° JINS POV°
The smell of freshly baked cookies filled the air as I opened the oven. "Ah, it smells so good, Jin you're amazing!" Jungkook sighed as he laid his head on Tae's shoulder, the blonde boy blushing at his boyfriend. "I know, I always make the best cookies. That's why I would never get suspected for murder, my cookies are too good." I smiled at Jungkook as his eyes widened. He stared at me for a few seconds before quickly looking away. I chuckled at the action as it dawned on me what time it was. "Shit I'm late!" Curses flew from my mouth as I ran to the door and grabbed my jacket. "Oh! Jin-Hyung can I go with you? I want to make sure that he's safe." Taehyung grabbed onto my leg. not looking to get off any time soon. "Yes, it's rather a good idea having you with me. All I know about this guy is that he's a trouble maker. This already sounds like a bad idea." Tae jumped up and down, rushing out the door, grabbing his coat on the way. "Well, why you waiting we got to go get ourselves a warlock!" Tae yelled out from the street. I looked at Hoseok and Jungkook who just shook their heads, "How do you deal with him all the time, he's like a puppy on drugs.", they just shrugged in response.
We got there a couple of minutes early, not a good idea on my part because now I was starting to worry. What if this guy was dangerous, he didn't sound too pleasant. Yet, there still is that voice in the back of my head that tells me otherwise. Maybe he is a good guy, but he just got caught up in the wrong things. I get brought back to life with a hand in front of my face. "Jin!! Jeez, you were really out of it there. Are you good?" Tae asked with a raised brow. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just got caught up in my thoughts." I smiled and ruffled Tae's hair.
The train finally arrived, only a minute or two late. The smooth silver doors opened and a tall, broad man stepped out. He had dark brown hair and honey skin. This.can't.be.him. No, I won't accept this. He's too hot to be such a bad guy. Christ's sake he looks like a koala. The man looks around, making eye contact with me. God his eyes are gorgeous, they're the perfect shade of chestnut brown. His hair was a dark brown, much like his eyes. The soft wave that went over his eye slightly gave him a mysterious vibe. I love it. He pulled up his hood, not breaking his gaze. He slowly walked over to us, only having to take a few strides. "You must be Seokjin? I'm sorry to keep you waiting." He said with a voice like melting honey, the type of voice that would have anyone falling to their knees. I stuck out my hand, "Y-yes! I'm Seokjin but you can call me Jin, and this is Taehyung," he grabbed my hand, he was by far bigger than me. His hands, in contrast to mine, were coarse and rough. He's never used a sugar scrub for his hands.
As we walked down the stone streets Tae got my attention. He was checking Namjoon out. Great. "So Namjoon where are you from?" Tae asked narrowing his eyes at the taller male. "I'm from the south district, downtown Bellers" Tae nodded at the man, "Say you wouldn't know a Min Yoongi by chance?" "Actually, yes. He and I go way back, he's like a brother to me, haven't seen him since high school though" There was a sadness in his voice, it broke my heart seeing the memories flash by his eyes. "Well you are in luck my dear Namjoon-Hyung, he works for my brother here. Herbal medicine, hexes, spells! All that cool shi- Ow! Hey! What I'd do?" "Just shut up, for three seconds. Please." I asked him, pouting to make him feel worse. "Well, anyway, here we are. My humble abode. " Namjoon turned from my face, looking at the narrow two-story house, "Wow", he mumbled under his breath. Tae ran into the house, giggles emerging from the left open door. "Sorry, about him, he just doesn't know when to stop, he's kinda crazy." Namjoon chuckled lowly. "I get where you're coming from, but he's young, cut him some slack" I giggled, "Yeah, but now Hoseok and JK has to deal with him. So I can finally breathe."
