The last day of normal

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Yoongi shuffled into the house Monday evening, he could smell Jin cooking something amazing, as always, and took a deep breath. "Baby what is that I could smell it the minute I walked in." Dropping his bags, he made his way to the kitchen, seeing his beloved wearing a cute pink frilly apron to protect his nice clothes from food splatters. Wrapping his arms around Jin's waist, he laid a kiss on the back of his neck.

"Japchae and rice. I wanted something quick but healthy." Jin turned and gave Yoongi a deep kiss, glad his husband was finally home.

"You never told me, what did the people at the soup kitchen say?"

"What do you mean I never told you? You never gave me a chance?" Jin recalled the night before. "The minute I got home, you were all over me. 'Baby I miss you, let me suck your dick, god baby you make me so hard.' Don't blame this on me!"

Yoongi smirked up at him, "Well I did, I wanted to, and you do, so yeah. Didn't hear you complaining when I was balls deep in your ass though. If I recall correctly the only thing I heard was 'Oh god daddy, fuck me harder.'"

The tips of Jin's ears were turning red hearing the husky words come out of Yoongi's mouth. "Anyways. The person who does the paperwork or whatever wasn't there. Evidently, he oversees a few different things, and the soup kitchen is only one of his projects, but the young guy in the office said he would have him call me. Since it's so late today, I'm hoping to hear from him tomorrow. I want to get started on this."

"I'm sure you will, baby. And they are going to be so happy to have you there."

"Thank you, love. Now set the table for me please, dinner is almost done."

******

"Boss we had a really nice guy come in yesterday wanting to know about volunteering at the soup kitchen. I think personality alone; he would be an amazing fit here. Here are his number and information." Yeonjun laid a piece of paper down on his boss's desk before leaving the room. The other gentleman picked it up, looking it over, a soft smile taking over his face when he read the name.

*****

Taehyung sat in his private office in the palace. In 4 months, he would be 25 and would be forced to take the throne unless he could figure out how to change things. He had been working diligently on a solution for the last two years, and he thought he finally came up with a solid plan, it would just be getting the rest of the corrupt council to go along with it. Unless... Hmm, that could work, why the hell didn't I think of that sooner.

Picking up his phone, he scrolled through, inputting the information he had for the people he thought could help. God, he hoped this worked.

*****

Jungkook played outside with Cypher, his new routine after coming home from Hogwarts. Cypher had endless energy, and Jungkook found himself spending at least an hour, if not more, outside with the dog in the evenings. Fetch was the dog's favorite game and usually by the end of the night, Jungkooks shoulder ached from how many times he threw the stick for the big dog.

Namjoon walked out of the house onto the back patio. "Babe, I have a beer over here if you can tear yourself away from Cypher long enough to welcome me home."

Throwing the stick one last time, Jungkook jogged over to Namjoon, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, planting a giant kiss on his puffy lips. "Welcome home, baby. How was the shelter? Did you see Jimin? Did you talk to him?"

"Chill babe. Yes, I saw Jimin, he actually gave me a tour of the facility. We spoke a little; I don't think he's ready to have a full-on convo with us yet, but hopefully soon. And I remembered to invite him to our weekly dinner sometime. If we get lucky, he'll take us up on it; he seems like he really needs friends again." Namjoon rested his hand on Jungkooks cheek, stealing another kiss.

"You ready for bed?"

"Depends, are you going to follow through on your punishment from yesterday?" Jungkook smirks, whistling for Cypher as he walks into the house.

*****

It was the middle of the night when 6 phones vibrated with a group text.

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