The 4 sat at a typical American restaurant, Denny's. Jin used to take Yoongi out of pure boredom and the younger craving Pancakes.
Hoseok sat next to Chinsun, the little girl not leaving the honey skinned adult alone with Chinmae sat next to Yoongi, the adult rubbing his head as he calmly leaned on Yoongi.
"I'm glad you took up my offer of wearing the hoodie," Hoseok spoke up.
"Yeah....I do feel a bit better wearing it since it's so big."
"So you like oversized clothing."
Yoongi nodded, he wasn't looking ag Hoseok, instead watching the little boy sip at his chocolate milk.
"How submissive."
Yoongi's face reddened, clearing his throat, "So i do give off that vibe. You're a obvious dom," He spoke quietly, shyly, making sure the kids couldn't pick up on the conversation.
"Yup," Hoseok clicked his tongue after popping the "P"
Yoongi hummed, taking the finished cup from Chinmae and setting it in the table right as the waiter set down their food.
Chinmae lit up, Yoongi cutting the pancake into smaller bite sized peices for the little boy, Hoseok doing the same for Chinsun.
He gave the toddler the fork, watching him carefully and making sure he wouldn't drop any food on himself before eating his own food.
He would have ordered coffee but knowing the twins they would beg for his drink and he did not want to give them caffeine.
"Mama," Chinmae mumbled, making grabby hands towards Yoongi's orange juice.
Yoongi sighed, holding the cup as the small boy sipped the juice from Yoongi's straw.
When they were done, Yoongi reached over to see the bill but Hoseok grabbed his hand.
"I'll pay."
"You don't have to do that."
Hoseok turned Yoongi's hand so his palm was facing him, then pressing his palm to Yoongi's and interlocking their fingers, "I'm paying, okay?"
Yoongi huffed, "Okay...."
Hoseok pulled his hand away, nudging Chinsun to get out of the booth. (If you don't know how Denny's works, they give you the bill, you leave the tip at the table but pay at the front.)
Yoongi nudged Chinmae and the boy stood, Yoongi helping him into his jacket as Hoseok helped Chinsun, the little girl bouncing around.
Hoseok set the tip on the table and smiled, Yoongi puffing his cheeks immaturely, he didn't want to seem so dependent on help even knowing hd probably wouldn't have afforded that bill anyway and Hoseok was fucking rich.
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"Oh nonono," Hoseok panicked, grabbing the jar of garlic from Chinsun's hands.
He had brought Yoongi and the twins to his house so they could be in a calmer environment.
Yoongi raised an eyebrow as Chinsun screamed, trying to grab it.
Hoseok kept trying to tell her no but the toddler was persistent, Yoongi laughed a bit, "I got this."
Yoongi grabbed the garlic and a spoon, giving Chinsun the spoon and crouching beside her.
Chinsun tried to grab the jar but Yoongi held it, opening it.
"Mama will hold the jar okay?"
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SOPE | Assassin
FanfictionTW: Self-hate, dark thoughts Yoongi never asked to be an assassin and now as he stands in a bedroom looking over two sleeping toddlers after what he's done, he regrets everything. Hoseok, after years of battling his own mind, wants nothing more than...