Chapter Nineteen: Kookie

"Kook, please tell me that this is another one of your jokes that nobody understands, and I promise to laugh like I think it's funny," Yoongi says, his words coming out almost too fast to understand.

"I wish that it was, Hyung," Jungkook told him with a frown.

"How long was it on?" Yoongi asked him.

"Uhhh....at least long enough to get the good stuff," Jungkook said, his cheeks and ears turning a bright red. "On the plus side, you only used your disgusting pet names for each other, and your voices were muffled by the clothes the pack was in, so nobody knows that it was you. Yet."

"FUCK!" Yoongi roared. "Here and I thought that all we would have to worry about was whether or not it was ethical to have done that in front of our dog."

I barely even noticed Yoongi's use of the word 'our' before 'dog.' I couldn't even think right now. I'm going to...nope. I am definitely already crying. I cover my face with my hands and sink to the floor by the bathroom.

"I am so sorry, Yoongi," I bawled into my hands. "Oh my God. I am so, so sorry."

Yoongi pointed to the door, silently asking Jungkook to leave, then he rushed over and pulled me into his arms. "Why are you apologizing, Kitten?"

"This is all my fault!" I cried out against his chest, burrowing closer to his warmth and soaking his shirt with tears.

"How do you figure that?" he asks, petting my head lightly. "There were two of us going at it on that couch."

"But I pushed you to do it!" I told him. "You didn't want to, but I made you!"

"Okay, first off, I sure as hell did want to," he tells me in a stern but soothing voice. "Second, nobody makes me do anything, Cassi. Not even you."

"But it's your job...and ARMY....and the company....they....I...fire...I'm...You....It's..." I was a mess. I couldn't even form coherent sentences at this point. Even I didn't know what I was trying to say. 

Yoongi took a deep breath before pushing back on my shoulders to look at me. "Everything is going to be okay, Kitten. I will do whatever I have to to make it okay. Nobody is going to get fired. ARMY was going to find out eventually that I had found my soulmate. And besides, Jungkook said that the only way that he and Hobi could tell it was us was because of those cute little pet names of ours."

"He said 'disgusting' Yoongi," I reminded him.

"He's disgusting," Yoongi says, then he laughs. "Okay, not really, but he's fucking annoying sometimes, and I owe him."

"I can't believe that you're trying to make jokes right now," I tell him with a pout. "Everybody just heard us have sex!"

"It was just soundcheck, Kitten," he says to me. "That's hardly everybody. It's not like it happened in the middle of a concert."

"But they all have phones, Yoongi!" I said, then I covered my face again. "Oh God...They're going to post it everywhere."

"And our legal team will get it taken down," he tells me. "It's going to be alright, Cassi. But please, take some deep breaths. It's breaking my heart to see you like this."

I tried to do what he asked. I took in some deep breaths, then let them out slowly. That and the way his hands were rubbing comforting circles on my back calmed me down a little bit.

"I love you, Cassi," He tells me, pulling me back into his arms. "It's going to be okay."

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@MikroMinie: Who the hell was that?

@Hobistan: You all heard that, right?

@BTSLoveMyself: For those of you not at the Wembley soundcheck, I'm here to tell you, shit is about to go down.

@FakeLover: Oh we all heard it at the soundcheck. Somebody was gettin' busy.

@inmydreams: What?! Those of us who can't be there need more details!

@BTSLoveMyself: @inmydreams- During soundcheck, a mic came on, and there were people having sex.

@inmydreams: @BTSLoveMyself: Oh my God!!!! Who?!?

@BTSLoveMyself: @inmydreams: Not sure, yet. All we know is that it couldn't have been Jimin, because he was on stage.

@inmydreams: @BTSLoveMyself: WOW! Keep me updated!

@BTSLoveMyself: @inmydreams: I will post any new information that we gather. ARMY is now on a detective mission.

