[kim seokjin 🍴] did u get it

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] yes

[kim seokjin 🍴] good

[kim seokjin 🍴] so

[kim seokjin 🍴] how's the fam now o(≧∇≦o)

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] we're about to
have family time

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣] as jimin calls it

[kim seokjin 🍴] oh well
that's adorable !!

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] eh

[kim seokjin 🍴] wyd rn?

yoongi looked up from his phone for a moment, before looking back down and slowly typing out,

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] waiting for
jimin to come bck

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ]his mom whisked him away like 5 minutes ago
when we were just
sitting @ living room

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] according to jimin,
she's probs asking
him abt his ex

[kim seokjin 🍴] oh?

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] mhm

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] oh lol gtg

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] they jus walked
out of the kitchen

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] and taehyung's
here now

[kim seokjin 🍴] what?

[kim seokjin 🍴] the taehyung???????

[kim seokjin 🍴] the one kookie
calls 'daddy' over some phone calls?!!?! (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ] tmi

[yoonie ￣ヘ￣ ]but bye

[kim seokjin 🍴] good luck ( ' ▽ ' )ﾉ

yoongi sighed inwardly as he turned his phone off, feeling the weight on the sofa shift next to him. turning to his side, he sees jimin, who grins at him. yoongi raised an eyebrow.

"she bought it?" yoongi asked, voice quiet. jimin nodded at him and from behind the younger, yoongi could see taehyung plop down on the couch.

"let's do this." jimin said, leaning back and stared as his mom sat on one of the empty individual couches, the other being occupied by mr. park. on the sofa opposite of where yoongi, jimin and taehyung sat was occupied by jinyoung and yejin, who was sitting on the oldest brother's lap, clutching her pink teddy bear.

as mrs. park starts a conversation with mr. park, taehyung and jimin, yoongi can't help but chew on his lip as he tries his best to avoid jinyoung's piercing gaze. as he tugged on the ends of his sweater, he quickly looked up. there's jinyoung, narrow eyes focused on him as he cradled a half-asleep yejin in his arms.

yoongi gulped, anxiety filling his head.

does he know something? fuck. or is there something on my face? or does he not like me for jimin? oh, shit, i have to try harder, i--

he felt a nudge against the side of his arm, making him snap out of his temporary thoughts, head looking towards his left. jimin, taehyung, mr. and mrs. park were all looking at him.

yoongi looked at jimin, an eyebrow raised, face full of worry and small shock at all the attention directed towards him.

"how we met." jimin muttered.

yoongi looked at mrs. park, his mouth shaped into an 'o' as the older woman gave him an encouraging smile. "go ahead, dear."

yoongi could still feel jinyoung's intense stare from across him. "well, let's see..." yoongi hummed, giving jimin a short glance. "i didn't really know jimin that well. we sort of only hung out together whenever our other friends, seokjin, namjoon and jeongguk would invite us," taehyung perked up at the mention of jeongguk's name. "so, really, we weren't exactly friends, but we didn't want the other to die, either. we saw each other as a friend of a friend who we didn't want to die."

the others chuckled at that last bit.

"and it's weird, really, because one day, i find him in front of the boy's dorm, sitting on the stairs. i was just gonna pass by him, but then, i notice he's crying."

mrs. park glances at jimin briefly, a look of worry plastered on her face.

"another reason why i found it so weird was because it was so unusual to see jimin like that-- crying. we weren't close, but my basic perspective of him was cheerful, with that stupid adorable eye smile of his," jimin blushed slightly. "so, without really thinking, i stay with him. i comfort him, and there we were, looking like a complete mess together-- it's almost night and i was cradling a sobbing boy in my arms."

"he really helped," jimin smiled at the so-called-memory. "we grew closer over time."

"and then i asked him to be my boyfriend." the two said in unison, both looking each other with an 'oh-shit-we're-fucked' look afterwards.

mrs. park and taehyung laughed, mr. park chuckled and jinyoung raised an eyebrow at the two.

"hey, what? i asked you."

"no way," yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. "i did."

"boys, boys," mrs. park grinned, "this is very amusing, but really, who did it?"

