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"Don't be weird about meeting him, okay?"
Taehyung nods, "I promise, Jiminie."
"Babe!" Jimin calls, "Come out now!"
Yoongi pops his head out of the closet, "I'm gay," he says, monotone.
Taehyung blinks, "Oh my god, I love him already."
Yoongi blanks for a moment, Taehyung's voice striking a chord in his heart.
"I really want to hug you," Yoongi admits to Taehyung, well aware of Jimin grinning next to him.
Taehyung opens his arms and Yoongi clambers onto his lap, getting comfortable. He nuzzles into Taehyung's neck, keening when the other's arms curl around his waist. Snap! Jimin's phone goes off.
"New lock screen," he announces, plopping down on the bed. "My two favourite boys," he hums.
"Jimin," Taehyung starts, "I suddenly understand your connection with Jeongguk."
"So you won't mind if I steal him sometimes?"
"Only if you trade me Yoongi."
"Deal."
Yoongi smiles into Taehyung's neck.
✨
"I think I'm going to replace Namjoon and Hobi with you," Yoongi tells Taehyung one day, curled up on his lap.
"Hyung," Taehyung says, staring deeply into Yoongi's eyes. "I would be honoured."
"Great, now hand me the remote. We're not watching the season finale, I can't handle it." Taehyung throws back his head and cackles. Yoongi smiles fondly.
✨
"This is not sexual or romantic, I just feel disgusting and need someone to let me cry into their arms and kiss me."
"Okay," Yoongi agrees, letting Taehyung crawl on top of him. He runs his fingers through Taehyung's grey hair and pulls him down for a kiss. "What happened, kid?"
Taehyung sighs into Yoongi's mouth, "Jeongguk."
"It's always Jeongguk these days," Yoongi grumbles, though he's not really annoyed. "He needs to get his shit together and realize what he really wants."
"I know," Taehyung presses a kiss to the corner of Yoongi's mouth. He drops his head into the crook of the elder's neck and sighs. "I know," he repeats.
"Mm-hm. And what are you going to do about it?" Yoongi lets his fingers comb through Taehyung's hair.
"I dunno. Can we talk about that later? I'm sleepy."
Yoongi huffs a quiet laugh, "Sure, kid, whatever you want."
✨
"What are you writing?"
"A note."
Yoongi sighs, exasperated as Taehyung scribbles something on his arm in sharpie.
'Love yourself,' it says. Yoongi swats Taehyung's hand away. Years later it's still there. Tattooed over with soft pink and blue ink.
✨
"Stop picking."
Taehyung's hand freezes at his forehead, nails caught on a scab from a pimple.
"I'm not!"
"If I come in there and you're lying I swear to God, Taehyung," Yoongi begins.
"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry, I'll stop."
"You better."
✨
"You're so fond of him! It's so cute!" Hoseok practically squeals when Yoongi tells him about Taehyung.
Yoongi scowls, "You do realize you've been replaced as my favourite dongsaeng, right?"
"Oh," Hoseok realizes, "Oh!"
"Jealous?" Yoongi inquires.
"Mmm," Hoseok thinks for a moment, "Not really, I'm happy you have someone like Taehyung ah in your life, hyung."
Yoongi sighs, pressing a kiss to Hoseok's cheek, "I'm kidding. You're so amazing you know that?"
"I know!" Hoseok beams.
"Good," Yoongi drawls, patting Hoseok's cheek affectionately, "Now go get me some coffee."
✨
"Hyung?"
"Hmm?"
"If I liked someone, how do I express it? Genuinely, I mean, especially given my reputation." Yoongi lifts his head up from the couch to look at Jeongguk.
"Reputation as a fuckboy, you mean?"
Jeongguk flushes, nodding.
"Write down what you want to say, compile it, let it be messy as long as it's real. Then, tell them." Yoongi reaches for Jeongguk's hand and presses a kiss to the back of it. "And don't fuck up, got it?"
"Got it. Thank you hyung!"
"Mm, go get 'em tiger."
✨
"I hate my thighs," Taehyung grumbles, dropping down next to Yoongi on the couch.
"Why?" Yoongi asks, incredulously.
"They're so large, hyung," Taehyung whines, "and squishy and most of all, gross. When I sit down it's like Texas moved to Korea!"
"Tae," Yoongi starts, "babe, your thighs are fucking heaven you hear me? They are like pillows and I never sleep half as good without them." Yoongi pauses, "Except when I cuddle Jimin."
Taehyung nods, "Understandable." Yoongi sighs in relief, thinking it's over. "But still, they're so fat and I'm ugly enough already they just make it worse."
