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Mainly written by me
Requests can be made; there's nothing set in stone with this book. Because I am basic, the oneshots will either have idols or some characters I make up... mainly idols so please r...
Seokjin does not want to leave Jimin and Hoseok home alone but he couldn't call off work and Hoseok had assured him he wouldn't slip. Though Seokjin didn't believe him, he didn't have Namjoon or any of the others there to back him up so he had to let it go and put faith in the younger boy.
Boy does he wish he had stayed home.
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"Hobi, are you absolutely sure? Like, absolutely?" Seokjin questions, head in the door with his body outside of the house. Hoseok smiles at the elder, waving at the black-haired man.
"I'll be fine. We'll be fine. Now go before you're late and get in trouble."
"It's my business."
"And you can still get in trouble, so go," Hoseok states, making a shooing motion with his hands.
Seokjin groans before reluctantly pulling his head out of the doorway before closing the door.
Now that he's alone – Jimin's still sleeping – the pink-haired man heads to the kitchen to fix himself a bowl of cereal. He doesn't want to cook unsupervised and cleaning up cereal is a lot easier and quicker. So he pours himself a bowl of Lucky Charms before making his way to the living room to watch TV while eating. When Hoseok turns on the television, it's already on a cartoon channel so the man doesn't bother to change it.
Two episodes of Spongebob later, Hoseok hears the sounds of footsteps sliding across the floor towards him just before Jimin, clad in only an oversized baby blue sweater with a cute yellow crescent moon on the front of it and knee-high white socks with soft blue stripes, sits beside him.
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The younger is clearly still sleepy as he rests his head on Hoseok's shoulder and places a sweater paw on the elder's leg.
"Seokie?" The brunet calls quietly, voice soft which is a clear sign that the boy is feeling little but hasn't slipped yet.
Hoseok hums as he sets his now empty bowl on the table in front of him, careful not let Jimin's head fall from his shoulder.
"It's fine, Minnie. You can be as small as you want." Hoseok assures the brunet, but Jimin shakes his head before sleepily clambering into the elder's lap.
