 Yoongi woke up finding himself alone in the room. He sat up and rubbed his eyes that were sore from crying. He was planning to gaze at nothingness when he heard something from downstairs. He furrowed his brows when he find Holly nowhere within his sight and normally that cute little poodle would scratch on his door as soon as it woke up. He shuffled himself out of the bed and went downstairs.
“Holly”, he called. Then he heard a bark coming from the kitchen.
“What are you doing there and how do you manage to enter?”, he asked but then saw Jungkook with Holly.
“Oh, hi hyung!”:, Jungkook greeted him with a smile while putting the food on the plate.
“Morning”, he looked at Jungkook from head to toe.
“What?”, the younger asked when he noticed.
“Where did you learn to cook?”
“I took a class months ago. I realized that I wanted to cook for my spouse”
“Then why are you cooking for me? Go find a lover”, Yoongi said jokingly.
“Hyung is more important than those bitches out there”, the taller walked to the shorter and envelope him with his muscled and rather soft hug.
“Let go you big muscle bunny”, Yoongi groaned.
“No”, Jungkook said as if he was a child.
“Please? So I can taste how shit is your cooking”
“Harsh”, clenching his hand near his chest where the heart resides dramatically.
They both sat on the chairs of the table. Jungkook just sat there and stared at his hyung waiting for him to start and the latter did.
“So? How is it?”
“You can now marry”
“Really?”
“Really”, shoving a spoonful of the food inside his mouth.
“If you say so then, will you marry me hyung?”, Yoongi started to choke on his food. Jungkook was in a panic and gave his hyung a glass of water.
“What the fuck kook”, the older exclaimed still coughing a little (and no he doesn’t have COVID don’t worry).
“I was just joking hyung”
“I was just joking”
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A/N: Don’t cry yet.
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