A Warrior's Heart

Chapter 9; Bad functioning beds

I luv this picture he's so soft

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Taehyun laughed at something Beomgyu had told him and he opened the door, letting the prince enter the house first before he walked in after him. He wasn't even surprised the door he had locked before they left was now unlocked, as it was often that way when he went out.

Seokjin looked up from where he was standing behind the kitchen island, seemingly cooking dinner.

"Hey Hyung."  Taehyun greeted him, his brother smiling back at him and looking at them confused. "Hey."

"I had ice cream." The prince said, sounding proud and content and Taehyun couldn't help but smile again.

"Yeah I can see that." Seokjin said, chuckling a little. He grabbed a napkin, reaching it towards the blonde. "Do you want..?"  He trailed, mentioning towards his own face to get his point across.

Taehyun smiled knowingly as he knew what his brother was hinting on. The prince had been walking around with a small patch of ice cream on his top lip ever since he was halfway with eating it. He hadn't said anything about it, simply because he thought the older looked adorable with it.

"Oh! By the way I forgot to tell you-"  Taehyun then said, suddenly remembering how it would be easier if his brother knew about the boy staying with them, rather than them having to sneak around all the time. He had thought of the perfect idea to make it look like it was perfectly normal and the boy didn't suddenly appeared in his room the other night.

"Mh?"  Seokjin replied in a hum, turning his gaze towards him.  "The other day at school they asked someone to volunteer to take an exchange student, and Beomgyu showed up today."  He said, mentioning towards the boy who was cleaning his face with the napkin.

"Oh you came right from the boat, huh?"  Seokjin asked him but the boy shook his head, blonde hair flopping around with the movement.  "No boat, I came by basket."

The older furrows his eyebrows at that, opening his mouth to comment on it but Taehyun beat him to it.  "He meant by plane! Yeah, where he comes from basket and plane mean the same thing."

Beomgyu then looked up at him, frowning and tilting his head to the side.  "What's the plane?"

Taehyun let out a nervous chuckle, eyes darting between the prince and his brother.  "H-He does this all the time."  He tried to smoothly play it off as a joke.  "But I thought he just got here?"  Seokjin asked, a confused expression covering his features.

"He did."  Taehyun quickly said and walked around the kitchen island.  "But you just said all the time."  His brother retorted, not buying it quite yet. Taehyun chuckled.  "I-I meant that in the time that he's been here, of course."

In the meantime that they were talking the prince had gotten bored, looking around the kitchen. His eyes landed on a large plastic bottle, and he picked it up in wonder.

"Are you okay with this?"  Taehyun then asked his brother to confirm, said man nodding.  "Yeah I am, but-"

"No no no!"  Taehyung cut him off, eyes turning wide when he saw the prince put his ear to the bottle to see if it made a sound before he was shaking it and turning it upside down. He quickly grabbed it from the blonde's hand and placed it back down.

"Beomgyu."  The oldest of the three said, turning his attention to the boy.  "It's so nice to meet you! I'm Taehyun's brother, Seokjin. But you can just call me Jin too."  He introduced himself, sticking a hand out for a handshake. Taehyun quickly jumped between them, taking his brother's hand in his own instead, cupping his hand and looking up at the man.  "I'm really hungry."  He said with a fake pout, the sentence being the first thing he could think of to explain the sudden move.