Approaching them with this information had been a difficult decision. Yoongi had not been entirely sure when, or where, or how he should do it. At the end, he figured the best approach would be right after their trainings, something which he knew they were going to have to talk to NamJoon on as he was fairly sure that the boys were hiding something from them when it came to the maknae's training. Either way, it was a time that they would be tired, at least a bit, and therefore less wary. Yoongi still did not have great hopes. He knew that the boys, compared to the rest of their group, took to him the most, likely because of his rather blunt and careless attitude, he knew that he had been drawn closer to those who were like that when he was younger, but he was still unsure that he could get them to agree to even show up. He also knew that if they truly did not want to, they would not. Ignoring the fact that it was painfully obvious that one, or two, or all of them had some sort of cloaking or invisibility power, they were fosters, it was unlikely that they would be unable to wriggle their way out of whatever unfavorable situation they would be put in. He knew that was part of the reason why Joonie and Jin wanted to recruit them, but they were still too young for that. Perhaps in another year or two when all of them became adults. He was still unsure what their ages were, he knew that he had seen the files which had them in it, but the information had gone just as soon as it had came. He just knew that they were not adults, which meant that they were illsuited to being recruited. It was an agreement that Yoongi had with them, that Bangtan would not recruit minors. He knew that they would not interfere with however other gangs wanted to recruit their own people, and there were still a lot of gangs that did recruit older minors, but as a general rule, Yoongi did not want Bangtan to be a part of that, and so far, they had honored those wishes, something which he was unendingly grateful for. When Hobi jointed up, the agreement had pretty much cemented in. They all had agreed, no recruiting minors. They would wait until the three were old enough to go out on their own before posing the suggestion to them, and it would be exactly that, a suggestion.
"Hey, before you go upstairs," Yoongi stated, startling the three into stopping by the front door and staring at him with wide eyes. Yoongi supposed this perhaps was not the best approach, and he honestly had not really intended to scare them, but it was too late to back out now, and Yoongi determinedly shoved his way forwards. There was only moving forward, now, no way to truly go backwards. Besides, it was better than them concocting some sort of plan if Yoongi allowed them to prepare, and he knew that they would. They were immensely smart, and sly. It reminded him a lot of himself when he was younger. "I wanted to talk to you three."
"Why?" Jimin questioned, his eyes hard and narrowed. Yoongi wanted to sigh, but knew it would merely set them off even more. Their distrust was not exactly entirely unwarranted. Yoongi had not really tried to catch them alone before, and he was sort of springing things on them. Plus, from what Yoongi could gather, Jimin was some sort of unofficial leader of the three. The primary goal of survival was obvious, but also him and Taehyung seemed to be almost as worried over protecting Jungkook as Jungkook was about protecting them. It was sort of nice, to see, after all. That there was still some good and use in the bleak world about them.
"Nothing bad, I assure you," Yoongi stated first, but knowing that they were undoubtedly going to worry anyways, he continued on as quickly as possible. "I just wanted to let you know that Jin and the others, myself included, are going to be taking you out to a restaurant next saturday. I know you don't particularly like surprises, so I figured I would let you know now, rather than waiting until later, allow you to prepare yourself."
"Why are we having some sort of celebration? What are you celebrating?" Taehyung interrogated. Yoongi said interrogated, because that was exactly what it was. His voice, and body language, though still behind Jimin, had become more and more hostile the more Yoongi spoke. Jungkook, he could not help but notice, placed a hand on Taehyung's arm, successfully managing to somewhat reel the boy in a bit.
"It just a celebration for how long you two have been with us. It's been two months, and for us, and for you, that is a long time. We may not be the best...guardians, and to be honest we are kind of all new at this sort of thing, taking care of...anyone really, but you haven't run away from us, and that must mean we haven't done something horribly wrong. Plus, well, your Social Worker was a bit of an asshole, and implied you would never make it this long, needless to say, you did." Taehyung looked somewhat mollified, but Jimin was clearly still suspicious.
"What does our social worker have to do with you guys deciding to do some sort of weird celebration for some idiotic reason?" He questioned lowly. Yoongi sighed, running a hand through his hair, giving up.
"Look, I know you don't particularly like, or trust, any of us, and to some extent, that is a good thing. We are a gang, after all, I would question your survival skills if you were not wary, but for one thing, I don't like obnoxious pricks who flirt with my boyfriends and call people lost causes without even glancing at them twice, and for two, Jin really does want to celebrate. He is really excited that we managed to have you for so long, as we honestly thought you were going to run off the first night." Jimin's hard exterior was beginning to break down at that. "He also made sure that it is going to be at a place and time where there are very little people, so that you aren't going to get overwhelmed."
"Oh," Jimin uttered softly, as though totally underprepared. Yoongi supposed that he was. It was not often that kindness had been shown, and to hear that someone truly just wanted to celebrate their existence? Yoongi would not have believed it in their shoes either. Strategically, Yoongi elected to not inform them that they had bought out the venue for the evening and that was why there was going to be very few if any people. Perhaps a few guards scattered about here and there, but nothing more. "Well, I guess we will be happy to go, then." Jimin said quietly, as Yoongi knew he would.
His powers were still acting weird, after all, which was another conversation that he needed to have with the rest, and preferrably the trainers too, but for now, he was just glad that he got the three to agree to attend the dinner, knowing that they would not back out now that they agreed. Even if they wanted to, Jimin was the spokesperson for the three of them, and since he had already agreed, it was too late to back out.
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Just Us Three-But It Doesn't Have to Be
FanfictionJungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin had been on their own for what seemed like ages. From orphanages, to bad foster homes, to the streets. They always stood together. It was them against the world. When the three young boys are late to their orphanages'...