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"I cannot express how much I hate fucking bees!" hoseok exclaimed as he placed his cup of hot, morning coffee on the table.

"then stop fucking bees? hyung, its really that simple." jungkook answered as he entered the kitchen.

"wh- you know exactly what I meant!"

"not after that bee movie." jungkook said as he sat down on the barstool near the table that was attached to the window sill.

"I'll stop feeding you." hoseok mumbled.

"what ?!"

it was a regular morning at jungkook's and hoseok's house. while hoseok was getting ready for work, jungkook watched him and waited for the elder to leave so that he can start blasting music and dancing to it for the rest of the day.
taehyung had nothing planned for today, which means neither did jungkook. today was a chill day when jungkook would get to do pretty much anything he wanted until the evening. apart from listening to music, jungkook usually did lives on his youtube channel and talked with his twitter followers.

"oh, by the way." hoseok said as he was putting on his shoes near the exit. "can you wash the dishes and vacuum today, please?"

"no I can't." jungkook replied with his mouth full of delicious pancakes the elder made earlier.

"what will be your reason today? as far as I'm concerned, you have legs and arms - that makes you capable of cleaning the house you also live in, in case you forgot, I'm not the only one who lives here. " hoseok said sternly and started putting on his jacket.

"hyung, you see ..." jungkook started. "today is uh ... the birthday of taehyung's dog-"

"jungkook!" hoseok yelled a little too loudly, startling the younger. "do you have any conscience ?! I work, I cook, I pay, why do I have to do everything? you do absolutely nothing and fyi we live in this house together, don't you think something is not right?"

"hyung ... I really do appreciate you and your hard work."

"it doesn't look like it. you can't even clean the house!" hoseok said with a disappointed look on his face.

"the thing is ... you know I have to keep my blog going, I have to create new content and interact with my followers–"

"this isn't a job, jungkook! stop being a kpop idol wannabe and do something productive!" hoseok shouted.

"unlike you, I have a hobby. at least I do something that makes me truly happy. out of us two, you're the wannabe, a detective wannabe. if it wasn't for me, you would have never even solved any cases with your despicable lack of knowledge and logic–"jungkook abruptly stopped after realizing that he had touched a sensitive topic.
"hyung, I'm sorry–"

the boy put his head down and bit his lip nervously.
even though hoseok was a detective, he really wasn't as smart as he'd wanted to be, but it was his dream job and jungkook agreed on helping him just for the sake of the elder's happiness.

"that's it." hoseok said quietly and jungkook tensed up, already making up scenarios in his head of the worst things that can happen now. "you either find a job by the end of this week, or you can go back to living with your homophobic, religious grandparents who will make you follow their family traditions and force you to become a dentist."