BTS Oneshots

Kiss And Make Up (2seok Fluff)

A/N: See what I did there?

     The melodic doorbell to Jins stereotypical white picket fence house rang, the door becoming a portal from the bustling outside world into a place of comfort, peace, and delicious smelling foods at all times of day. Hobi, the young boy that had just utilized this creamy white portal, entered the house and took a seat on the black velvet couch. The white walls, white rug, and simple black coffee table placed in the middle of the room provided a welcoming feel. The motion detected warm light emitting from the also black lamp signaled to Jin somebody was there.

     Hobi! What are you doing here?" Jin was thrilled upon seeing his normally high spirited friend, but quickly taken aback at the out of character response Hobi had to seeing Jin. Immediately burying his face in Jins shoulder and sobbing, seeking for any kind of comfort from the older boy. 

     Jin slowly rubbed Hobis back and played with his hair. "Hobi baby, what's wrong?" Jin asked sweetly and took a seat on the couch with a curled up Hobi in his lap. "Jiminie's mad at me.." Hobi stumbled over his words, surprised he got them out in the first place due to all the sniffles that accompanied them. Jin took a moment to process the words, confused as to what this sunny ball of fluff could possibly do to make Jimin mad. "Hobi. Look at me sunshine." Jin cooed sweetly, causing Hobi to look up. "Why is he mad sunshine?" Hobi shrugged in response, truly having no clue what he did to piss Jimin off. "have you tried talking to him?" Hobi feebly shook his head. "If you're gonna find out you need to talk to him. Let's call."

     Soon enough Jin had convinced Hobi to call, and now the taunting ring of the phone had Hobi on the edge of his seat. "Hey eomma." A pissy sounding Jimin . "Uh Jimin...it's me." Hobi mumbled into the phone, earning a reassuring smile from Jin. "What the fuck do you want Hoseok?" Jimins harsh tone and lack of endearment brought tears to Hobi's eyes. "Jimin I don't even know what I did! Why are you so mad at me?" Hobi sobbed into the phone. All he got in response was the click on the phone hanging up. 

     "He hates me..." Hobi looked down at the disconnected phone, feeling an embrace envelop him from behind. "He's going to come around Hobi. Maybe we got him at a bad time. How about you spend the night here and I'll invite Jimin for dinner tomorrow?" Hobi nodded in agreement at the idea, leaning into Jins' soothing touch. "I love him so much." Hobi bit his lip to prevent another sob. "I know you do." Jin softly kissed Hobi's forehead. "He loves you too."

     The next morning at around 8:30, Jin called Jimin up again. "Hey Jiminie do you wanna come for dinner today?" Jins voice was cheery, and the same could be said for Jimin's. "Sure Eomma! What time?" Jin provided the time of 7:00 and hung up the phone to go check on Hobi.

     "Hobi wake up. Jiminie is coming for dinner." Jin softly opened the door to Hobi's room and took a seat at the edge of the twin sized bed that was placed in the corner of the flower themed room. Hobi was already awake and on his phone, texting Jungkook about things like, oh yeah, relationship problems.  "Does he know I'm here?" Hobi asked as he put his phone down, turning his attention to Jin. "No, but you'll be back on talking terms after dinner." Jin promised with a bright smile before making his way down to prepare dinner.

     Hobi nervously paced his room, looking at his clothes all spread out on the bed. Being nervous, he wanted to wear something that would make him feel confident, hot, and cute. After long consideration, Hobi decided on a low cut black t-shirt that had a gradient purple and pink BTS  logo on the back, black ripped jeans with a chain that ran alone the right hip in an upside down arch, high heeled black boots, and adorable fluffy black and purple puppy ears for the cute factor.  

     Hobi confidently walked down the small 8 step staircase that possessed a smooth, marble design. Gripping the black handrail on the side, he stepped off and stumbled, struggling to get his balance. Despite the thick heel, he was still caught of guard by the added height. Jin rushed over to Hobis side and held his arm to steady him. "You look good Hobi. Jimin's really gonna know what he's missing." Jin teased. A rose blush appeared onto Hobis face. "Eommaaaaaa" Hobi whined and hid his face, making his way to the couch to watch his favorite show, NCIS.

     The clock struck 7:00 and once again the door opened to reveal an exhausted Jimin. The smell of Teriyaki entered Jimins nose. He ventured into the kitchen to see an array of foods all set out beautifully on an black colored wood table. A platter of various types of meats was placed in the middle, sides of rice and noodles placed in different Chinese bowls surrounded the platter like ballet dancers. A Pitcher of grape juices and strawberry water sat at either side of the display. Small bowls on various types of fruits and vegetables placed in crescents on either side. The smells of grapes, steaks, corns, lo mein, and much more sent a comforting warmth through Jimins body.  Especially after his tough day at work. 

     "Hi Jimine!" Jin greeted Jimin with a suffocating hug, to which Jimin gratefully returned. "Hi Eomma!" Jimin giggled, being rocked playfully by Jin. "I'm sure you know Hobi is here." Jins voice became serious as he said this. Jimin pulled away to look at Jin, unsure of what to say. Of course he wanted to make up with Hobi, his main fear was snapping at him. Which was why he hadn't approached his beloved boyfriend yet. "Is that a problem?" Jin asked, a stern look on his face. Jimin quickly shook his head. "No, I want to make up with him. I miss him."

     Hobi entered the room, causing perverted Jiminie to stare. "Hobi..you look amazing in that." Jimin complimented for the first time in days. Hobi's heart smile threatened to show, and it did. "Thank you, Jiminie." Hobi finally felt a warmth in his heart, as if they were beginning to reconnect again, which they were. The sparkle in Jimins eye proved it. 

     The three boys sat around the table, engaging in casual conversation with each other. Jimin apologizing to Hobi throughout most of it, Hobi more than forgiving every time. Jin was thrilled to see his children's hearts become loving towards each other again. "Thank you so much eomma." Both boys would constantly thank Jin. "No need for gratitude babies." was always Jins reply. 

     Half way through the dinner that could feed a 7 nation army, Jimin pulled Hobi into his lap. A tight hugged between the two boys ensued and was accompanied by bright laughter, and the most passionate and sweet kiss that Jin had ever seen. The two looked like newly weds on their honeymoon. With Hobi pressed tightly to Jimin and Jimin lovingly rubbing his back, Jin could happily rest knowing he had done his job as their Eomma.

   "Jiminie what did I even do to make you mad?" Hobi asked curiously, tilting his head to the side. Jimin sighed, disappointed in himself. "You did nothing, my sweet sunshine. I was having a rough week." Jimin was visibly ashamed, head down as he fidgeted with his fingers. Hobi smiled. At least he wasn't the one that made his angel mad. "Oh...well we've kissed and made up, right?" Hobi asked. Jiminie nodded. "Of course baby boy." Hobi kissed Jimins forehead "Then I forgive you." 

~Yura