"Hoba Hoba!" Tae called, 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 army's sun!"
Hobi stared at Taehyung, and then at the flower - an almost golden-pet...
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Hobi was in his bed again, but this time he was reading.
He was sitting against his headboard, with his blankets covering his legs.
There was a pillow on his lap to prop his book up a bit more so he wouldn't have to lean down as much to read.
He was really into reading lately, with the persuasion of Namjoon and Jimin, and had faded away from reality and into the universe of his book.
He jolted in surprise, however, when his bed dipped down. He looked up, and was pleasantly surprised to see Taehyung coming towards him on the bed, moving on his knees, with something behind his back.
"Hi, Tae-yah, what's up?" He asked, his body feeling warm and tingly in the presence of the younger.
Tae smiled, and was now kneeling right next to Hobi.
Hobi raised his eyebrows in surprise when the boy pulled the blanket down to expose his honey thighs, before hoisting a leg over the older's waist, settling down on his lap.
"I got you these," Tae said, producing a small, hand picked bouquet of flowers from behind his back, like he had done in the car.
There were eight flowers; a purple one, the same type Taehyung had picked on his walk; a yellow one with small petals; a pink one with big petals; a second white one with long, pointy petals; an orange rose; a red rose; a light blue one with soft thorns; a second pink one with dark pink in the center; and a second purple one with floppy petals.
Hobi smiled up at Taehyung, the older being taller now that he was in Hobi's lap.
He placed his hands on Taehyung's thighs, and watched as a blush and shy smile took over the younger's features.
"You're always so sweet to hyung. Always getting him flowers."
Taehyung blushed from Hobi's words, fidgeting with a leaf on one of the flowers.
"Hyungggg," he whined, though his shy smile had turned into a shy grin, and a quiet giggle was heard through the room.
Hobi reached up, and gripped the boy's chin gently in his hand, forcing him to meet his eyes, "I mean it, Tae. I cherish every one of the flowers you bring me. And that spot in the backyard - with the white flowers? - is one of my favorite spots thanks to you."
Taehyung pouted cutely, looking into Hobi's eyes, as if the older held the secrets to the universe.
