a/n: Sorry for the long wait, I went to Berlin with my class in the last school week, which is why I didn't get to update.

Anyways, have fun reading! ^^

"Kids, dinner is ready!" Seokjin's melodic voice reverberated through the walls and caught everyone's attention almost in an instant. "Gosh, I really feel like an actual mother right now," he murmured to himself while shaking his head. Yoongi caught his remark as he approached the kitchen with his left hand wrapped firmly around Hoseok's right hand, the latter trailing slowly behind him. Yoongi snorted slightly in reply as he made fun of his oldest fellow member, "With that bright pink apron of yours, you certainly do look like one — casting your gender aside, of course," he could only laugh as Jin glared daggers at him.

"I dare you to say that again, young man," Jin narrowed his eyes as he pointed a spoon at his face. The rapper ignored him and led Hoseok — who was grinning from ear to ear — over to the big wooden table.

Soon enough, everyone assembled in the grand kitchen and took their own respective seat. The youngest of the group — Jungkook, who was constantly hungry — dug in first and savored his meal frenziedly as if he had been starved for months. People have always been amazed by how much he could eat and still wouldn't gain fat, his body remaining strongly built and perfect as always. When people asked or derided him for eating too much, Jungkook would argue that he was still in the growing phase which was the reason for his hardly ever satiable hunger.

Seokjin chuckled at youngest of the group and couldn't help teasing him, "I know that my cooking skills are unarguably marvellous, but I would very much appreciate it if you could mind your table manners and I'd rather not see you dying from choking on my food and I'll certainly not go through the hassle of dealing with your corpse afterwards, thank you very much." Jungkook stopped for a moment and looked at the older innocently with fully stuffed cheeks which made him look like a squirrel. The youngest of the group then shrugged nonchalantly — completely unperturbed — before redirecting his attention to the delicious food.

Hoseok struggled a bit with the chopsticks, he tried his best using them correctly but he just couldn't get them to work as the chopsticks kept slipping out of his clumsy fingers. He whined and put the chopsticks back on the table and put his chin on the wooden surface, eyeing his plate of kimbap hungrily.

Yoongi — who had been observing the younger — chuckled in pure amusement and fondness as he asked, "Hobi, do you want to use a spoon instead?" Hoseok lifted his head from the dining table and eyed the latter for a short moment, seemingly unimpressed. He then looked down at his hands and came up with an idea, he could just use his hands instead of these complicated chopsticks! Without even hesitating, Hoseok reached into his plate and grabbed a handful of his food but immediately regretted it once he touched the burning hot kimbap and withdrew his hand with a soft whine.

Concerned, Yoongi took Hoseok's hand that turned slightly red from the burn and examined it carefully. When he saw that it was nothing serious, he exhaled a relieved breath. Yoongi then frowned at Hoseok and scolded him, "Never do that again, you could've gotten hurt and look, your hands are all dirty and sticky now!" Hoseok pouted and nodded his head, muttering an almost inaudible apologies. Yoongi softened his gaze at the dejected younger male. "Good boy, now, let's go wash our hands, okay?" Hoseok nodded obediently and followed Yoongi to the sink to clean his hands.

When they came back to the table, Hoseok looked at Yoongi expectantly with wide eyes, "Yoonyoon-hyung feed Hobi?" Taken by surprise, Yoongi stared at the younger, not knowing what he should do. He had never fed anyone before and nobody had ever asked him to do that up till now.

After a while — not having received any reaction from the older rapper — Hobi pouted as his eyes started to water, alerting Yoongi. "Alright, alright, I'll feed you, just don't start crying, please." Hobi beamed at the elder brightly as Yoongi continued to mumble, "I don't need anymore crying today after Jimin's incident," earning a hearty laugh from the leader, who was carefully wiping the aforementioned male's mouth with a napkin.

Yoongi got up from his seat to get a spoon when he sat back down next to Hoseok, he scooped a spoonful of the freshly cooked kimbap before gingerly bringing it up to the latter's mouth. Yoongi felt extremely awkward and slightly embarrassed as he told the younger to open his mouth, "Say 'ah'..." Hoseok complied, welcoming the food by obediently opening his mouth.