° THIRD POV°
"JK! Hoseok! The kitchen now!" Jin yelled at them, pounding footsteps and yells echoed down the hall, "Ahh, there ya boys are. Meet Kim Namjoon, he's going to be staying with me for the perceivable future. " Namjoon bowed to them, coming back up to see Jungkook's and Hoseok's jaws hanging open. "Is there something wrong?" Namjoon asked, worried that they already hated him. "HOLY SHIT HE'S HOT! OH SWEET GODS JIN YOU LUCKED OUT!" Jungkook screamed out, jumping up and down while hitting Jin. "Eish, boy get off of me and calm down! You have two boyfriends right here." "I'm not complaining, and I don't think Hoseok-Hyung is either." Tae closed his boyfriend's mouth and dragged Jungkook and Hoseok into the living room. "I am so sorry about them." Jin apologized hanging his head in embarrassment. "No, no it's okay don't worry. It was nice hearing it. I was worried that they didn't like me." "Oh no, don't worry. You only have about two other people to meet, and I know their gonna love you. Now let me show you where your room is." Jin smiled and led Namjoon out of the kitchen. "The bathroom is the first door on the right, mine is the first on the left, and yours is at the very end of the hall," Jin said opening the door. "You can add stuff if you like, make it your own. It use to be Tae's room so that's why there's a lot of family pictures." "Thank you, for doing this. You could've rejected, but you didn't and I owe you for it." Namjoon bowed yet again. "Don't worry, and I have a way that you can repay me. Work for me, not too long of shifts, and all you have to do is clean and help Yoongi and me when we need it." I ruffled his hair, making him smile, showing his dimples that I would kill for. "Thank you! The only pay I need is cookies and tea. " Namjoon chuckled as he sat down his luggage. "Now if you don't mind I'm going downstairs to make dinner, it's getting late and I don't think Tae, Kook, and Hoseok plan on leaving anytime soon. I'll call you down once it's done, or you can come down whenever. "
"Tae! What do you guys want for dinner?" Jin asked, tying the apron around his waist. "Bibimbap!" The three of them yelled out, running into the kitchen yet again. "Please! Please! Please!" They chanted marching around Jin. "Okay! Okay, but you have to help me. Jungkook you steam the rice, Tae you cut the tomatoes and the onion's, and Hoseok you help me cut and cook the steak." Jin said as they all nodded in agreement. After twenty minutes or so, all of the vegetables were cut, the rice had five minutes left to steam and the steak was also cooked. Namjoon had come down to talk to everyone, Jungkook was integrating him, asking the weirdest questions. Yet, in all honesty, none of us was surprised at the younger's questions. He had done it to everyone he had met. "Okay, Jungkook that's enough questions, let's go eat!"
"Mmm~ Hyung! This is so good" Hoseok mumbled out dragging the 'o' out as he slid down the chair. Tae leaned over the table, watching as Hoseok fell to the floor. "Babe? Babe? You good?" He asked laughing at the older. "Just let me process how good this okay... Okay, I think I'm good." Hoseok stood back up, regaining his usual bubbly persona. "Okay, anyway Jin-Hyung I was wondering if we could stay over tonight so we can all hang out together tomorrow, and it's getting quite late. " Jungkook aksed sitting his chopsticks down to pick up his bowl. "I wouldn't mind, you'll have to use the pull-out couch though, Namjoon's using Taehyung's old room." Jin nodded and picked up his plate following after the youngest. Taehyung turned to Namjoon, "So, how do you feel about my brother? Don't try any funny business with him, He'll kill you himself. I promise ya' that!" "Oh gods no I would never try to hurt Jin, he's doing a lot for me right now and I respect him greatly for it. " Namjoon hung his head, he felt like a toddler getting scolded by his parents. "Good, cause' we'll all hurt ya if you hurt him. Now we better be getting the bed ready, come on babe." Tae smiled as he walked out of the kitchen, Hoseok soon traveling behind before stopping to turn back around. "Sorry for him, it's just that Jin's done a lot for him, Hell he raised him for god's sake. He's like a mom to all of us, we're very protective of him, so if you screw up your dead. Goodnight Namjoon." Namjoon just nodded again, gulping down the lump in his throat he didn't even know that was there, "Shit, what did I get myself into?"
A/N
Hello lovely's, it's me again, Author-Bebe. After actual months of school killing me and family also killing me, I've finally finished this chapter. I hope it's not too crazily long or short, I want to keep the chapter relatively a normal length, from around 1400-1600. Thank you all who have read this so far! It means a lot even it's like four or five of you lol. I purple you!!
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Dream of Fallen Stars
FantasyWhen a tall, broad shoulder witch has to take care of a dimpled faced warlock things can go wrong. But things could also work out. From beating up assholes to baking and not burning down Jin's cabin, love blossoms in one of the most unusual relation...