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The next day Jimin had returned home. Taehyung, Yoongi and Hoseok were on a train, they were heading to Yoongi's and Tae's parents house.
Hoseok was fast asleep next to Yoongi, he had fallen asleep as soon as the train had left the station, excusing himself saying he got motion sickness every time.
Yoongi was resting his face against the cold window. He was lost in thoughts, he was thinking and rehearsing in his head how he was about to present Hoseok to his parents.
Taehyung was sitting in front of them, he had been answering many messages on his phone. He also had news to tell his parents. As Jimin had confessed to him, and he said yes. They both were boyfriends too, the problem was their parents didn't knew he was gay.
Finally after some time they arrived. They took a taxi all the way to their parents' home. It was a big luxurious house.
Hoseok's mouth fell open as soon as he stepped inside, he was carrying a small luggage. They were planning on spending some days there, which Namjoon gave him as vacation.
"Oh, donut! You are a really bad donut! You never told me your parents were this rich, surely I know you were rich, as you are a famous writer and all of that, but you should have told me sooner, that way I wouldn't have come all dressed in this horrible clothes." Hoseok said to Yoongi, his outfit consisted of some lousy pants, an oversized sweatshirt of different colors and unmatching. And some horrible old shoes.
"Well you never asked, dumb baguette, I say you look pretty good, wait, tell me which colors you are using." Yoongi said giggling and laughing at Hoseok who again had an angry and pouty lips.
"Pink, red, and green…." Hoseok said defeated.
"Well, I don't know much about colors but I guess even with those you are handsome!" Yoongi told Hoseok quile guiding him to his own room.
Taehyung was already in his own room, he was resting from the trip, he had fallen asleep in the bed. Yoongi took his jacket off, and covered him.
"Wait where are you parents?" Hoseok asked nervously, feeling Mr. And Ms. Min were about to jump on top of him out of each closed door he saw, or stairs. His belly was full of nerves.
Yoongi looked at him and snorted out, again he felt like laughing at him. "What dummy? Oh, don't tell me you are scared and nervous because of meeting my parents? Well my nervous spaghetti, come here, they aren't home yet. Don't worry, let's have a bath, and then you can dress nicely for them!" Yoongi reassured him.
They went inside Yoongi's bathroom where they had a bath, in a big bathtub, the warm water calming Hoseok's nerves.
"Glad to see you look more like yourself, like a perfect spaghetti cooking at low temperature in hot water, all relaxed, soft and flaccid." Yoongi said while laughing.
"Hey who 's flaccid? Not me!" Hoseok complained, giggling.
He got up first, he was just in underwear, his luggages was on top of Yoongi's bed, he went like that outside as the bedroom door was closed. He was searching for something nice to wear when the door opened violently.
Hoseok jumped and froze, Yoongi's mother was in the door. "Yoongi, my baby, dear, you arrive early…….." her face fell, her mouth hung open. She was blushing fast. He saw his son's boyfriend almost naked. "Good lord! Who are you? " She said, jumping back "Where is my son?" She asked, covering her eyes.
Yoongi went out when he heard his mother and boyfriend's screams together. Hoseok was trying to cover his body, but it was late.
Yoongi walked with a towel and he surrounded his boyfriend with it, he sat him on bed, and patted his head. He walked to his mother. "Mom, you should have knocked, I told you my boyfriend was coming! You scared him. Let us dress and we will be down in five minutes!" He told the embarrassed woman.
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Spectrum of Colors
FanfictionYoongi is a 29 year old famous writer who writes romantic novels, describing the colors of the sunset, the rainbows, and the moon, but actually he can't see any of those colors. He suffered an accident when he was a child, he lost his color sight. H...