However, once the food entered his cavern, Hoseok flinched back and spat everything out on the table with a frown. "Hot," his eyes glistened with tears as he whined and stuck his tongue out that was now bright red from the slight burn. ", I forgot, I am so sorry, Hobi, I didn't mean to, I am sorry — , does it hurt a lot? Hobi, I am so sorry," Yoongi couldn't hold back his cursing words as he panicked and cupped Hoseok's face with his hands as he examined his burnt tongue. He blamed himself and cursed himself inwardly as he hurried to the fridge to get a bottle of cold water. "Here, this will help cool you down," Yoongi said as he handed the bottle to the younger after considerately opening the lid for him.

Namjoon stared at the older rapper in awe, he was rendered speechless as he had never seen him act like this before. He seldom saw Yoongi being so gentle, so distressed, and this affectionate to a person. The leader eyed his two fellow rappers back and forth, he couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, Yoongi had never been this concerned about anyone before. Even though Namjoon was Yoongi's best friend and had known him for the longest time out of all members, Yoongi hardly ever openly showed his worry about Namjoon even when Namjoon was sick — he showed it through action by composing a get-well-soon-music track that aggravated his headache even more. But, most importantly, Yoongi never panicked in the open, like, ever.

"Suga-hyung, I think I burnt my tongue too, it hurts!" Namjoon lied as he whined in a slightly higher voice, attempting to be cute — but failing miserably. Yoongi stared at him as if he was an insane person that escaped the lunatic asylum. "Namjoon-ah, stop, you are grossing me out. I am slowly thinking that the test result of your IQ-test is a sham." Deeply offended and hurt by the obviously different treatment and the additional insult, Namjoon clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Totally whipped, I see." Yoongi rolled his eyes and had to give his all to not retort a comeback in order to prevent a fight.

Taehyung who was sitting beside the maknae eyed his plate in front of him with pure disinterest. He stabbed the rice with a chopstick in each of his hand, stirring it around but never taking it in his mouth. Jungkook had finished his third serve in the meantime and was about to go for his fourth when he noticed the untouched food in front of Taehyung.

"Hyung, are you not hungry?", he asked, slightly worried since Taehyung usually ate the most — placed after Jin and him. Taehyung jutted his lips a bit, forming a cute pout, making the maknae's poor heart clench yet once again and his heart beat faster and his breathing became slightly uneven.

Casting his confusion by his body's reaction to Taehyung's adorable facial expression to the back of his mind, Jungkook carefully put his palm over Taehyung's forehead and asked, "Are you not feeling well, hyung?" Jungkook frowned at the thought of Taehyung getting ill. Taehyung rarely got sick, but when he did, it usually took very long for him to recover and besides, Jungkook didn't want to see his favourite hyung in pain.

Everyone turned to the two in concern. "Taehyung, are you alright? Why aren't you eating?", Seokjin asked, his motherly nature and motherly instinct taking over in an instant. Taehyung shook his head slowly and pushed his plate away.

"You don't like the food, Tae?" Jin asked again. The latter shook his head again and bit his thumb while looking at everyone with big eyes.

"What is it then, Tae? You can not skip your meal, you will starve!" Jungkook was really worried now, why wouldn't his hyung eat?! "I don't think one would actually starve from just skipping one single meal — and even if, then it would be you and only you, maknae-ah..." Jin deadpanned. Jungkook blushed slightly as he scratched the back of his head in a sheepish manner.

Yoongi, who — by now — had finished feeding Hoseok, averted his attention from the latter to the younger vocalist, "Tae, would you rather have someone feed you? Like Hobi and Jiminnie. Would you eat then?" Taehyung looked at Hoseok and Jimin — who was being fed by Jin — for a moment before shaking his head another time and began his thumb like a baby, making everyone coo inwardly at the cute action. Namjoon mused, "Maybe he just really isn't hungry?" Taehyung didn't say anything and continued nibbling on his thumb while eyeing them with his big innocent eyes.

The rest took that as an affirmation and put the untouched food into the fridge for Taehyung — just to be sure, in case he gets hungry later.

