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Jungkook and Taehyung continued staring at each other while Yoongi was glaring daggers at Jimin. Slowly, Taehyung's eyes wandered down to examine the younger's abs, cheeks turning red. Jungkook coughed dismissively, causing Taehyung to look down quickly. Scoffing, the brunette walked down and put his shirt on, not bothering anymore to ask Yoongi for permission.

"Hi, guys..." he mumbled and sat down on the sofa.

"For fucks sake..." Yoongi cursed under his breath, waving them all inside until all five boys stood in the living room, no one saying a single word.

"Can we play again?" Youngjae asked and Yoongi nodded, quickly pulling Jimin upstairs.

"Yay! I'll beat you this time, Kookie-hyung!" Minjoon proclaimed, plopping down onto the sofa next to his brother.

"Sure, just try like you've done the past ten times." Jungkook laughed and everyone chuckled as he dodged Minjoon's mini fists.

Taehyung felt a wave of relief wash over him. Since the younger had cried the last time they talked, he was genuinely wondering whether Jungkook could even be happy currently. But it looks like the younger was somewhat okay. Just as he realised that, another thought popped into Taehyung's mind.

Was Jungkook already over him? Fear quickly spread through his body and anxiously, Taehyung bit his lip. He couldn't lose Jungkook now. Not when he was so close to completely figuring his feelings out. Sure, he liked the bunny, but would his feelings be strong enough? These thoughts had clouded Taehyung's mind ever since he rejected the younger but he knew he was only able to find out while he was near Jungkook.

"Why are you guys just standing there?"

"Yeah, sit down and play with us!" the nine-year old boys said.

After they had all discarded their shoes and jackets, the first one to land on the couch was Hoseok, followed by Namjoon who settled down in the armchair. Seokjin sat down at the very end which left Taehyung only one option. Next to Jungkook. A little helpless, he remained standing infront of the door until Minjoon caught sight of him.

"Taetae-hyung, can I sit on your lap, pleaseee~?" he begged, showing Taehyung his irresistible puppy eyes.

"Of course you can." Taehyung chuckled and settled down next to Jungkook, Minjoon immediately jumping into his lap.

Awkwardly, Jungkook shifted in his seat, definitely not wanting to sit next to Taehyung. He glanced to his right where Hoseok and Seokjin were and sighed internally when he saw that he couldn't move or else they wouldn't have any more space. Taehyung noticed the younger's uncomfortableness and gulped quietly because he knew he was the reason.

"Hey Mini, do you mind sitting in Joonie's lap today?" he smiled, even though he was sighing inside.

"Yes please!" the boy grinned widely and Taehyung knew Jungkook was listening intently, although he wasn't looking.

As soon as Minjoon was off of him, the blonde stood up and urged his brother to get up. Confused, Namjoon stood up like his brother wanted and Taehyung immediately shoved him into the free space next to Jungkook. Not hesitating a bit, Minjoon climbed onto the white-haired male's lap and then cheered for Youngjae. Jungkook's body visibly relaxed, making Taehyung look down with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Tae, why?" Namjoon asked quietly so obly the blonde would hear, but Taehyung just waved it off.

"Hyung, do you wanna try?" Jungkook questioned, turning to the second oldest Kim.

"No, I'm good, thanks." he smiled, now understanding Taehyung's actions.

'These two are so in love with each other, it hurts to see how blind they are.' Namjoon thought and sighed internally.

Soon, Yoongi and Jimin came back down and the boys continued playing the whole afternoon.

"Anyone hungry?" Yoongi asked after looking at the clock.

"Thank god, I thought you'd never ask!" Jimin groaned, making everyone laugh.

They quickly decided on pizza and now Yoongi was scribbling down their orders after everyone had skimmed the menu.

"Does someone want something else than pizza?"

"I want a salad!" Jungkook and Taehyung simultaneously responded, the whole room going quiet as they stared at each other.

"Which one?"

"Number 47."

Everyone broke out into a laughing fit as Taehyung and Jungkook said the exact same thing again.

"You're just like soulmates!" Youngjae giggled and their eyes widened.

"No, they're boyfriends!" Minjoon argued, "Mom once told me only lovers say the same things all the time!"

Taehyung and Jungkook blushed while their hyungs died from laughter, the nine year olds still arguing. Quickly glancing at each other, their gazes dropped down, cheeks glowing in a soft red.

"I-I just remembered I actually wanted number 46." Taehyung hastily said, scratching the back of hi neck while smiling close-eyed and Jungkook looked at him in confusion.

"You sure, Tae?" Namjoon asked after checking his younger brother's new order.

"That's a Shrimp Salad... But you hate Shrimp—"

"No, it's fine. Really."

"Write down 47 two times, Yoongz." Jungkook interrupted their discussion.

"Alright. I'll be right back. Kook, can you please put plates, knives and forks on the table?"

After Jungkook nodded, Yoongi left the room to call the pizza delivery. The others left the kitchen and went back into the living room. Everyone, except Taehyung. He watched the younger open up various drawers, pulling the right amout of knives and forks out.

"Thanks..." he mumbled and Jungkook turned slightly to look at him with an expression Taehyung couldn't read.

"You're... welcome."

An awkward silence entered the room but Jungkook didn't care and bent down to get the plates. Taehyung gulped and took a step closer.

"C-can I help you with something?"

"Take the knives and forks and bring them to the table."

Taehyung nodded and grabbed the items, waiting for Jungkook. His eyes fixed onto the younger's well-built body, soon landing on his ass. Dirty thoughts immediately filled his mind and Taehyung quickly shook his head.

Thankfully, Jungkook finally got the right amount of plates and turned around. He cocked an eyebrow at the blonde's condition but shrugged it off. However, just as Jungkook wanted to walk past the other, a hand around his wrist stopped him.

"Jungkook, can we—"

"Save it, Kim Taehyung." Jungkook spat and pulled his wrist back, walking into the dining room.

Sighing, Taehyung followed him. Soon, their food arrived and it didn't take them long to finish. After they were done, the boys put everything into the sink and then, Jimin finally popped the question Jungkook feared.

"Can we all stay the night?"



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