Flowers - Vhope ✓

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Bts had just finished an interview, and were leaving the building to go back home.

Hobi wasn't in the best of moods at the moment, because of a question the interviewer had asked, targeting an insecurity of Namjoon's.

Their leader had laughed it off and moved the interview smoothly along, but Hobi and the others could tell the question had truly gotten to him.

After the interview, however, everything was cleared up, so there really was no reason for Hobi to be sour anymore.

He walked up to the car, that he was going to ride home in with Jin, Yoongi, and Namjoon; the three maknae's would be taking a separate car.

"Hoba Hoba!" Hobi heard Taehyung call suddenly, running up to Hobi as he was getting in the car, "look! a flower! I picked it just for you, hyung, because it looks like the sun, and you're our and army's sun!"

Hobi stared at Taehyung, and then at the flower – an almost golden-petaled flower with a dark green stem, soft leaves crowning the bottom. It was beautiful. 

Hobi took it from Taehyung's delicate hand, which was outstretched and waiting for Hobi, waiting for him to take his gift.

Taehyung was always so warm, not only with his aura but also physically. And he always smelled so nice, like warm vanilla, like candy. It was never strong, you'd have to be standing very close to him to smell it.

And, right now, Hobi could smell Taehyung's sweet aroma, permeating from his body and into Hobi's nose, a sudden calmness and homely feeling washing over him, his limbs tingling with warmth.

The younger had recently dyed his hair pink. It really made his darker completion pop. He looked like honey and strawberries. Hobi thinks the hot pink hair was Taehyung's best look so far.

"Thank you, Tae," Hobi uttered, his cheeks the slightest shade of pink.

Tae grinned at him with his boxy smile.

"Are you still upset, hyung?" He asked, suddenly going doe eyed and pouty, cocking his head to the side with worry.

Hobi smiled gently at the younger's concern, "I'm okay now, Tae Tae. Thank you for the flower, it's beautiful."

Taehyung looked down shyly, wringing his hands together.

He laughed very quietly, and Hobi almost missed it, along with the grin on the younger's face, which disappeared when he looked back up.

"Good," Tae nodded solemnly, "I don't ever want my hyung's sad or mad. Are you sad or mad, Hoba hyung?"

Hobi chuckled at Taehyung's cuteness, "no, Tae, hyung isn't sad or mad."

Taehyung smiled with content, and stared at Hobi. Hobi stared back, not knowing what else to do. Suddenly, Tae shook his head, his cheeks flushing. He smiled at Hobi and started walking away, waving sweetly to Hobi as he headed to the second car, "bye bye, hyung! See you at home!"

"Bye, Tae," Hobi returned, and got in the car.

He was the last one in, so he shut the car door, blushing as the other three looked at him with fond smiles.

"That was cute, Hoba. How Taehyung cares so much about you," Jin commented, a motherly smile on his face.

Hobi smiled, and looked at the flower in his hand.

He brought it up to his nose, and smelled it gently.

It smelled so good, so sweet, but not as good as Taehyung smelled.

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