"Who is in charge of washing the dishes today?" Namjoon asked in the round. Taehyung raised his arm, his other thumb still in his mouth, making his words slurred and slightly incomprehensible, "Taetae!"

Jimin quickly raised his arms too and Hoseok bounced up and down on his feet, both male grinning widely with visible excitement and enthusiasm.

"Minnie too!"

"And Hobi! Hobi too!"

The caregivers sighed in defeat, "That means us, no?" There was no way they were letting the three clean the dishes in this state where they were in 'Little Space'. They could break the dishes and hurt themselves in the process. No, they were not going to wash the dishes — just, no.

"Today, you three can go watch the TV instead of doing chores, how about that?" Jin suggested with a smile. The three 'Littles' looked each other, not really sure what to choose since they loved the television but also wanted to help them at the same time. The three didn't want to separate from the others so they declined Jin's offer of watching cartoons, taking everyone by surprise, since they were all pretty sure that the three would prefer the television over chores.

"We wanna help," Jimin said with a broad grin, the other two nodding in agreement.

"No, it's alright, we can clean the dishes ourselves just fine, but thank you for being so kind and helpful anyways," Yoongi said and ruffled their hair in a loving manner. The three looked disheartened, however.

"Yoonyoon-hyung doesn't want Hobi help because Hobi clumsy?" Hoseok asked, obviously discouraged, while tugging and fidgeting with the hem of his own shirt, his dark brown orbs staring intently into Yoongi's, sending the latter a shudder down his spines. Yoongi almost lost his cool and stammered, "T-that's not what I meant — well, partially yes, but — I mean, !"

Namjoon snickered at the flustered older rapper and decided to a little bit, "Where's your swag, hyung?" Yoongi nearly snarled at the main rapper, "Shut up!"  Namjoon threw his hands up in the air mockingly in surrender, "Okay, chill, no need to go aggressive." Yoongi glared at the latter darkly and looked like he could snap Namjoon's head off any second now.

Jin rolled his eyes and used his favourite wooden spoon to hit the back of both Namjoon and Yoongi's head. "Stop bickering like girls and just wash the dishes already!"

Yoongi grumbled lowly while rubbing the pained spot at the back of his head where he got hit, "Said the actual girl here, tsk." Namjoon couldn't help but snort at the savage comeback but he scoffed even louder when Yoongi groaned in pain when Jin pulled his ear and twisted it harshly. However, Namjoon soon whined out loud as well when he was put in the same excruciating fate as Yoongi.

"Any more comments, peasants?" Namjoon wanted to shake his head but that would aggravate the pain of his ear so he could only whimper, "N-no, ma'am." Jin added the pressure on his ear, making Namjoon hiss in pain, "I-I mean, no, sir!" Satisfied with the reply, Jin let them go and walked past a terrified maknae with a smug smirk. Jungkook could swear that Jin directed a sinister smirk at him when he passed by.

"Never, never make Jin upset," Jungkook noted in his head from where he stood petrified by the desk with a mop in his hand, still horrified by Jin's malicious side.

Fans might not know but Kim Seokjin was a Satan when he got upset or angry, he just never showed his sadistic personality in public.

Jimin and Hoseok, however, followed Jin with their admiring gaze as if Jin was a superhero and squealed in excitement, "That was so cool, Jinnie-hyung!"

Taehyung watched Jimin and Hoseok fanboy over the oldest member of the group with a confused yet curious expression while on his thumb.

The second youngest instinctively followed the lead of other two 'Littles' and grinned brightly, pulling the thumb out of his mouth to clap his hands vigorously, "Jinnie-hyung, hooray!"

Jin smiled angelically at the three 'Littles' before turning back to rinsing the plates.

"Satan!" The remaining three members of the group thought in unison.

"Get to work, you lazy bums," Jin urged with an annoyed tone. The members addressed — namely Namjoon, Yoongi and Jungkook — looked down immediately and quickly resumed their duties.

a/n: Maybe I'll update a second time this week, it depends on you guys. :)

I hope you enjoyed the chapter nevertheless and let me know if you want more! ^^

~ Pabosshi