sorry! Was it friends with benefits then?" Suran said eyeing their still twined hands.

Hoseok suddenly seemed to realize their intertwined hands and snatched his hand away as if scalded. Yoongi ignored the pang of pain that went through his heart at the action.

Had Yoongi read the signs wrong? Did Hoseok not like him?

Yoongi smiled sheepishly trying to ignore the negative thoughts that had scrambled up suddenly but his smile wavered dramatically in front of Suran's all knowing eyes.

"Yeah what are we Hoseok?" Yoongi said teasingly, coming to stand beside suran.

Hoseok looked disbelievingly at both of them.

"What do you mean? We are F-friends Hyung." Hoseok's cheeks were red.

"F-friends." Suran mocked Hoseok with an eyebrow raised, hands folded benath her chest in a motherly way.

"How did you get such a pretty handsome man as your friend, oppa?" Honorifics was suddenly back.

Yoongi smiled inwardly as Hoseok tried in vain to come with an answer.

"Hoseok." Suran said switching back.

Suddenly found herself the reciptent of two simultaneous light backhanded flip against her head from two different people.

"Choose one." They said in unison.

They looked at each other in shock before smiling to themselves.

"Awwww" Suran cooed, clasping her hands together in an exaggerated manner , making Yoongi laugh at her unintentional Aegyo.

"Do you mind if I talk with Hoseok for a bit, Yoongi?" Suran said, using informal speech making Yoongi feel slightly pissed off at the disrespect.

She was a vixen that needed to be tamed.

"Oppa." Yoongi corrected sternly. He was not going to take disrespect from a girl younger than him.

Suran didn't say anything, just staring into Yoongi's deadly gaze with those tiger like eyes. Yoongi was impressed with the younger's fire. Not many could hold his gaze for this long.

"Oppa." Yoongi repeated, folding his hands. Suran's eyes flicked towards Hoseok and stared at her brother intently and then switched her gaze back to Yoongi and sighing in resignation.

"Yoongi oppa." She grumbled in defeat before turning around with an unintentional pout.

"Brat." Hoseok muttered.

"You love me anyways."

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GUYS, I just realize that I have been making Yoongi sound like a bottom all this time.

And I'm not really sure about who should top bottom or maybe switch? Tell me what you think please.

Its not for smut lol, I donmt plan to write smut anytime soon, it just affects how characters behave. So yeah.

ALSO;

4th MUSTER. OMFG

WHAT SIN DID I COMMIT TO BE NOT BORN IN KOREA?

BEST OF ME CHOREO

PIED PIPER JIMIN AND NAMJOONIE OHMYGOD

COMEBACK HOME JIN

SUGA GLIDER YOONGI

SEXY CARROT KOOKIE

BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS IN ONESIES.

YOONGI'S AEGYO.

ALL OF THEM BABBLING.

THE MAGICAL INGREDIENT.

GAURDIANS OF THE AMRY BOMB]

BLACK HAIRED BANGTAN.

RMS NEW MIXTAPE.

TAE TAE NEW SOLOS

JIMIN SOLO

SIN COLLAB

WHAT. THE. ACTUAL FUCK?

Our condolences but the author just passed away.

Cause of death; BighitdropPhobia AKA Bangtanisdroppingissomethingomgphobia