"I swear to God, Seokjin hyung. Your fried chicken is the best" Yoongi says as he chews the said food. "But yesterday you were just saying it tastes like dog food" Seokjin, Hoseok's brother, said and Yoongi held a finger on his lips. "Shush. Yoongi wants more. Cook me more" Seokjin stares at the younger man in disbelief. 

"That's your fifth plate, Yoongi. Hoseok might yell at me if I feed you too much" Yoongi shook his head as he bit into the chicken. "Nope. Hoseokkie loves me now go and kill some bok-boks" Yoongi shooed him and Seokjin went to the kitchen with a sigh. Bok-bok? Chicken?

His phone suddenly rang and he immediately answered it. "Hello! Hoseok! Yoongi is acting a bit weird" He shouted in a whispery voice. "Weird? What weird?" 

"I don't know. He's acting like a pregnant woman! And it's really creeping me out! Yesterday he cried because he saw a chick die in an animated movie saying that it doesn't deserve to die! And now he's making me kill chickens which are, according to him, bok-boks!" He heard a chuckle from the other line.

"Bok-boks? That's adorable. Just please be patient on him, okay, hyung? I'll come home after a few weeks. I just called to make sure he's fine. And by the sound of it, he's alright. Goodbye for now!"

"No, Hoseok, urgh!" He almost kicked the oven. "Hyung~ Have you fried some bok-boks?" Seokjin sighed then opened the fridge. "Y-yes, I'm cooking!" 

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Seokjin's suspicions grew and grew. Yoongi