Age is Just a Number (BTS) - 18+

Chapter 34 - Quality time

**Eeeek, almost 2 months since the last update, I'm so sorry! I posted 12 other chapters (in my Honourable Discharge and Challenge Accepted 2 series) in celebration of BTS all being out and Festa etc.... so I didn't have enough hours in the day. The good news is this chapter was 12,000 words and too long so I cut it down to 8,000 and most of the next chapter is already written so I'm thinking that will be up later this week. Enjoy**

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Christmas ticked round, quiet for Yoongi and Kat who kept inside, watching the world go by from their phones and the comfort of the couch. The girls came and went for work; study on hold over the Christmas and New Year break and now they found themselves in the living room, tree up, decorations in place, and cups of mulled wine being consumed by those old enough to enjoy it or homemade hot chocolate for those that fell under the line. Yoongi was surprisingly comfortable, the bustle of bodies moving around the smaller space than his own home not bothering him at all. In fact, it reminded him of the early Bangtan days. He was happy, content to be here, and wondering if he should sell his much bigger apartment and downsize to something that felt cozy like this. Meanwhile, Kat got caught up in watching him in her space. Only the day before he had been wearing his glasses as he sat on the couch, feet bare and propped up on a chair and he had swooshed his hair back off his face. Kat had become lost in the easy 'forever' of it, like she could see him doing that when he was 50 or 60 in a home of their own and the thought had given her butterflies. When Yoongi had looked up and met her eyes, he knew she was thinking something big, blushing at being caught as she looked away but he didn't ask what it was she'd been contemplating, just reaching out to take her hand and pull her down next to him, hugging her into his side as he kept on reading. She had been so content that her heart felt the fullest it had in a long time, resting her hand on his chest and closing her eyes as they just soaked in the silence and each other's company, no words needed.

And now, all four of them were settled in the lounge, relaxing in the knowledge that they had a few days off with Christmas the next day.
"So, what are these traditions you guys talked about," Yoongi asked as the four of them sat in the lounge together, the three females looking at each other, Kat sheepish as her face scrunched up.
"You might think it's lame," Ellie said, looking at him, cringing a little. "I mean, it's not exactly like appearing on stage at an awards show or anything. It's pretty chill."
"Which is what makes it even better. I'm not sure you know this yet, but I am an introvert after all. Try me."
"It's pretty Western really. We usually do some baking together on Christmas Eve while we listen to Christmas music and then watch a dreadful B-rated Christmas movie while we eat it," Kat explained and his eyes lit up.
"Do we dress up? Because I've been known to rock a pair of antlers."
The women all looked horrified at the suggestion. "That's taking it too far Yoongi-ssi," Jess said and he laughed.
"Well, I love Christmas food and I love cooking so sign me up," he said, getting to his feet and staring down at the bewildered-looking women. They weren't expecting that level of enthusiasm but he was grinning. "What? I don't ever get to do things like this, let me live my 'normality' for a little longer."

"We're not really that normal Yoongi-ssi," Jess said, standing to join him, "but come with me. We're on cookies and Mum and Ellie can find a movie for once they're in the oven and a Christmas playlist in the meantime."

Yoongi looked a little shell-shocked at the fact it would be just the two of them doing the cookies but followed along behind her after leaning down to press a kiss to Kat's cheek as he left the room. The last few days of the four of them moving comfortably around the apartment, and being caught more than once with his arms around their mother or his lips pressed to her forehead had left him at ease with small moments of PDA that he never thought he could be happy doing in front of others and especially her girls.