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Hoseok sipped his coffee. He felt weird. He was sitting in his bosses house(which was really nice), and his boss was making him breakfast.

He had a hard time walking too. Usually it was just the first couple times having anal sex that you had trouble walking, and it wasn't his first couple times. It was one of two things. One, Jungkook was hung as fuck, or two, he was really good at sex. Maybe it was both, but he couldn't remember last night, unfortunately.

Jungkook was hung as fuck, though. Even when he isn't hard. He caught a glimpse as they had gotten up, and understood why his legs were partially numb.

Jungkook was cooking eggs for breakfast. He said after they ate he'd bring him home. He felt so awkward, though. What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to act?

The older watched the younger male. He seemed at ease. He didn't seem in any hurry to take him home either. He watched the food cook, and tipped a glass of water up to his lips. Jungkook's phone rang, and he swiped across the screen, and held it to his face, and hummed, still in the process of swallowing.

A second later, he spits out half of what was in his mouth and made various choking noises.

Hoseok quickly set down his cup, and hurried to his side, patting his back. It wasn't food, so the heimlich wasn't necessary, just comfort.

"You okay?" He asked, quietly.

He nodded, taking another second to recover, then spoke into his phone.

"Why don't you ever tell me when you're visiting, mother? When are you getting here?" He spit, his face red.

Hoseok's eyes widened, and he looked at the younger with surprise.

Jungkook nodded, and rolled his eyes a little, listening to the woman in the line.

"Listen, mom. I'm gonna be busy for the next.. hour, then from eleven thirty to four thirty, and then from six thirty to three thirty in the morning."

"You and your job." Hoseok heard the lady say.

"My job is important. So yea, you can come over, but I'm never home that much. My job is demanding, but I'm okay with it. I'm successful, and that's what matters." More mumbling on the other line. "Well yea you could come over right now, but I have someone over- no mom, it isn't a girlfriend- mom stop."

Hoseok was chuckling a little, and poked at the eggs so they wouldn't burn, and pulled them off the burner. Jungkook mouthed a thank you at him, and continued talking to his mom.

He picked up the two plates by the stove, and spooned out even amounts onto both plates, and grabbed chopsticks, and headed to the island. He set a plate and a pair of chopsticks at the spot next to him, and at his own spot.

"Okay mom, I have to go. I'm gonna eat. See you soon. Love you too." He said, then hung up, and let out an exhale.

"My mom wants to meet you."

Hoseok nearly choked on what was in his mouth. "What? Why?"

"Who knows. Probably to have some control in my life? I don't know."