41. Is Cuddling Permitted?

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A/N- This is the chapter where the new daddy will be revealed. Are you ready?

Yoongi's POV

"Hyung, this one has matching earbuds," Jimin says excitedly, lifting up the earbud shell and displaying the rich purple color. I rolled my eyes and returned to my honey butter chips. We've been at the Samsung store for about 2 hours, and I'm sick of looking at phones. He has been showing me the same one in various colors for the past thirty minutes."Jimin, it looks exactly like the last two you showed me," I tell Jimin, who pouts.

"Nu-uh, this one doesn't fold, see," he says, proudly turning the phone in his palms.

"I don't give a damn, Jimin. Choose one so we can go home." I'm annoyed, exhausted, and didn't want to be here.

So, how did I get volun-told to come here in the first place? I couldn't tell you. I only recall Jimin saying something about going to get her a phone last night. I wasn't paying attention since the scent of the cookies Jin was cooking, along with the rustling of tissue paper that Kook was putting in the hospital treat basket, rendered my attention span obsolete. It wasn't until one of the guys suggested I go with him. "This will keep you away from Jungkook for a while," he said, recalling my prior confession. He made a valid point.

I needed a break from punishing the little brat, but why do I have to go to the store? I detest shopping, particularly in physical stores. They never leave you alone, constantly kissing your ass to make a sale.

"Consider it a mindless task." "Jimin goes in and chooses whatever phone he wants, and you enjoy the free snacks they give you," Jin says as he slides another cookie onto the cooling rack. When I look over at Jimin, he's fixated on wrapping the already-cooled cookies in small plastic bags and placing them neatly in the basket.

"Out of all those little brats, Jimin is the best," Joon says, grabbing a cookie from the rack.

"Yeah, he never acts up like the other two," Hobi adds, stuffing another cookie into his mouth.

"Yah! "You ass-hats, stop eating all the cookies!" Jin yells, smacking Joon's hand before he can go in for another. The purpose of these is to make Mia feel better while she is still cooped up. Not for you rapacious animals to devour in five minutes," he cautions, holding the spatula aloft, ready to strike once more.

"The four of us deserve a cookie this week, don't you think, Hyung? " Particularly me," I said as I extended my hand in anticipation of another treat, prompting Joon and Hobi to do the same. After taking a moment to consider it, he places two more cookies in our hands after taking another look at the rack.

"Are you satisfied now?" As we watched him put the remaining items on a tray and set them on the shabby dining room table for Kook and Jiminnie to finish wrapping, we grinned and thanked him for our reward. Jin is aware of how clingy Jimin, Tae, and Kook have been all week, and I'm sure he's as exhausted as I am. The younger three have been really struggling with her absence; Tae commutes with me to work despite the fact that our offices are on opposite sides of town; Jimin has been sleeping in Jin's bed every night and clinging to him like a koala; and JK, well, you saw from last chapter.

"I hope she gets discharged soon. I don't know how much more I can take," I huffed, popping the last piece of cookie in my mouth.

"I seriously hope she is released soon." I groaned as I shoved the last of the cookie into my mouth, I don't know how much more of this I could take.

I'm done, I guess. Hyung, let's head home now." I'm startled out of my thoughts when Jimin skips over to the seating area holding the white Samsung bag. " It took you too long enough. I was almost out of snacks," I got up, finishing my second water bottle before standing up to stretch. I began walking toward the exit when I noticed he wasn't following me. He was eating the snacks I hadn't eaten when I turned around to see him. I kept calling him, but I eventually got frustrated.

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