"i did!" both of them exclaimed. in unison. again.

jimin blushed, lightly slapping the side of yoongi's arm. "i guess we just fell into a relationship without knowing it." he cleared his throat, "i sort of saw him as a rebound at first," yoongi scoffed at that, "but i realized how he's always been there for me and..." jimin grabbed yoongi's hand, interlaced their fingers and smiled at his parents. "...we happened."

mrs. park jumped excitedly in her seat, shocking yoongi a bit as she squealed, "that's so cute!"

mr. park hummed in agreement, taehyung lightly slapping his brother's back. "proud of you, bro!" taehyung's grin slightly faltered, blinking a bit. "wait, but jeongguk never mentioned you two getting together."

yoongi cut in before jimin could say anything back, "we told them not to talk about it too much."

taehyung muttered a small, 'oh' and nodded understandingly.

jinyoung snorted. "that's cute," he remarked, "mind telling me about your first date?" he asked casually, still looking at yoongi with a curious and mischievous look.

"ah, well, that's..." yoongi dragged on.

"jinyoung, honey," mrs. park cut in, "they look uncomfortable with it. let's not ask them if they don't want to share."

jinyoung hummed, nodding, sending another small glare towards yoongi. "mom," jinyoung gestured towards yejin, who was sleeping soundly against his chest. "i think you should bring her upstairs."

"oh!" mrs. park stood up, slowly and carefully grabbing yejin's pink teddy bear from her arms, placing it on the table and letting jinyoung carry the sleeping little girl, handing her over to mrs. park. yejin's chin rested on mrs. park's shoulder, mumbling a few things in her sleep, such as, 'yoonicorn.'

"i'll be bringing her upstairs now." mrs. park whispered to the others with a smile, walking towards the staircase.

after everyone watched her ascend the stairs, taehyung yawned, "maybe i should be getting afternoon naps as well."

jimin chuckled.

"oh, boys," mr. park cleared his throat, "your mother forgot to mention something."

they all turned to him with curious stares.

"we'll be going to a resort to celebrate new year. we'll be leaving on the 26th."

"after christmas..." jimin mumbled.

"oh, yay!" taehyung grinned.

mr. park turned towards yoongi. "yoongi, would your parents be okay with it?"

"oh, yeah," yoongi replied, almost quietly. "they'll be fine with it, i'm sure. i'll just have to ask them later on, i guess."

mr. park nodded. "good." he stood up, stretching a bit, before giving the boys a quick glance each. "well, i'll leave you boys to it."

— — —

later that night, dinner could be described as 'fine.' yoongi actually liked talking with jimin's family. they were definitely fun during dinner, all the stupid parent jokes, teasing jinyoung, taehyung being a dork, various funny stories, cute scenes from yejin and all that.

yoongi stared at the ceiling, hearing the bathroom door open and close as he sat up.

"was the day okay?" jimin asked, approaching yoongi in nothing but his boxers and an oversized white shirt (whilst yoongi wore a sleeveless shirt and some shorts), sitting down next to the older.

"today was fine." yoongi smiled, moving over and lying down, head against his own pillow that jimin had lent him.

"good." jimin said, doing the same, before reaching over towards his bedside cabinet and turning off his lamp. as the room's darkness engulfed his eyesight, he had his back turned to yoongi, eyes fixed on his room's door.

all was silent for a few minutes, jimin thinking that yoongi was asleep, considering how eager yoongi was to get back to their room earlier.

"yoongi, you still awake?"

...

...

"yeah."

jimin closed his eyes. "can't sleep?"

yoongi humming was the only response jimin got.

"me too." jimin said. "hey, i'm sorry if this is sudden, but where are your parents? are they okay with the whole resort thing?"

silence was between them for a while, until, "they're working abroad. and yeah, they're okay with it. i don't really need to ask them, you know. they visit me in korea for at least three times a year, and every time after they leave, they tell me to spend the holidays with someone special, or anyone, basically."

jimin frowned in the dark. "but you spend holidays at the dorm."

"i lie to them. it'd stress them out if they find out that their son's always alone." yoongi replied. "this is sort of my first time not lying."

"oh."

somehow, those words made jimin special. he felt all warm inside, a smile creeping up to his face as he made himself comfortable on his pillow. he closed his eyes, but before drifting to sleep, he muttered the words, "goodnight, yoongi. hope you're okay."

...

...

"goodnight, jiminie."