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“Hoseok-ah!” Seokjin called from the bedroom. Namjoon and Seokjin were sitting on the bed, Namjoon had his arm around the eldest and his face was tucked against his hair.
Hoseok came walking in, orange hair a bit messy. “Yes, hyung?”
“We wanna talk to you about something.”
Hoseok nodded and sat down on the floor. He folded his hands in his lap and waited patiently for the other two to begin talking. Namjoon and Seokjin exchanged nervous glances before it was Namjoon who spoke up.
“Hobi hyung, we know you’re a Little.” Namjoon asked, fiddling with his fingers.
Hoseok squinted his eyes. “Huh?”
Seokjin cleared his throat and spoke up. “Like Jiminie and Tae. It’s okay, Hoseokie.”
“I’m.. a Little? What?” Hoseok asked, looking thoroughly confused. His head tilted to the side and his hair tousled, orange bangs falling in front of his eyes. “I never really connected it, but it… it makes sense, I guess?”
Seokjin sighed and left the bed to sit on the floor in front of Hoseok. Namjoon watched patiently, not wanting to make Hoseok feel like he’s being cornered. Seokjin reached out slowly and ran his hands through Hoseok’s hair. The latter’s eyes fluttered shut and he leaned into the touch.
Seokjin smiled and brushed a few fingers over Hoseok’s cheek. “Hoseokie?”
“Hyung?” Hoseok asked, his voice a little higher in pitch. His eyes widened as he took in his surroundings. “Jinnie hyung, I think… I think I’m a Little.” Hoseok giggled. “But I’m not that Little right now.”
Seokjin looked back at Namjoon, who was smiling as well. The eldest turned to Hoseok again and brushed his fingers along the boy’s jaw. “Hoseokie, do you want us to take care of you?"
Hoseok thought for a moment before he smiled and nodded. “I’d really, really like that. Even Big me loves you guys so much.” He threw his arms around Seokjin’s neck and nuzzled his face into Seokjin’s.
Seokjin laughed and reached his hand out, feeling Namjoon take it and sit on the floor as well. He hugged the two eldest and sighed happily, running his hands through both of their hair.
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“Appa!”
Namjoon whipped his head around immediately to see Hoseok running to him. He scooped the elder up in his arms and laughed. “Hey, Hobi baby. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, Appa. I just love you and I missed you,” Hoseok squealed. He blushed and looked away from Namjoon’s eyes.
Namjoon tutted and tapped his cheek, making Hoseok meet his eyes again. “Appa loves you too. But I was only in the bathroom.”
Hoseok laughed, his eyes squeezing shut. “Where’s Eomma?”
Namjoon smiled as he thought about his boyfriend. Seokjin had recently dyed his hair pink and Hoseok had immediately and unrelentlessly started calling him Eomma. It made Seokjin blush such pretty colours, Namjoon wondered if he should call him that as well.
“Eomma should be in the other room, sweetheart. Why don’t you go and see him while Appa does his work? Maybe after, we can go and get ice cream.”
“You will not!” Seokjin called from the kitchen. Namjoon sighed as he watched Seokjin slip through the door, pointing his finger. “No ice cream.”
“But, Eomma!” Hoseok whined.
Seokjin stumbled a bit, his cheeks darkening to be pinker than his hair. “No ice cream. You just had cupcakes earlier.”
Hoseok pouted and crossed his arms. Namjoon hugged the Little and turned his attention to the eldest.
“Come on, hyung. Let him have some ice cream.” He turned Hoseok around and squished his cheeks in the direction of Seokjin. Hoseok giggled cutely. “How can you say no to this adorable face? With his little dimples as he eats?”
Seokjin rolled his eyes. “He’ll be hyper as all hell, Namjoon.”
“But he’s cute.”
“Namjoon-ah.”
“Hyung~”
“Fine, fine.” Seokjin waved them off. “Go get ice cream.”
Hoseok squealed and bounced in place. “Can we, Appa? Now?”
Namjoon grinned and took Hoseok’s hand. “Let’s go, baby. We’ll bring some ice cream back for Eomma, too.” The youngest winked at Seokjin, just to see how dark his cheeks could really get.
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Namjoon showed up at home with Hoseok on his back, two cups of ice cream in his hands and one in Namjoon’s. Seokjin stood on his tiptoes to place kisses on Hoseok’s face, who giggled and handed Seokjin his ice cream.
“Here, Eomma. Thank you for letting us get some!”
Seokjin couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “Thank you, love. You’re lucky one of us spoils you.”
Hoseok giggled and pinched Namjoon’s cheek. “Seokie knows.”
Seokjin always had to be the one to put his foot down. Often, though, Hoseok and Namjoon would get their way. It wasn’t that Seokjin was weak in any sense of the word, he just loved seeing both of their eyes light up. Hoseok loved being spoiled and Namjoon loved to spoil. It was the cutest thing to the eldest and made him want to wrap them both up in warm blankets with hot cocoa and kiss their faces all day.
Namjoon was the cutest when he was with Hoseok, covering him in kisses and carrying him around, picking him up regardless of how heavy he might be. He even fed Hoseok on command. His eyes would grow wide in the silliest way when he saw Hoseok smile, much like Yoongi when he’s with Jimin. It warmed his heart to see Hoseok so attached to Namjoon. But he was given a majority of the Little’s attention as well.
Hoseok laid across Seokjin’s lap, eating small spoonfuls of his ice cream. Seokjin warned him to be careful as he started eating his own. Namjoon lifted up Hoseok’s legs and sat under them, rubbing small circles into the elder’s ankles.
“Eomma? Appa?” Hoseok asked, looking up at both of them with shining eyes.
“Yes, baby?” Seokjin responded, brushing Hoseok’s bangs from his forehead lovingly.
“Seokie love both of you so much, Eomma and Appa. You’re the best Eomma and Appa ever.”
Namjoon purely squealed and leaned over to press kisses all over Hoseok’s face. “I love you so much, Seokie.”
Seokjin smiled and held Namjoon’s hand. “I love you too, my little Hoseokie.”