𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟗

Tiger's head rests on Jungkook's chest, while the tattooed boy keeps him close, an arm still embracing his waist, breathing peacefully.

Tiger raises his body to have a better look, Bunny . . .

Carefully, he removes Jungkook's arm from his waist and places it down. Jungkook turns his body to him, whining almost inaudible, but he keeps his eyes closed.

Tiger lets out a sigh of relief and silently leaves the room, wandering around the new house—Where are they?

He goes downstairs trying not to make a sound, Is everyone sleeping or what?

He doesn't hesitate to open every cabinet in the kitchen until he finds some cereals and a bowl.

Thank god they've milk, haha, well, not anymore.

He throws the carton after pouring the last drop and makes his way to the living room. He sits on the floor, resting his elbows on the table in front of the sofa.

He almost drops the wooden spoon at the sound of feet walking downstairs. He turns his head hoping it would be Jungkook.

"Bubba, you woke up already?" Seokjin kisses the top of his head and sits next to him. "You should have woken me up."

Tiger fights the urge to roll his eyes. "Why?"

"What do you mean? So I can make you breakfast."

Tiger holds the bowl with both hands and raises it at the high of Seokjin's eyes. "Here's my breakfast, see?"

Seokjin raises an eyebrow. "Tae, don't you prefer a bowl of rice or soup instead? Since when do you enjoy western breakfast?"

Tiger places the spoon down. "Not gonna lie, that sounds so much better. Can you make it?"

Seokjin frowns and blinks a few times. "Tiger?"

"What?"

Seokjin stands up slowly, almost stumbling with his own feet. "I thought you—never mind."

"Where are you going?" Tiger asks, as Seokjin walks to a side of the room.

He scoffs to himself, He didn't have any problem in staying while he thought I was Taehyung.

"Laundry—but you know what? Let them do it," he lets go of the clothes he grabbed, falling right back on the chair. "I've to cook every day for them, I'm not doing laundry today. I love them, but I'm their boyfriend not their maid."

Tiger laughs at this, chewing on the food seconds later.

"Do you want seaweed egg soup with meat? After what happened yesterday," Seokjin pats his own shoulder, "we all need a comforting meal."

Tiger clears his throat, walking with Seokjin to the kitchen. "About yesterday," he bites his lower lip, "what happened?"

"Not sure, Jungkook and Taehyung didn't say anything. We'll talk later." Seokjin stares at him for a moment, placing the pan on the electric stove. "By the way, why did you take over? Did something happen last night?"

Tiger lowers his head and bites his lower lip, suddenly remembering Jungkook's words, Jungkook's light touches, Jungkook's lips, Jungkook's heartbeat—

"Are you giggling? Woah, Tiger, after all these years I've never seen you smile, not even once, and now you giggle? Unbelievable."

Tiger clears his throat and meets Seokjin's eyes with a poker face. "I'm not. Whatever, do you have some ice?"

"The knee still hurts?" Seokjin questions walking towards the freezer.

"Yes - how do you know?"

"Taehyung couldn't walk properly yesterday because of it." he explains, filling a blue ice pack. "Put cold on it for now, but perhaps you need hot. Let's wait for Jungkook."