"Great. You are now my favorite child." Yoongi told the young girl, who beamed with his praise. He turned blankly to the rest of the children. "To everybody else - get back to work."
When a prideful Min Yoongi and his fearful cousin, Jungkook, are...
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"No, no, and no." Yoongi protested as the man invited himself in, pushing past Yoongi with his arms full of gear. The man didn't seem to hear the refusal; He kept walking right past a shocked Jungkook and into Yoongi's room.
"Hey! Hey!" Yoongi called as he shut the door behind him, quickly heading after the man. "You can't be in there!" He rushed past Jungkook, who sat wide eyed on the couch, darting into the bedroom door, only to see the man turning his vacuum like appliance on.
"What are you doing?!" Yoongi yelled; his patience just about to burst and allow him to strangle the man in front of him. Maurice looked to him with a smile as his hands wrapped around the nozzle of the vacuum. "I'm cleaning the a'rats of course!" He insisted before turning away from Yoongi and whistling some tune as he pointed the machine towards the bed.
Yoongi watched in horror as the man used the appliance on his bed – namely his pillow. He could barely utter a word as his pillow (which he literally put his face on,) got sucked inside of the nozzle, blocking the air passage and causing the machine to make a high pitched sound. The man whistled cheerfully as it happened, totally unconcerned that he was polluting a pillow with something he used to suck up rat poop.
Yoongi wanted to scream. He wanted to pick the man up and throw him out the window. His body wouldn't allow him to do either, so all he could do was stand there with his jaw hanging and watch.
Jungkook walked in behind Yoongi, slowly crouching behind the elder man as he watched the vacuum cleaner violate their bed. "Um, Yoongi? Why is that man vacuuming our bed?" He asked, looking confused and significantly less shocked than he was before.
Ignoring Jungkook's question, Yoongi finally walked up beside the man and wrapped his hand around his collar, pulling it back so the man's face would meet his. "Hey! I said to stop!" He finally managed to say, his voice wavering as he noticed through his peripheral vision that some clothing he'd left on the bed was being sucked up the vacuum.
Maurice stopped his whistling, glaring up at Yoongi when he noticed the younger man's grip on his shirt. "I already a told you." He tsked, "I clean'a the rats." He gestured to the vacuum.
Yoongi tried hard to keep calm the side of him that wished to unleash all its anger out on the man. Inhaling a long, exhausted breath, Yoongi said over the loudness of the machine, "Rust."
The man nodded, his eyes rolling as if Yoongi was the idiot. "Yes, you said Rats."
"Lord help me before I choke the life out of this man." Yoongi mumbled to himself before looking to Maurice again, his eyes steaming in heat. "Rust. R-U-S-T." He spelt out, hoping to anything good that the man would understand.
Instead, the man ripped himself out of Yoongi's hold and brought the vacuum to Yoongi's face, waving it in front of him. Yoongi leaned back in shock; slightly frightened the vacuum would suck his face into its dusty abyss like it had his clothes.