"Kim Taehyung," Yoongi snarls and he can feel the younger tense beside him. Yoongi is using his Father Voice™. "Your thighs are fine, you are attractive and you will work on your self-love. Do you understand, Taehyung?"
"Yes," said male whimpers.
"Good, now come cuddle me."
"Okay."
✨
Min Yoongi to Jeon Jeongguk
Min Yoongi: You still haven't told him.
Yoongi watches a texting bubble appear and disappear for a good five minutes.
Jeon Jeongguk: yes
Min Yoongi: Was that an agreement with my statement or did you tell him?
Jeon Jeongguk: An agreement with your statement, hyung.
Min Yoongi: Tell him soon, Guk ah, or I will.
Jeon Jeongguk: okay
Jeongguk doesn't tell him, but he does start hanging out with Taehyung more.
✨
"How much sleep did you get last night?" Yoongi asks, staring at Jeongguk and Taehyung who have very heavy bags under their eyes.
"Zero," Jeongguk answers.
"Sleep? I don't know her," Taehyung says.
Yoongi sighs. "What were you even doing?"
"Marathon of Naruto," Jeongguk admits, leaning on Taehyung who looks half asleep.
"Fuck Sakura, Naruto and Sasuke were made for each other," Taehyung grumbles.
"Did you also watch Boruto-"
"We do not say that name in this house!" Taehyung hisses, but falls over and there's no real bite to his voice. Jeongguk topples over onto Taehyung without the older holding him up.
They both groan in unison and Yoongi facepalms.
✨
"Who's your favourite, hyung?" Jimin, Taehyung, and Jeongguk ask, poking at Yoongi's sides.
"Noooo," Yoongi replies, rolling over in bed. "It's too fuckin' early for this."
"Hyungggggg," Jimin whines.
"Fine, Jeongguk."
Jimin gasps, "Hyung! How could you!"
Yoongi hears Taehyung and Jeongguk cackling.
"I don't blame you, hyung," he hears Taehyung say, "Jeongguk's my favourite, too."
There's loud yelp and smacking noise after he admits this.
"I'm not even sorry, Jiminie's face was fuckin' priceless!" He hears Taehyung giggle.
"Get out!" Yoongi snarls, "But, Jeongguk can stay."
Jeongguk laughs and jumps on him.
"Nevermind, Taehyung ah is my favourite."
"Hyung!"
Yoongi grins.
✨
"So are you telling him or am I?"
"I am. Just," Jeongguk inhales, "Give me until Saturday. I want it to be special."
✨
Friday evening has rolled around. Taehyung, Yoongi, and Jeongguk are having a sort of sleep over when a knock on the door rouses their attention.
"It's 12 am, who the fuck is at my door?" Yoongi asks, though it's a rhetorical question.
"I dunno, hyung. Answer it and find out." Taehyung is just in boxers and an oversized pink sweater Yoongi had gotten him. The fabric on his left shoulder slipping. Yoongi gets up, stepping over Jeongguk who is staring lifelessly at the TV, which is playing reruns of Naruto.
"Yes?" Yoongi asks when he opens the door, only to slam it shut and lock it. "No, no, no, this is not happening," he murmurs to himself.
"Hyungie? What's happening?" Taehyung stares at him worriedly.
"Don't freak out," Yoongi pleads, "But I need you to call 119."
Sleepy Taehyung is gone in an instant, "Oh fuck, he's here."
Yoongi nods and they're moving through the apartment in an instant. Taehyung plucks his phone from beside Jeongguk and dials 119.
"Oh fuck, please pick up," Taehyung whimpers into the phone.
"Hyungs?" Jeongguk makes a soft noise in the back of his throat, "What's going on?"
"Hi, yes, I'd like to report a breaking of a restraining order ruling requiring the person to be 100 feet away at all times."
Jeongguk is up in seconds, growling and stalking towards the door with Yoongi following after.
"Jeongguk," Yoongi warns.
Jeongguk snarls, and peers through the peephole, getting angrier when he sees the sigh of that asshole.
"Okay, er, am I supposed to say on the line with you? Yes? Okay," Taehyung follows them to the door, nervously chewing his bottom lip.
"Taehyung! Baby! I know you're in there! C'monnnn," the man outside calls, banging on the door. Taehyung whimpers involuntarily. "Slut! Get out here and put yourself to good use!"
Jeongguk flushes red, rage displayed on his face so prominently that Yoongi shrinks away from him.
"Please hurry," Taehyung whispers into the phone, tears rolling down his cheeks, "He's getting upset."
