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TWO

"(Y/N), are you awake?" You open your eyes with a groan, searching for your clock. The numbers '4:06' glare at you.

"What is it, Jiminie? It's four in the morning."

"I can't sleep." Jimin's voice is barely a whisper, so soft you could've missed it.
You sigh, rubbing your temples. "Well, there's no room in this bed, and I have no more sleeping bags. How about some tea?"

"Yes please." You get up out of bed, pulling Yoongi's shirt that lay discarded next to his bed over your almost bare body(no they did not do the frickle frackle, it's how (Y/N) sleeps, like it or not). "You're wearing Yoonie's clothes now."

"Yes I am, and if you bring it up again, I might just rethink this letting you stay with me." Jimin whimpers, and you sigh. "Sorry. It's too early for me to think right." Shuffling quietly past Taehyung and Jungkook, who are curled up in each other's arms, you walk into the kitchen and open a cabinet. "I've got Chamomile, Cinnamon Apple Spice, Peach, and Lemon."

"Peach please." Jimin grabs a cup from the drying rack next to the sink and sets it on the counter as you fill a small container with water to heat in the microwave. "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"No, it's okay. I'm taking care of you properly, after failing to do it for so long." You open another cabinet and stand on your tiptoes, reaching up for the honey and sugar. But to your dismay, it's just out of reach. "Shit." You look to Jimin, who reaches for the ingredients you can't reach.

"Come on!" He stretches his arm up, trying to raise himself even higher. But his foot slips, and Jimin is falling, grabbing at the counter as he goes. He lands with a thump, arm smacking the counter. "Ow, damnit!"

"Jimin!" You crouch down next to him, grabbing his arm and examining it. "Are you okay?" His entire forearm is an angry red, already bruising. It looks painful, and you look at Jimin. His bottom lip quivers slightly, and you pull him into your arms. "It's okay. It's only a bump. You're okay."

"Sorry noona... first I wake you up early, and next I'm falling and hurting myself. I'm sorry."

"Shh, it's okay. It's my job to look after you." The microwave beeps harshly, and you disentangle yourself from Jimin to take out the water. "Now, I want you to finish your tea while I go find something for your arm." Jimin nods, and you leave him, rummaging through the medicine drawer in the next room. "Got it!" You walk back into the kitchen, triumphantly holding a bottle of Aleve. "Just take two, and you should be okay."

Jimin nods and takes the pills, nose scrunching as he drinks the tea to wash it down. "It's hot." You laugh as he sets the steaming mug down. "If you want to go back to sleep now, I can finish my tea and clean up on my own."

"Are you sure?" The last thing you want to do is leave Jimin, but your body is so exhausted you can barely stand. He nods, and you sigh gratefully. "Okay. Don't bother washing the mug or container. I can do it in the morning." You look over to the mug, which is resting on the very edge of the counter. "Don't drop that and be careful."

You slink through the apartment, past a still sleeping and still cuddly Jungkook and Taehyung, and back into your room, where you crawl back under the blankets with a sigh. "Goodnight Yoongi." You roll over, and as you do, he mumbles something and throws his arm over you. A smile spreads across your face. I love you. Closing your eyes, you snuggle into Yoongi's arms, enjoying the warmth of him as you sleep.

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"(Y/N), wake up." A soft touch to your shoulder, and sunlight streaming through your open curtains. "(Y/N)."

"Five more minutes." You roll over away from whoever is disturbing your sleep, and screw your eyes closed. "'M tired."

"I understand that, but it's two in the afternoon." At this you sit up quickly, turning to face Yoongi, who's standing next to you. "Morning sleeping beauty."

"Why didn't you wake me earlier!" You scramble to get out of your bed, realizing the shirt you put on before helping Jimin last night is gone.

"We did, but you took off the sleep shirt you were wearing and threw it at Hoseok's face." Yoongi laughs. "He fell over and your cat sat on his face."

You smile. "Hope has always been a little mischief maker." Hope is laying on her bed, tail wrapped around her and on her nose. Carefully, you go over to her and pick her up. "Right? You've always been mommy's little mischief maker."

Hope nibbles on your finger and you laugh. You look to Yoongi, who's smiling. "You're cute."

You blush, looking down at hope. "Wanna hold her?"

"I don't know how!" Yoongi seems to panic as you come towards him. With a smirk, you hand Hope over. "(Y/N)!"

"Just hold her like this." You adjust his hands so her paws are on his arm and she's tucked comfortably. "See? No big deal!"

Yoongi is tense, and looking at Hope like she might spontaneously combust. "Are you sure? What if I drop her, or she begins to squirm, or-"

You silence Yoongi with a kiss. "Calm down. You go bring Hope out; I'll be out in a minute with Cookie." Yoongi flashes you one last panicked look before you gently push him out and close the door. Crouching down next to your rabbit's cage, you gently reach in and pick him up. "C'mere baby."

After a few moments of Cookie waving his paws in the air, he settles comfortably in your arms. "That's right. You're okay sweetheart." You bring him out to the kitchen, where the boys immediately flock over. Sensing your rabbit's panic, you kick a leg out, nearly tripping Jin and stopping the others in their tracks. "One at a time. He's very, very jumpy, especially around new people. Jin, come here and pet him."

Jin approaches slowly, bending down slightly and making himself lever with your rabbit. "It's okay. I won't hurt you." Slowly, carefully, Jin stretches a hand out and gently places it on Cookie's back. Cookie tenses, but makes no move to run or bite Jin. After a long minute of Jin's hand on Cookie, your bunny loosens up and allows Jin to gently pet him.

A smile breaks out across Jin's face, and soon spreads to yours. "You're so good with him. Do you think you could hold him while I change?" Jin nods, and you pass him Cookie, who immediately nuzzles Jin's hand. "Wow, he must really like you. Typically he's on the floor running away by now."

You quickly run back to your bedroom, throwing your hair in a messy bun and pulling an oversized long sleeve T-shirt on. Stepping into a pair of shorts, you check the mirror, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. When you get back to the kitchen, Cookie is settled in your arms. "A bunny holding a bunny."

Jungkook looks up, glaring at you. "Shut up." He resumes petting your bunny, murmuring things to him quietly.

"Oh by the way, I have work today." The boys look up at you. "I now work for Amelie as a waitress, and when that shift ends I typically do a performance until closing time. Lily has work too, but you guys are welcome to stay. Or you can come to the cafe with me. Up to you."

Carefully, you reach out and lift Cookie from Jungkook's grasp. "I'm going to go get ready. Have your decision made by the time I get out."
With that, you walk to Yoongi, who is still holding Hope, grab your cat, and walk back to your room. You set Cookie and Hope down.

"Behave for like ten minutes you two." Looking at your closet, you sigh. "I hear you two fighting. Don't make me put you in your cages." At that, your pets stop, and you pull a gray sweater with a little snowflake pattern out and a peach scarf. Walking to your dresser, you pull out some peach colored jeans and a cream long sleeve top, as well as some cream gloves. You throw those on on top of your bra and panties, slipping on a pair of cream boot socks.

"(Y/N)?"

"Who is it?"

"It's Lily. I need to talk to you."

You take your hair down from your bun, letting your (h/c) locks fall around your shoulders. "Come in." Your door opens and then closes again. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Lily go to sit on your bed. "What's up? You typically don't ever want to 'talk to me' unless something's wrong."

Lily smiles. "You know me too well. But something is wrong." Lily pauses, and you turn to face her. "I don't want you to be mad at me for this."

Lily picks at her sweater, and you point your brush at her. "Spit it out."
"I think I like Jimin."