Author's POV
Hoseok subconsciously touched his shoulder and flinched when Yoongi put his hand on his back.
"Sweetheart? Is something wrong?"
"Why do you call him sweetheart?" Taehyung laughed.
"Because he has a sweet heart, stupid," Jin flicked Taehyung's forehead,
Taehyung smirked to Yoongi's cold expression.
A tall and lanky figure walked down the hall.
"Hey! Namjoon hyung!" Hoseok gave smile while waving.
Namjoon grinned, showing his dimples. "Hey, Hobi!" As he got to Hoseok side, he gave his back a slap. "Are these the transfer people?"
"Mhm. Namjoon, meet Seokjin hyung, Yoongi hyung, and Taehyung."
"Nice to meet you all!" Namjoon directed his grin to Yoongi and Taehyung, and his eyes widened when settling his peepers on Seokjin.
"Hi Namjoon! I heard about you yesterday from this cutie pie. Do you really act like their dad?" Seokjin gave a wide smile back, trying to hide the fact that he was dying.
"Why, yes," Namjoon said. "I do take that role, except there's no making sure that Jungkook isn't in trouble! I was texting Hoseok yesterday, and he said that he found my long-lost wife...? Are you their mother?"
"Y-yes. I am."
"Cool, we'll have to keep these five in check," both of them shook hands.
"Five? Wouldn't there be four?" Seokjin raised one eyebrow.
"It would include these three, Jungkook, and my younger cousin, Jimin."
"Oh, that nice orange-haired boy whom I met earlier. He is also coming to show us around, no?"
Namjoon smiled. "Both Jungkook and Jimin aren't here, and that can only mean one thing."
Taehyung's eyes widened. "They're making out with each other?" Hoseok couldn't help but find strings of disappointment in Taehyung's deeply-woven voice.
Namjoon snickered, "Of course not! They're probably bickering about which girls are the hottest. If that happened then I believe a heart would be broken."
Hoseok blushed, knowing full well that Namjoon was hinting at his feelings towards Jimin.
He was amused when he saw Taehyung narrow his eyes and look at Namjoon
"What- How did you-"
"OK, I think I see them two now!" Seokjin was in a hurry to cut off Taehyung.
Jungkook was walking triumphantly in a black leather jacket and torn pants down the hall while there was a scowling Jimin crossing his arms walking next to him.
"I said, they are NOT from Shinwa!" Jimin crossed his arms cutely.
"Let's go ask them, shall we?"
"wHErE hAVe YOu tWO BEen??" Taehyung was shaking Jimin's shoulders.
"You aren't the sons of Shinwa, right?" Jimin rolled his eyes at a smirking Jungkook.
Yoongi was smirking now. "Actually, we are from the famous company Shinwa." (A/N: hAha)
The ginger boy's eyes widened and blushed. "Oh... I guess I owe you 400 won..."
Seokjin scratched his head and looked down.
Taehyung was now snickering alongside Jungkook watching something fishy on their phones.
"People, we've been standing here for 15 minutes doing nonsense. I'm pretty sure Seokjin hyung doesn't want anymore of his time wasted." Namjoon retorted.
"What about us??" Yoongi gave puppy-dog eyes and Hoseok humorously slapped his arm.
"Well duh," Hoseok said matter-of-factly, "You obviously WANT your time wasted."
"True tho,"
"Consider this a favor." Hoseok winked playfully at Yoongi and Namjoon gagged in the corner.
"Then what would a punishment be, babyboy?"
It was the younger's turn to gag as he screeched, " tHreE hOURs oF THe BibLE."
Jimin boied Yoongi with both hands and said, "yOU nEEd sHE-sUs."
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A/N: This is turning into a reference fanfic but idc at this point.
What was the first song you listened to of BTS?
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whatever you call me | sope | BTS
FanfictionYoongi sweetly grinned and said, "So, how will you fall for me? Should I call you sunshine, sweetheart, or Seokie?" "Whatever you call me, I'm yours." And then the mafia got involved.