Yoongi pulls his phone from his pocket and calls Seokjin as Jeongguk walks over to Taehyung and pulls him into his arms.
"Asshole is here," Yoongi grumbles into the phone shortly.
"On my way. Bringing Joon, Jimin, and Hobi." Yoongi hangs up and flinches when Asshole slams into the door.
"Hey! Cockslut! Open up the door for me, whore!"
Yoongi hisses and considers opening the door to punch Asshole in the face.
"Sir, step away from the door and put your hands on your head!" Yoongi sighs in relief when he hears the voice of a police officer outside.
"Thank you," he hears Taehyung mumble, "They're here now." He hangs up and goes boneless in Jeongguk's grasp.
It's a couple minutes before a knock on the door rings through the room. Yoongi opens it and a polite-looking police officer introduces himself and says he needs to question them about the incident.
They end up on the floor, the police officer, Mr. Lee, sitting across from Taehyung who is curled into a ball in Jeongguk's lap. Yoongi holds Taehyung's hand all the while.
"Thank you for your time, I know this is hard for you. If we have any more questions, we'll call."
The second he's gone, Taehyung is crying again.
"I know, love, I know." Jeongguk murmurs into Taehyung's hair, comfortingly. The rest of their friend group has keys to Yoongi and Jimin's apartment so they just walk in.
Taehyung is asleep by the time they show up, curled up in Jeongguk's lap, head tipped back resting on the younger's shoulder. They let him sleep, he needs it.
✨
Yoongi and Jimin move. They move into Taehyung's apartment complex, at the other end of the hallway. He stays at their's more often than not now, finding comfort in their company.
✨
Taehyung no longer answers doors, afraid that if he does Asshole will be there. Everyone has been provided with keys to his apartment.
✨
Partially because Taehyung can't handle being alone and partially because Jeongguk feels the need to protect the elder, he moves in with Taehyung.
✨
Min Yoongi to Jeon Jeongguk and Kim Taehyung.
Min Yoongi: I want to marry Jimin.
Kim Taehyung: omG
Kim Taehyung: are you inadvertently asking for help on how to propose
Min Yoongi: yes
Jeon Jeongguk: straight to the point I see
Min Yoongi: I don't believe straight fits that sentence considering what this is about.
Jeon Jeongguk: gay to the point
Min Yoongi: better
Kim Taehyung: ok ok so I have an idea for you
Kim Taehyung: it's based on this cute promposal I saw on Instagram and I think Jimin would looooove it.
Min Yoongi: I'm listening
✨
"Oh, oh my god. Holy fuck is this really happening?" Jimin frets to Taehyung as the latter walks him down the idle as his parents weren't exactly supportive of the marriage.
"Mm-hm," Taehyung afirms.
"Fuck."
"It's gonna be fine, Jimin."
Taehyung smiles when he seems Yoongi's nervous face, pressing a kiss to Jimin's forehead, and hand him off to Yoongi.
"Take good care of him," he murmurs.
"I will," Yoongi promises.
✨
Taehyung cries, but Jeongguk does, too, so he doesn't feel as awkward.
"Fuck," he sobs, "Jimin is all grown up." Jeongguk sighs into his shoulder, tears wetting his hyung's soft suit jacket.
✨
Taehyung smiles when he sees Yoongi and Jimin dance with Seokjin as part of the 'maternal figure and sons' dance. They dance with Namjoon next before dragging Jeongguk to twirl with them. After they dance with Hobi they approach Taehyung with open arms and bright smiles.
"Taehyung ah!" Yoongi calls, "Dance with us."
Taehyung agrees. He feels Jeongguk's eyes on him the entire time.
✨
It's time for Yoongi and Jimin to throw their bouquets, each having a different coloured one. Jimin throws first and Seokjin hyung catches it, smiling. He pulls Namjoon and Hobi in for a kiss after.
Then, it's Yoongi's turn. He doesn't turn around and throw it backward like Jimin, no. He stares straight at Jeongguk and chucks it at him.
Jeongguk catches it and smiles shyly at Taehyung. He walks over and hands the elder the bundle of flowers.
"Something you want to ask me, Jeonggukkie?" Taehyung hums.
Jeongguk smiles faintly, "Can I kiss you?"
"Yes, Jeongguk, you can kiss me." So the younger leans forward and presses his lips against Taehyung's soft ones. It's soft and chaste, as they pull away when they hear cheering.
"Finally!" He hears Yoongi yell.
Jeongguk flushes and Taehyung smiles at him. He kisses Jeongguk again and decides there is nothing better.