"So, Yoongi, you'll be sleeping with me in my room." Seokjin pointed at his door and wiggled his eyebrows. "Like the old times."

Yoongi quickly turned to the dancers, specially Jimin. "I stayed at Seokjin's for a while in the past and he was just moving in so the guest room hadn't been set up." He turned to Seokjin. "Actually, can I not sleep in the same room as you?"

Seokjin placed his hand on his chest, eyes wide and his mouth gasping. "You don't want to sleep with Daddy Jin?"

"Never call yourself Daddy Jin regarding to me." Yoongi had a disgusted look on his face. "Or in general. Look I just... I don't want to sleep with you. Why don't you have Joon sleep with you?"

Seokjin looked at Namjoon and shrugged. "Sure thing." As he turned back to the hallway, Namjoon smiled at Yoongi as they walked through said hall and inside a room. "This is the guest room, there's a full size bed there and a bathroom that connects to~" He smiled as he pointed at another bed. "Another guest room."

Hoseok smiled as he pointed in between the rooms. "You know, for someone that is a minimalist, you got a lot of rooms."

Seokjin nodded as he crossed his arms. "Yeah but I have my friends over a lot and my family likes to visit from time to time. It's something I do need."

"So who's sleeping here?" Jimin asked, yawning right afterwards.

Seokjin shrugged as they came out the two rooms into the hallway. "I dont care. I know one of you will have to sleep on the couch."

Jungkook pointed at the room that connected from the first guest room. "Would you mind if we moved the couch in here? That way whoever sleeps on the couch doesn't have to be alone."

Taehyung slightly smiled as he nodded. "Please hyung."

Seokjin rolled his eyes. "The things I do for my children..."

The blond dancer giggled as he pointed at himself and the two other dancers. "We're your children?"

"Well you don't see anyone else giving you food, a roof, a bed, and love, do you? Now get to it."

Jimin and Hoseok made sure the doors to the first guest room and bathroom were open as Yoongi and Taehyung kept the other door open together, since the both didn't want to be alone.

Jungkook and Namjoon carried the couch inside and through the room and bathroom, right to the other room. Taehyung watched as Jungkook pushed his sleeves back down after setting down the couch, the boy looking up and smiling at him. "All set."

Seokjin's eyes lit up. "Oh my gosh, I almost forgot." He pointed at Namjoon. "Joonie, you remember when we went to Jeju Island and stayed a few days but had to leave early?" He signaled for Namjoon to follow him and he opened a closet, quickly pulling out a red bag. "You guys told me to keep your clean clothes in my extra bag and I never gave them back."

Namjoon smiled as he pointed over at the guest rooms. "A shower would refresh a few of us."

Seokjin gave him a dorky smile before popping back into the room with the bag in hand. "I have some clothes here and two showers for anyone that feels stinky or wants to freshen up." He pulled out Namjoon's clothes and dropped the bag on the floor as he winked at Jungkook and Jimin. "Tae's and Yoongi's clothes." He then shrugged at Yoongi and Hoseok. "Also mine."

Jungkook and Jimin looked at each other as Seokjin and Namjoon went out the room, quickly running to the bag.

"Give me! I want Tae's clothes!" Jungkook said as he pushed Jimin to the ground, the bag falling from his hands.

"But I want Yoongi's clothes too!" Jimin pouted as Jungkook pulled out a forest green shirt, pointing at it as he looked at Taehyung.

"Is this yours?"

Taehyung nodded as he smiled. "I think my grey sweatpants are there too." He then frowned as Jungkook pulled the clothes out. "Jimin hyung, why do you want to wear Yoongi's clothes?"

Jimin stopped dead in his tracks and gulped. "Cause... Why not?" He then pointed at Jungkook. "Why does he want to wear your clothes?"

Jungkook stuck his tongue out to Jimin as he held the clothes. "Cause I like his clothes."

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he grabbed the bag, throwing his clothes at Jimin while he took Seokjin's out and threw them at Taehyung. "I'm not showering." He pointed at Hoseok. "You?"

He shook his head and smiled. "Nah, I'm fine. So..." He clapped his hands together. "I guess we have to pick who's sleeping with who."

Yoongi shook his head. "Not really. Tae and Jungkook are sleeping together and you with Jimin. I'll take the couch."

"Hyung—" Jimin wanted to disagree. After seeing the boy break down before, he feared that he may not want to be alone.

"Then me and Tae will take this bed and you guys take the other room." Jungkook looked around for approval as everyone agreed except for Jimin, who only looked at Yoongi with a worried look on his face.

"I'll shower first then." Taehyung pointed at the dresser by his bed. "Jin hyung keeps card games in there if you guys want to play around."

As Taehyung went in the bathroom, the other four situated themselves in the middle of the room's floor with a deck of regular cards. Seokjin was just fixing the bed as Namjoon slowly unfolded his clothes for him to take a shower.

