Pack Leader - Rap line

Meeting the Parents

It didn't take long for Namjoon's parents to find out the news of Yoongi living with Namjoon, and in turn Hoseok's parents

Something like Namjoon's mom posted on Facebook and her friend who is Hoseok saw it. Which means his parents saw it, and now they all know.

What else is there to be done but to all get together in one go and meet the parents.

Now Yoongi almost never tries to dress up and in turn he has almost no "fancy" clothes. He has no need for them so the night of, he is digging through his shared closet half a step to freaking out because the only fancy shirt he has doesn't match the fancy pants he has.

And what should he do about shoes? He's got three pairs of shoes. His work shoes, slippers, and a pair of sandals, NONE OF THOSE ARE FANCY.

"Hey Baby, hey look at me." Namjoon says pulling Yoongi out of the closet. "Why are you so nervous? It's just my parents, trust me they will love you both."

"I don't have anything nice to wear. Look at you, look at Hoba you both look so handsome with your nice fancy clothes. I mean come on did you iron that shirt?" Yoongi explains getting more and more frustrated.

Hoseok walks over and kisses his temple. "Honey, you don't need nice clothes to look amazing. You could show up to this silly party in your pajamas and no one would have the gull to question it."

"Yoongi your so confident, even when freaking out like this. If it weren't for your sent people would think that you are just a short alpha. Your amazing never second guessing yourself. Never silencing yourself always says and doing what you think is right. Honestly baby, you don't need fancy clothes to make a good impression on our parents." Namjoon continues speaking a smile on his face watching as Yoongi clams down.

"And if it's really bothering you Yoongi, you can burrow one of my button ups." Hoseok adds knowing full well that Yoongi isn't going to wear his clothes and that he just needs that last little push in the right direction.

Yoongi nods and places a soft kiss onto Namjoon's lips before turning his head and doing the same to Hoseok. "Thank you guys." Yoongi sighs out and smile on his face. "I love you both."

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Yoongi ended up wearing his normal "I'm not working today but still have to go out"™️ clothes that consisted of one of Namjoon's shirts with a silly little design on it his favorite black leather jacket and some random more than likely ripped jeans.

Hoseok has on a pair of black slacks and a white button up with his favorite bleached washed side bag. Namjoon looks like the same stereotypical art nerd that he is, instead of a hat and sandals he has black sneakers and his hair well he tried to style it but it's still sticking up in odd ways like always.

They get to the restaurant that Namjoon's parents picked out. His family's money obvious in the choice. Hoseok gulps as the walk up to the place already imagining his dad complaining left and right about all these expensive things.

But they head in anyway Yoongi walking up to the front desk. "Table for seven under the name Kim please." The man behind the counter looks up eyes scanning Yoongi's neck and goes back to doing whatever he was doing before. "Excuse me. Did you hear me?" Yoongi speaks up again and once again gets ignored.

Namjoon wraps his arm around Yoongi's waist. "Show us to our table." Is all he said and the man stands up. "Please follow me gentlemen."

Yoongi huffs out and crosses his arms following anyway. Hoseok grabs hold of Yoongi's hand making him relax a little bit more. They are shown to the table and Namjoon pulls chairs out for both Yoongi and Hoseok sitting in between the two.

Hoseok turns to say hi to his parents standing back up to hug them.

"Hello mother, father. It is good to-" Namjoon is cut off by his own father. Loud bombing voice silencing everyone in the room not only at the table. "Save it. Explain to me why we had to find out you are living with an Omega from Lee?"

The silence at the table is thick  and Hoseok and his parents are still standing in shock, but the rest of the restaurant continues with quite chatting. Namjoon clears his throat. "Firstly, I know no matter how you found out you would be upset with me considering Yoongi is unclaimed." Namjoon's mother gasps loud and dramatic clearly offended by her son's words.

"Secondly, I suggest that you stop talking about Yoongi like he isn't here. He may be small but he is fistey and I promise you he will win in a fight against you physical or verbal." Namjoon continues

"My third and final point, if you have any problems with my choice of boyfriends than you stand up and leave right now. Because I love them and nothing you say or do will change that fact." Namjoon finishes right as the waiter shows up.

"What can I get you guys to drink?"

Again no one speaks there is just a stairing contest going on between Namjoon and his father and everyone else is to scared to speak up. So Yoongi does "Yes what kind of lemonade do you have here?" Once again Yoongi neck gets glanced at and he gets ignored.

"Alright I'm sick of this." Yoongi stands up shorter than the waiter but he doesn't care. "Listen if you're gonna wait on this table than your going to listen to the Omega's here. We have our own voices and we WILL use them. So god damnit tell me what kind of lemonade you have."

"Well we have plan, mint and strawberry." The waiter says calmly as if he isn't being threatened by a tangerine smelling tiny man. "I will have a glass of strawberry please." And he sits back down crossing his arms again, a very clear very annoyed look on his face.

"Ohh actually can you make that two!" Hoseok pipes up exited at the idea. "I'll have your best glass of wine." Namjoon's dad says finally breaking eye contact.