In all honesty, Yoongi was never a 'children' person. He never really understood why there were people who would coo at every little stupid thing a child would do. The thought of him once being apart of that category simply made him shudder.

The only child he could truly be around and not feel the need to punch would be his nephew. The kid had curly, brown hair. A slight mushroom-trim in the back while his front hair fell right above his eyes. The boy wasn't like any other kids. He was swag.

"So, what do you want to do today?" He questioned as the two hopped off his car. His brother had asked him to take care of the kid for the day and so that was exactly what he planned to do.

"I don't know... What do you think we should do, Uncle Yoongi?" The eight year old asked, his doe eyes staring into the older's half lidded ones.

See? This is what Yoongi meant when he called his nephew swag.

"Already learning to shift your work onto someone else at this age." He muttered with a sigh. "You're growing up well, kid."

Then stopping to think of what they really should do, Yoongi noticed a small toy store in the corner of the street.

"Well, I suppose I do have some cash on hand." Then turning to his nephew and slightly crouching down to meet his eye level, he asked, "How bout I get you a toy?"

The little boy's face lit up and he nodded eagerly at the suggestion.

As they entered the little toy store, Yoongi's mouth literally fell open in shock.

Swag.

There, in one corner of the store, stood a gigantic, stuffed Kumamo doll. He hadn't even fully entered the store but Yoongi knew that he would be coming here a lot.

His nephew ran into the store, excitedly wandering about the aisles. The male too decided to take a walk around the store to see if he could get something of his choice or rather, a Kumamon doll of his choice.

The store was covered in pastel colours, few dots of black signifying that they indeed had Kumamon plushies. As he looked around, he noticed that the store attendant was missing.

He probably stacking up the shelves or something.

"Uncle!" He heard the cheery cry of his nephew. When he found his nephew though, the sight before him took his breathe away.

No wonder he's swag. The male thought to himself as he watched his nephew seated at a tiny tea table, with cups and coasters placed neatly and a couple of Kumamon stuffies seated around.

The older male crouched down too, and played along with the kid.

"Pleasant weather we're having. What do you say, Jihoo?"

The little boy nodded eagerly, taking a sip of imaginary tea, his little pinkie sticking out.

"Indeed." He said giggling. "It's perfect for our tea party."

"Yes it is. I'm glad the Kumamons could join us as well." Then turning to one of the slightly larger Kumamon, he said , "So, how has your day been?"

The male nodded slightly as though his question had been answered. "And I suppose your children are faring well?"

His nephew had been giggling the entire time. And Yoongi wouldn't say that that didn't urge him to carry on. But Yoongi felt a strange presence around...

Just then, he heard a soft giggle and someone muttering the words, "Cute."

Suddenly it hit him.

The reason why his nephew had been giggling all to eagerly was because  his uncle had been embarrassing himself in front of the store attendant.

Yoongi whipped his head around, so fast that he winced from the the sudden pain that hit him. He stood to his feet and walked down the aisle, sensing footsteps on the opposite side of the aisle.

"You know, it's considered rude to just eavesdrop on another person's conversation."

In response, he simply heard a soft giggle... And for some strange reason, Yoongi felt the sides of his lips curl up.

"The sight of you playing with those stuffies was too cute to just pass by though." The other cooed.

Yoongi stopped walking feeling offended. But as much as he wanted to sprint to the other side of the aisle and see the stranger, who somehow made him smile, Yoongi enjoyed this form of communication.

"Excuse me, Mr. Giggles but that wasn't cute. Making formal conversations with a highly sophisticated Kumamon is far from 'cute'."

The male, Yoongi had somehow figured he was, laughed yet again. The sound making Yoongi's heart soften.

Wait, what?

No. Yoongi did not just feel his heart soften towards a stranger. He was the Min Yoongi. People at his workplace shuddered at the sound of his name. There was a reason they did that. And that was because he was known to be cold hearted. No, his heart would not melt so easily.

"I suppose some people would consider it that. I still found it cute though."

"So, seeing that you had the audacity to interrupt a rather fine tea party, I suggest you cough up your name as an apology."

The male laughed yet again as he replied, "Oh that should be fine. I'm Jimin."

"Nice to meet you, Jimin-"

Just then, his phone rang in his pocket. And the ringtone that sounded caused him to freeze.

"YoongiYoongi SwagMon has a phone call! YoongiYoongi SwagMon has a phone call!"

Embarrassed and slightly flustered, Yoongi searched for his phone. He was seriously going to kill Hoseok for this.

It was just another simple day at work and Yoongi accidentally left his phone in his office when he went for lunch. Upon return, his phone had been completely customised in the Hobi way.

His screen saver and lock screen were permanently stained with the picture of his Horse faced friend and his ringtone changed to a very annoying,

"YoongiYoongi SwagMon has a phone call!"

The male practically groped himself searching for his phone, finally finding it in his coat pocket. He reached out for it and once he saw the caller ID, he swore he almost threw his phone away.

"What do you want, Horse face!?"

"Woah, calm down bro. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to grab lunch together?"

"I'm out with my nephew, Hoseok. I thought I mentioned that already." He said with an exasperated sigh as his hand threatened to hit the end call button.

"Fine then. See you around Yoon-" Yoongi quickly ended the call, not even bothering to say bye.

He then let out a nervous chuckle, not sure what to do. Just then though, he heard someone burst out in a fit of laughter.

"Laugh all you want kid. That's the least you can do to calm me down." He mumbled the last part hoping that the younger hadn't heard it.

The two of them continued their conversation, the shelf serving as a barrier in between them.

"So, you like Kumamon?"

"Like!?Jimin, I love Kumamon! Kumamon is the love of my life and there's nothing in this world that can change that. Well, except for Holly, but that's it!"

Jimin laughed at the older's cuteness once again. But he didn't say it out loud this time, knowing for a fact that the other would just assume it as Jimin being 'jealous' of his swag.

All throughout their conversation, Yoongi had a subtle urge the climb over and take a peek of what the other looked like. It turned out Jimin had similar plans too. Yoongi was made clear of it when he heard a sudden shuffling of feet from the other side of the aisle.

"Oh no, you're not." Yoongi said as he began taking large strides towards the end of the aisle.

The younger giggled from the other side as they both made their way towards the end of the aisle. Just as Yoongi took a turn his foot hit a tiny table that had been arranged at the end of that aisle.

Tubes of chalk powder, most of which were pastel colours, flew out of their containers and mixed with the air. Yoongi lost his balance and fell on the ground, his body coming in contact with that of another.

And it was amidst the pastel coloured walls and chalk powder, that Yoongi saw him.

With his honey-blonde hair dusted in colours of blue and pink, and an eye smile that instantly made his heart flutter, Yoongi didn't care about anything anymore.

He didn't care that the expensive suit he wore that day was covered in chalk powder or the fact that Hoseok would probably be lounging in his office room at that very moment. Or the fact that his knee was on the face of a Kumamon plushie. Okay, he did care about that bit but not enough to move from his position.

Because it was at that moment that Yoongi felt it.

He had found a new Kumamon.