"You're calling us your children now?" He chuckled as he looked at Seokjin.

The raven haired boy shook his head as he finished fluffing the pillows. "Not you. The rest."

Namjoon pouted. "Why not me? Don't you take care of me as well?"

Seokjin smiled as he sat on the edge of his bed and stared at Namjoon. "You take care of me more than I take care of you."

"So you are my child?" Namjoon laughed as he sat down next to his friend, clothes in hand.

"I'd say you are the dad and I am the mom of the rest."

The two looked at each other as Namjoon looked baffled and didn't know how really how to respond.

Seokjin brought his hand to Namjoon's forehead and moved his hair out of the eyes he hoped would shine again instead of looking so scared. "I was really worried about you all. But I can't help feel guilty for you getting stuck in there. Had it not been for me leaving..." He placed his hand on Namjoon's left shoulder as he looked disappointed in himself.

The younger shook his head as he smiled. "You shouldn't feel guilty. I could have gone home after you left but I decided to go to work. It isn't your fault."

"I thought of the worst." Seokjin chuckled as he looked down at his own hand, realizing his placement, but not moving. He looked up, eyes watering as Namjoon's expression was filled with concern. It slightly bothered the older because, he just survived a shooting yet he was looking concerned for others instead. "I was scared that you'd come out of there injured. Or dead."

"But I didn't. I'm here with you." Namjoon crossed his right hand to his left shoulder, placing it on top of Seokjin's own hand. "I'll always be with you no matter what hyung."

The two shared another look at each other. The younger thought that's all it was, but his heart began beating right on his ear as Seokjin started leaning in, slowly but definitely closer, moving his hand up to Namjoon's neck. But it didn't feel right, or at least seemed right. Because in his head, Seokjin didn't like him. In his head Seokjin was straight and just jokingly said some things that sounded gay. In his head, even if Seokjin was gay, he liked Hoseok, and not him.

As Seokjin began to close his eyes, the door was knocked on and opened, Namjoon jumping to his feet and away from Seokjin, who did the same.

"Hey hyung," Yoongi pursed his lips as he looked between the two, feeling the tense atmosphere. "sorry for interrupting... whatever was going on. Do you have an extra towel? There's only one in the bathroom and Jimin doesn't have one."

Seokjin cleared his throat as he went inside his bathroom, coming out with a white towel and handing it to Yoongi. "Make sure to get a peek at him."

"Gay." Yoongi quickly winked at Namjoon before the door was closed in front of him.

The brunet chuckled. "I should... go in the shower then."

"Yeah I'll just..." Seokjin opened the door to his room and pointed down the hallway. "Go check that the front door is locked." And just like that, he closed the door, passing by the guest rooms quickly.

"You guys keep playing," Yoongi yawned as he set down his cards in front of Taehyung. "I need sleep."

"Goodnight hyung." Taehyung smiled at him as he grabbed his set of cards, wide eyed at the cards. "Nice."

"Night Yoongi hyung." Jungkook tried to look over Taehyung's shoulder but was quickly smacked by Hoseok.

"No cheating!"

Yoongi followed Jimin into the bathroom and was going to the other room when he was grabbed by the wrist.

"What's wrong Chim?"

Jimin let go of his wrist and chuckled nervously as he ran his hand through his hair. "I'm fine, I mean nothing is wrong. I just, I'm worried about you."

Yoongi frowned as he leaned back onto the sink's counter. "Worried? Why?"

Jimin looked at Yoongi as he took a breath in. "At the company, that was an anxiety attack right?" Yoongi only nodded, not wanting to explain himself as Jimin already knew he had chronic anxiety. "I just... How do I help when you have anxiety attacks?"

The older blond looked confused as he crossed his arms. "What do you mean?"

"If it happens again, how do I help?" Jimin fidgeted with the towel in his hands. "I felt kind of useless when Namjoon knew what to do and I didn't. You're my friend so I want to make sure I can always help."

Yoongi expected to feel angry at Jimin for intruding into his life and insunuating he would have other anxiety attacks, but instead, he couldn't help but smile.

That was something he couldn't help but do around Jimin. Smiling. "Well um, if we are ever in public, being around people wont help so, taking me somewhere safe is ideal. Sometimes when I have my attacks, I forget where I am or what I'm doing so asking me questions like 'What color is your shirt' and stuff like that helps. Uh..."  He shrugged as he remembered his mom. "My mom, whenever I got anxious, she'd hug me and hum near my chest so that I felt the vibrations. it's weird but it helped regain my senses."

Jimin smiled and took Yoongi's hand, caressing it lightly, scared that the touch might somehow spook him away. "Hoepefully the time never comes, but now I know how to deal with the situation."