@BTSQueen: @BTSLoveMyself: You forgot to mention that one of the guys has apparently found his soulmate.

@inmydreams: @BTSQueen @BTSLoveMyself: OH MY GOD! How could you forget something like that?!

@BTSLoveMyself: @inmydreams @BTSQueen: I was distracted by all of the moaning and pet names being thrown about. And the spanking.

@inmydreams: @BTSLoveMyself: I know that I keep saying this, but OH MY GOD!!!!

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The phone that I was holding was suddenly plucked out of my hands.

"Hey!" I said, reaching out and making grabby hands at it. "Give that back!"

"No, Kitten," Hobi tells me. "I promised Yoongi when he had to go up for soundcheck that I wouldn't let you read anything online."

"That's not fair!" I pout at him. "I just want to know if they've figured it out, yet."

"Believe me, you don't want to know that," Hobi insists. "What can you even do if they have?"

"They haven't," Jungkook says from where he's sitting on the floor, leaning against a wall, and scrolling through his phone. He refuses to sit on the couch. Not that I blame him. "I'll keep an eye on it for you, Cass, but you don't get your phone back until Yoongi says."

"You both know that I'm older than you are, right?" I remind them as I cross my arms. "Show some respect and give me back my property."

"Nope," Hobi says, pocketing my phone. "Yoongi is a lot scarier than you. It's not happening."

I frown and lean back against the couch. I had no problem sitting on it.

"Don't make that face at me, Cassiopeia," Hobi tells me. His voice is stern. I've never heard him like that, and he never uses my full name. He's not Hobi right now, he's switched into full Hoseok mode, and he means business. "This is the best thing, and you know it."

"No I don't!" I say to him. "I have to know what is going on!"

"Jungkook will tell you if it's anything drastic." He's not backing down, but I'm not ready to, either.

"No he won't."

"No I won't."

Jungkook and I both spoke at the same time.

"SEE!" I say, pointing at the youngest in the room. "I told you! Give me back my damn phone!"

"That won't be happening," Hobi tells me. He heads for the door.

"Where do you think that you're going?" I ask him.

"They just called for me," he says, furrowing his brows. "Didn't you hear it?"

"No."

Hobi pauses at the door, then walks over to Jungkook and swipes his phone, too.

"Hey!"

"You might not want to tell her anything, but I don't trust you not to give her your phone," Hobi explains, walking back to the door.

"I won't!"

"You have no power over her, Maknae," Hobi says with a laugh. "It's the other way around. She can get you to do anything."

"She's my Noona!" Jungkook says, his bottom lip poking out.

"Exactly. You can have your phone back when Yoongi or I come back."

He leaves and Jungkook and I both sit and pout.

"He's not wrong," Jungkook says. "I would have given you my phone, just because you asked for it."

"I know, Kookie," I tell him. "Thanks for being on my side."

"I'm always on your side, Cass," he says with a small smile. "You're one of my best friends."

I get up off the couch and walk over to sit by him, then I lay my head on his shoulder.

"Yoongi-Hyung is going to be mad if he walks in and sees this," he tells me, but he lays his cheek against the top of my head. "I know that you need it, though. You always have to touch somebody when you're upset."

I smile and snuggle into him a little more. "You know me pretty well."

"That wasn't hard to figure out with all of the times that you escaped into me and Jin's dressing room when you and Yoongi would get in a fight," he says with a laugh. "Which was often."

"Pretty sure that we're going to have another one today," I tell him. "It's a lot more convenient that you're in the same dressing room now."

Jungkook laughs and shifts to wrap his arm around me. "I'm glad that you're my Noona."

"I'm glad that you're my Kookie. You're a good friend, dude." 

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A/N: We all know that ARMY will eventually figure this shit out, right? And how sweet is our little Maknae? I really feel like this is how JK would be as a friend. He's such a sweetheart. Hope you're all doing well and staying safe and healthy, my loves! ------- Kat

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