In the middle vmk

FORTY THREE

"Jungkook, where are you going?" He turned to his mother as he was tying his shoes, his tongue sticking out from the side in concentration. He gave her a questioning look and replied. "To Jimin and Taehyung".

His father suddenly appeared into the kitchen as well, still holding the tv remote, "You've been spending so much time there lately. It's like you don't even live here anymore". Their son's face fell at that. He hadn't realized it had bothered his parents that he hadn't been home much. He just really wanted to visit his boyfriends as much as possible.

His mother noticed his deflated expression and tried to explain, "Don't get us wrong. We love the fact you've been able to make friends here and we're really happy to see you happy again. But don't you want to spend a night here?"

Jungkook stood up from his crouching position, leaving his shoe laces untied. "I always have been spending time here since coming to Korea. I now have friends and want there to go".

His parents gave each other a look and his father sighed, "We understand. It's just- you're our only child and it's so quiet around the house without you here. We miss you little bud".

"I not make much noise", Jungkook chuckled, heart swelling at what his father had said. He hadn't realized that his parents had missed him. It had never even crossed his mind that his parents would even feel like this.

His mother chuckled as well and came closer, squishing his chubby cheeks, "We know, love. But without you here it's just not the same".

"I guess we sometimes forget that you're an adult already", his father smiled, "Before we know it you're out the house and starting a life of your own".

Jungkook frowned at that and hugged his mother tight, her hands falling off his cheeks, "That not is true! I am still your little Jungkookie".

"And you'll always stay our little Jungkookie", his mother smiled warmly, hugging her son back as tightly as possible.

The young male had a bright smile on his face as he walked up to the apartment. The talk between him and his parents had truly been heartwarming and he felt refreshed since a long time.

"Ggukie", Jimin yelled as soon as he opened the door, embracing the boy in his short arms, "We got worried! You took longer than expected". He planted a sweet kiss on the younger's lips and saw his face flush. He chuckled and released the boy, closing the door behind him.

The younger slid out of his shoes as Jimin walked past him into the kitchen. He followed his boyfriend and smiled when he noticed Taehyung standing by the fridge, covered in flour. "White boy today?", Jungkook joked and chuckled as he caught the older's glare.

"This is entirely Jimin's fault", Taehyung grumbled, patting his hair that was now white instead of purple. The older snorted and slapped the flour boy's shoulder, "I blame your cockiness. If you hadn't acted so smug about being able to flip a pancake without letting it fall on the floor, then I wouldn't have had to pick up the pancake from the floor and throw it into your face and then this food fight had never had to happen".

Taehyung frowned and lifted his hand in front of his face before blowing some flour into Jimin's face. The older started coughing and sneezed at some point, trying to get the flour away. Taehyung stepped out of the kitchen with his head held high and muttered a quick, "I'm going to take a shower". Before he did so though, he turned around and grabbed Jungkook by the waist, planting a quick kiss on his lips, "Hello, by the way". He snickered at the way Jungkook stammered, still not used at getting kissed so freely by his boyfriends.

As Taehyung was finally out of the kitchen, Jungkok turned around. "You okay?", the youngest asked when he noticed Jimin was still coughing. The older nodded, "Yeah, I kinda deserved that anyway". He laughed and wiped his face with a towel.