As Yoongi went out the other side he turned and smiled at Jimin. "Thanks for caring."

Jimin smiled and gave him a thumbs up. "No problem hyung."

Hoseok stood up, throwing his cards at the floor. "Fuck you guys. You keep conspiring against me, I don't want to play anymore." He stood and left to the kitchen as the two youngest laughed.

Taehyung dropped the cards and flopped onto the bed, quickly grabbing the covers and hiding underneath them. Jungkook couldn't help but laugh as he dropped his cards and laid next to his hyung, whining as he looked down at his legs. "What about me? I got no blankets."

Taehyung giggled as he scooted closer to Jungkook. "I'm willing to share."

Jungkook chuckled and watched as Taehyung snuggled close to Jungkook, the covers being thrown over Jungkook's legs. His smile shrunk as he realized how quiet Taehyung had been for the past hours. "Are you okay Tae?"

Taehyung nodded as he opened his eyes and stared up at the youngest. "Yeah. Just a little afraid I guess."

Jungkook looked away, avoiding eye contact. "You were crying a lot on the way here."

The silver haired boy cleared his throat as he sat up, back against the headboard. "I was really scared. Even outside and secure from danger, I didn't feel safe."

"You are safe now." Jungkook smiled as he booped Taehyung's nose. "As long as you are with me, you'll be safe hyung."

Taehyung chuckled as he grabbed onto Jungkook's hand and intertwined their fingers. "You insinuating something?"

"Maybe." The bunny boy giggled as he hid under the covers, Taehyung following behind.

"Well, I guess we aren't going to the fair."

Jungkook shook his head, the blanket over his head messing up his hair in a cute way as he kept smiling. "I still want to go out with you. A second date is due."

Taehyung smiled and began to whisper. "How about we make it a secret and go have dinner a week from now?"

"Deal."

Hoseok had found Seokjin sitting on a chair, elbows propped on the counter as his hands held his head. His shoulders looked tense so the dancer walked up behind him, placing his own hands at his shoulders as comfort.

"You okay hyung?"

The young man shook his head, taking a deep breath in as he sat up straight, looking ahead at his own kitchen. "Not really."

Hoseok pursed his lips as he took a seat next to him. "Want to talk about it?"

Seokjin turned his head slightly as he looked at the concerned face on his new friend. "I really shouldn't be thinking about this right after what happened today."

"If it's bothering you," he shrugged and smiled. "must be important."

The older ruffled his jet black hair before nodding to himself. "I... I was raised by conservative parents, like most. But for some reason, they were adamant into ever being at least respectful about homosexuality or anything that just wasn't straight." He sighed as he threw his head back. "I think it's because as a kid, I liked girly things and they thought that would automatically make me gay."

"You aren't?" Hoseok almost seemed confused. He could have sworn Seokjin was gay times ten.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I think I am but... how do I know? I've only ever dated girls and I've never k-kissed a guy."

Hoseok smiled to himself as he put his hands together, playing with the ring in them. "All you have to do is experiment with someone you know."

Seokjin's mind instantly pictured Namjoon, kissing him, like he almost did before. But he couldn't take advantage of his best friend's feelings. It felt wrong to even think about it with Taehyung as the boy hadn't even had his first kiss. Yoongi... only if they were the last men standing on earth. "I don't know anyone willing to do that."

"You know me."

The older looked at Hoseok, eyes widened in surprise. "I don't want to ask that of you."

"Why not?" Hoseok smirked as he scooted closer, hand on his hyung's upper arm. "I've heard you before, you know? You're not very quiet when talking about other's asses."

At that moment, Seokjin swallowed as his commentary came to bite his ass. He wanted to say something, but instead, no words really came out as a hand was placed on his neck.

"Do you want to find out what it feels like?" Hoseok had something persuading about him. His eyes were serious and almost intimidating but his voice was gentle and spoke with what seemed to be sincerity.

So instead of answering, Seokjin planted his lips onto his friend's, hastily but his gesture was soft. And even if it caught the younger off guard, he gained some control. As their lips moved slowly, Seokjin took his hands to Hoseok's chest, placing them carefully as if maybe he'd change his mind with such touch.

The hand that had been placed on his neck added pressure and the both changed what had been a shy, slow paced kiss into a much different one. Deepening the kiss made Hoseok breath into the kiss as he stood from his chair only to get closer to Seokjin. He wrapped his hands around those broad shoulders when they heard a door open.

The two backed away, breathing heavily as Taehyung came in the kitchen. "Oh here you went to sulk." He chuckled as he pointed at the fridge. "Hyung, can I grab a water bottle?"

Seokjin nodded, quickly standing up. "I'll be going to sleep now."

The two watched as Seokjin went through the hallway and inside the room.

"That was weird."

Hoseok cleared his throat. "You know if Jimin is done?"

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