LITTLE KITTEN. ✔️ [editing]

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"Havana ooh na-na!" Hoseok sung as he danced around the kitchen while he made breakfast for Yoongi and Jimin.

Hoseok had been up since six in the morning choreographing a new dance to teach at another one of his dance  workshops on the rooftop of the apartment complex.

He was a dance teacher who travelled often to do dance workshops, his most recent workshop being in Japan. During his stay in Japan, he hosted six workshops, each on a different style of dance and for the remaining two weeks he was there, he used as a holiday to take a break from work before he came back to Korea.

"Do you fucking have to?!" Yoongi shouted as he walked down the stairs.

Hoseok turned to see Yoongi standing on the other side of the breakfast bar, glaring at him which made him chuckle as he went back to cooking.

"He took me back to East Atlanta na-na-na!"

Yoongi gritted his teeth out of irritation. He marched into the kitchen, opened a cupboard and grabbed a bag of extra large marshmallows.

"Half of my heart is in Havana ooh na-"

Cutting Hoseok off, Yoongi turned to him and shoved marshmallows into his mouth, which prevented him from singing.

"Mmphm." Hoseok tried to speak.

Yoongi smirked at his friend as he sat on a stool behind the breakfast bar. "Don't talk with your mouth full, Hoseok."

Hoseok glared at his hyung before chewing the marshmallows as he went back to stirring the scrambled eggs.

"Hobi Hobi!" A soft voice called out.

Hoseok let go of the frying pan and turned the stove off since the eggs were done and turned around, only to be engulfed in a hug by Jimin which almost knocked the pair over.

"Jimin!" Hoseok shouted sternly.

The younger male immediately loosened his grip around Hoseok's waist and pulled away from him, looking down at the ground with his arms behind his back as he shuffled his feet.

"How many times will I need to tell you not to come into the kitchen when I'm cooking?" He asked, an eyebrow raised.

Jimin shrugged. "D-dunno."

"Young man, look at me when you're speaking."

"D-dunno." He repeated with his head raised as he timidly looked at the older male.

"You don't know, huh?" Yoongi asked his boyfriend.

"No!"

Yoongi stood from the stool and stood infront of Jimin alongside Hoseok. "And now you're shouting at me? What's rule number three?"

Jimin shrugged his shoulders again, so Yoongi took ahold of Jimin's hand and dragged him to the stairs where he told him to sit on the stairs until he could remember rule three.

"I'm sorry Hobs, I don't know why he's acting out again." Yoongi apologised as he walked into the kitchen to dish up his own food.

Hoseok smiled. "Don't worry. It's not like we can't handle him."

"Daddy!" Jimin shouted.

Yoongi only ignored the little's calls out to him as he made his way to the other side of the breakfast bar and took a seat before beginning to eat his breakfast.

"Oh, thanks for breakfast." Yoongi thanked, which Hoseok waved off.

"Daddy! I 'member rule number three!"