Knock Knock [ SIN AU ]

Worries And Trust Problems

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Food was almost done, so Yoongi had the youngers put out the side dishes on the table so he could bring the pot. He could hear a door closing in the distance, and figured Seokjin was done freshening up. He turned back to the pot to turn off the stove, so he could have it set on the table when the elder omega waddled in.

"Oh... are you done?"

"Hm?" he hummed, turning to glance at the elder. His face was flushed, but the elder seemed brighter than a while ago, and his scent had mellowed into something more of a serene scent, like warm milk. Yoongi nodded, taking the lid off the pot.

"Yea, just gonna take this out. But- here," he says, using a spoon to scoop a little of the broth.

Seokjin got closer, letting the younger feed him. He hummed at the taste, smacking his lips a bit.

"How's it?" Yoongi asked quietly, licking his lips. He was nervous at what the elder would think. Was it good? Bad? To his liking? Edible? Too spicy?

"Just right. It tastes really good."

"You sure? Not too spicy or- I mean-"

"I get what you mean," the omega muses, a hand on his shoulder, so he could lean closer to peer into the pot.

Yoongi gulped at the proximity, but did not move a muscle to accommodate the elder. He could smell a whiff of sweet milky tangerine scent, and he gulped, turning away to assess the contents of the pot.

"It looks good! I can't wait to try it!"

The alpha could feel himself turning red, so he quickly ducked, hiding a smile as he covered the pot back, doing his best to find some mitts to carry the pot over to the table.

"Hey hyung!" a voice called, and the two reflexively turned to the source to see Namjoon, who paused at their sudden synchronicity, before letting out an amused huff. "That was a bit scary, with the way you both turned at the same time."

The younger omega stepped into the kitchen, and paused again when he earned a glare from Yoongi.

"Oh, relax hyung... I came here to get something."

Jin just looked between the two, smirking amusedly at Yoongi who just squinted at Namjoon, before turning back to his pot.

"I'm gonna carry this to the table. Don't you dare mess anything up Joon."

"I will not sir."

"Good," he chided, before walking out of the kitchen carefully with the pot.

Seokjin trailed after Yoongi, but the younger being smaller, with his short footsteps, it looked like he was scurrying away, and the elder omega thinks of him as a mouse.