Bᴀʙʏ Hᴏsᴇᴏᴋ °ˢᵒᵖᵉ°└ᵒⁿ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ┐

Chapter 22

Yoongi frowned when a strange light blue clay figure popped up on his nose, interrupting his reading, and being held by Jung Hoseok's chubby little fingers.

"Hey Hoba, what is that?" He asked, deepening his brow as he tried to guess what kumamones this all-deformed mass was.  Little Hoseok screamed in outrage as he pointed at him.

"It's Ongi Hyung!" He exclaimed and then puckered, It was very obvious that it was his Hyung !, even he had taken the time to add a small black plasticine kumamon.  The youngest's little eyes quickly waned as he lowered his hand, disappointed.

Yoongi panicked, closed his book, setting it aside and quickly approached the child.

"Oh oh!  I'm sorry Hoba is that, is that that .." he left his lips parted while looking for an excuse "It's being very cute for me."

Hoseok hugged his blue clay Yoongi Hyung, pouting.

"I-it's cute because Gii is cute ..."

The boy's pale cheeks turned pink.

"Yah, Hoba don't say those things ... I'm embarrassed.  Jin Hyung will make fun of me he sees me like this" he whispered worriedly, bringing his hands to his cheeks, trying to hide that blush.

Hoseok frowned. Was Jin Hyung annoying his Ongi Hyung?  He didn't like that at all, not at all.  He puffed out his cheeks and felt very angry all of a sudden.

"Hoba?" Yoongi sank his finger against the inflated cheek of the minor, drawing his attention and causing him to make a strange sound when all the contained air left between his lips.

Hoseok stared at his Hyung intently.  Yoongi didn't take her gaze off him.  Forming a strange silence that ended up worrying the older.  What was going through the child's head?

But then ... Hoseok leaned against him to gently bite his cheek.  Yoongi yelled as he jumped back.

"Ugh, Hoseok. Do not do that!" he complained, walking away and going back to Hoseok's little "nest", he sat between the blankets and wiped the drool from his cheek with the sleeve of his Hoodie, looking at him with a slight pout "That hurt ."

Hoseok blinked angelically.

"Hyung is cute all red"

"I didn't ... I didn't go all red ."

Hoseok nodded, pointing to his cheeks.

"Redish.  Like a candy!  Mmh, candy" he put his hands to his belly "I want candy!"

And so the baby ran off in search of his mother to ask for some sweets.

Yoongi sighed, denying as he reread the storybook his father gave him.

Jin had never been intimidated in his short years of life;  but, now, with a Jung Hoseok looking at him with narrowed eyes and following him all the time ... Like he was starting to worry a bit.

Jin glanced at Hoseok while they had a snack in the patio of Yoongi's house, who was, as almost always, very concentrated reading a book, practically ignoring the rest for the moment;  Jimin was very worried about Taehyung, who had decided to climb a tree and hang from such a monkey branch and make poor Jimin scream in terror, who believed that that branch was too thin to support the weight of the child.

"Yoongi" Jin leaned as sneakily as possible against Yoongi, trying not to move his lips "Hoseokie is looking at me strangely again."

And that was what happened that scared the oldest:

When he warned Yoongi what was clearly happening, whenever the pale one looked up to see Hoseok, the little omega instantly changed his expression to a smiling and innocent one, looked away and hummed some song.

And Yoongi was the one who ended up looking strange at Seokjin.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Hyung. Hobi isn't even paying attention to us."

And when Yoongi turned his attention back to the book, Hoseok also looked back at SeokJin with a frown while at the same time chewing on a cookie and filling his mussels with crumbs.

Jin gulped as he drank his glass of milk, fleeing that gaze for the rest of the afternoon.

Jung Nara entered his son's room to find him lying in his nest, wrapped in the blankets and with tears in his eyes.

"Ow, baby, what's wrong?" She whispered, worried but respecting her cub's space.

After all, it was Yoongi who was allowed in and out freely.

And it is precisely because of Yoongi that that nest was born in the corner of the puppy's room.

At first he was almost unconscious, Hoseok always left a couple of sheets in that specific place;  it was his play corner.  But as the days went by there were always new things in the place, such as: his favorite stuffed animals and those of the oldest, a couple of pillows, Yoongi's Hoodies etc."

Besides that they learned the hard way that no one else, except Yoongi, could enter that corner;  When Hoseok's father mistakenly entered for Hoseok to come down for breakfast, the omega had taken this as an invasion and burst into tears.

That day he cried so much that the Jungs had to call the Min and he could only calm down when he watched Yoongi enter his room and take a little nap between the blankets invaded by his father.

"Nightmare, love?"

Hoseok nodded twice.  Nara sighed, taking between her fingers the fine fabric that hangs from the ceiling and functions as a kind of curtain.

"I can come in?"

Hoseok denied.

"Mmh, do you want me to sing a lullaby?"

"I want Gii"

"Gii won't always be with you love.

Bad idea.

Hoseok's face instantly turned red and a scream came from deep within his chest.  Nara sighed again, sitting down on the floor.

"Honey, do you remember Grandma Sonie?" He nodded, stepping out from between the sheets.

"She sended me lots of candy!" The mere memory of her made him forget her anger.  Nara nodded twice.

"Yes, she sended you a lot of candy, baby.  She got very sick, honey.  And we need to go visit her..."

Hoseok cocked his head" Shall we take Ongi Hyung?"

"We can't, baby.  It's far away and you know Ongi Hyung doesn't like unknown places."

"I stay with Ongi Hyung."

And she knew that was the last word from her little one.