Tiny | OT7

Cookies

"What happened to Hoseok?" I asked.

Jin looked at me worriedly. "Well, Hoseok had a girlfriend... she acted a lot like you, and she looked a lot like you. She knew the risks of dating him, but she didn't care. She loved him anyway. One day Hoseok found her cheating on him. He tried his best to treat her better..."

I nodded, gesturing for him to continue. He sighed and started again.

"He pampered her with dresses, jewelry, flowers, anything a girl could ever want. But she walked up to him one night and said she was leaving him, that it was too much stress to date him, and she felt that he couldn't do anything about it. He asked one more thing. Only one last thing for her to do..."

"What did he ask her to do?' I asked.

"He-" Suddenly, Jin was cut off by someone walking into the kitchen.

"Jin, can we have breakfast?" Jimin whined.

Jin chuckled. "Yes. Come help me, would you?" He asked while grabbing plates and walking out of the kitchen. Jimin grabbed a few and started walking away.

"Wait! Jimin, please! Take me into the dining room. I'm too slow. Please?" I said. He smiled and let me sit on his shoulder as he took the last few plates to the others.

After breakfast, everyone left the dining room and I... was forgotten. So I slid off the table and wandered aimlessly down the halls.

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Finally, I entered a room. I saw a lot of musical equipment. So I climbed on the bed and over to a keyboard that was next to it. I turned it on and started walking over the keys.

Ding.

Ding, ding.

Ding.

"Who the fuck is touching--" I heard someone yell, but cut themselves off. I looked up and it was Suga.

"Hi..." I said awkwardly. He rolled his eyes and walked over to me.

"What are you doing? How did you get in here?" He asked.

"The door was cracked. What are you doing, Suga?" I said.

"Don't call me Suga."

"But you said-"

"I know what I said. Don't call me Suga. My name is Yoongi. I was very tired and half asleep when I said that." He explained harshly.

"Okay. Sheesh. No need to be grumpy about it." I said.

"What are you doing here anyway?" He asked.

"Everyone left me alone..." I pouted.

"So you come to me? I'm not entertaining you." He said before walking back over to his desk and sitting down.

"Okay. Then I guess I'll just keep jumping on this keyboard." I said before jumping on different keys.

"Hey!! Stop it! Go find someone else to annoy!"

"I can't. I couldn't find anyone." I said. He growled while picking up his phone and dialing a number.

"Jin, you idiot! Where the hell did you go!?" He yelled. I couldn't hear what Jin was saying, but it was making Yoongi upset.

"You... I swear. Who's idea was it!!?"

"Jungkook?! I'll kill him." He said before hanging up.

"Hey! Don't hurt Jungkook! Where did they go?" I said.

"The park, for some stupid fucking reason. And I'm left here with you." He growled before turning back to his papers on the desk.

"I'm not that bad. Come on, what do you like to do for fun?" I asked. He didn't answer me. So I slid off the keyboard and walked over to him. I smacked his leg and he looked down at me.

Ooh. I didn't know he was this cute... I have never seen him up close. He's so beautiful...

"Follow me, please," I said.

"No."

"Please?? Yoongi, please??" I whined. He sighed and stood up. "Yay! Let's go." I said while walking over to the door. He opened it, picked me up, then walked out.

He sat me down on the counter, in the kitchen. "So, what are we doing?" He asked.

"Let's make cookies!"

"What? No. You know what would happen if Jin found out we were in his kitchen??" He asked.

"So? I can tell him it was me. He says I'm his princess! So if I ask him nicely, he might not say anything." I said.

He sighed. "You're naive. Let's just start baking." He said while opening a cabinet and putting me in it. "Get the vanilla extract. It's in a small bottle, so you should be able to get it."

I nodded and walked further into the cabinet. I found a small bottle full of a white-ish liquid. I grabbed it and pulled it to the edge of the cabinet. "Is this it?" I asked.

"Yep." He said while taking it away. His hand hit me and the cabinet, so I fell and my foot got caught in between the cabinet door. I hung upside down, then my dress fell, but not enough to take my vision.

"Help me!!" I squealed. Yoongi looked at me. His eyes went wide as his cheeks started turning red. "Hey!! Don't look! Just help me!" I said. He nodded and grabbed me, setting me down on the counter. Then we started baking.

After putting the cookies into the oven, I lightly tapped Yoongi's hand, which was resting on the counter, and he slightly jumped. "What?"

"Um... What did Hoseok ask his girlfriend to do before she left him?" I asked. He looked shocked at my question.

"Well, he asked her to put on a dress that he had bought her. It looked like yours, except hers didn't have the fuzzy things on it. So I bet that's why he said that to Jin." He explained.

"You know what he said to Jin?" I asked.

"Yeah. We all do. Hoseok told us while you, Jin and Namjoon were in the kitchen arguing." He said.

"Oh... I feel so bad for Hoseok. I should talk to him."

"No! Don't do that! We've already tried to talk to him about it. Every time we mention her, he gets all depressed and locks himself in his room." He said.

"Oh... I feel so bad though." I said. He sighed.

"Oh. The cookies are done. I'll take them out and call Jin." he said while putting an oven mitt on.

He let the cookies cool down, and then he called Jin and put it on speakerphone.

"Hello? Yoongi, what do you want?" He asked.

"When will you be home?"

"Well... Jackson called us to go over because Yugyeom is like having a mental breakdown or something. We're trying to help him so we'll probably be back by 4 am." he explained.

"4?! What the hell? We made cookies and you won't even be here to eat them?!!" Yoongi yelled.

"Wait, you made cookies? Did you go to Baekhyuns to make them?" He asked.

"Um no... We made them in the kitchen here..."

"You fucking went to MY kitchen?!! I'm gonna-"

"Sorry, connections are bad! Gotta go! Bye, love you!" he said before hanging up.

We ate a couple of cookies before going into his room. He took his shirt off, then his pants and was left only in his boxers. He lied down on his bed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Y/n... You're a lot of fun to be around... I like you." he said before chuckling. "Nah. I sound cheesy. Forget it." he continued.

I climbed onto his chest and sat there looking at him. "What?" I asked.

His cheeks turned slightly red and he didn't want to look me in the eyes anymore. "Well... I haven't really felt this way about anyone. I know I sound weird. And this may be weird, mainly because you're so tiny, but I don't care..." he trailed off.

"Yoongi, you can tell me," I said. He smiled.