powerboys | You'll find it, the galaxy inside you

AHHHHHHHHHH

SO LATE

"I got one, Joon!" Jackson yelled to his partner as he held the kid by one arm, almost lifting him off the ground without even meaning to. So light! They had been told it was two punk kids, but he somehow hadn't expected kids quite that young. How young was this kid, nine? Younger? Clearly from the streets too, going by the state of his hair and clothes.

And a scrappy little guy, valiantly struggling in his grip and calling out to his partner in crime. "Run!"

Yoongi threw the meds to Hobi, who caught them and took off running toward the other end of the alley, ready to run all the way. He was sure Yoongi could get out of this, but Jimin needed the meds now.

"Hey, Joonie." Jin came from the nurse's lounge with two cups of coffee that he handed to the two cops in their chairs, nodding at Jackson. "Hey."

Jackson blinked, rubbing his eyes as he forced himself to sit up properly and take the cup. Mhmm, coffee. He looked at Jin and frowned, shaking his head. "How long's your shift been?"

"Twenty hours now." Jin was confused by the question and Jackson just gestured at him, looking perfect.

"Is that one of the aliens you know, Namjoon?" Just asking. "How does he look like this after twenty hours? His hair is perfect."

Jin smiled graciously, then turned a little more seriously as he looked at Namjoon. "We need the boy's fever to break. If it does, he can make it." So far, it wasn't looking good. "The others are... Well, there's signs of neglect of course. They're basically in starvation mode. The older ones have a lot of bruises. Tae has older injuries... But they seem fine. They are asleep now, apart from the one they call Suga, he's refusing to leave the door by the sick boy's room."

Min Teddy was sick too, he had been sick since Jimin was sick. They always felt everything together. He was also in the hospital cause he was sick! Did he get better too? He looked better. Jimin was holding Min Teddy with a small frown while Yoongi napped in the chair, afraid to wake his hyung. He was still sick, still a bit out of sorts so when Jin came in, he got a little confused. He was so handsome, so big and strong, he had a nice smile and must have been the doctor who fixed his bear.

And fixed him too. Made him less sweaty and sick. He was what an appa should be, not like his last appa. He'd been so mean, he wanted a proper appa.

Holding his arms out, he looked up at Jin. "Appa. You fixed Min Teddy."

"Hey, you kids doing well? How you doing there, Jiminie? Feeling better?"

Jimin nodded eager, he was cuddling Jungkook in his lap and they were reading. Though Jimin was not great at reading so mostly he was commenting on the pictures and ignoring how sleepy he felt. He was sick but he wanted to play with his brothers. "I'm good. Hobi got me a soda!"

From the vending machine and everything, still cold. It tasted the best.

"What a good hyung." Namjoon smiled as he came in properly, shutting the door behind him and grabbing a chair. "So, we all need to have a little talk about where you're going to be staying going forward. Given you can't go back on the streets. It's bad."

"Joonie, can you set the table?" Jin was focused on the various pots he had on the stove. A lot of children meant they needed a lot of food, especially since all of them had a lot of catching up to do where eating was concerned. So even for breakfast, it was rice and various side dishes. Today he was working on tofu stew, rice porridge with eggs and cauliflower cooked with fermented soy beans, so it was already smelling nice, but it also needed his attention and he still had to fry up the eggs.

"I swear, at least one of them was up late again. I saw light and then they switched it off."

Namjoon had bought a lot today. So much that Yoongi had to sit in the front with him cause the backseat had all kinds of crap on it. Books, toys, kids bedding and teddy bears. He pushed the boat out, like he promised he would, and the boys had been so helpful telling him what they did and didn't like.

Now it was their turn to get stuff. "Okay, I got a spending limit of one hundred and fifty each for both of you. I'm trying to hold it back but -- uh, I'm real bad at that."

As they learned when Namjoon spend a good ten minutes trying to put some stuff back so he didn't go over his limit... and then ended up with more. He found a load of alien toys! He had to get them. "We're pulling up to the shopping mall so we'll get clothes and shoes, anything left over we can just get fun stuff, yeah? Whatever you want."

"Stop looking for your bae and focus up." Yoongi was looking through his notes and Hobi's pacing was really not helping his concentration. He felt good about tonight. He had new material - good material - he had been writing and practising a lot, given he actually had a keyboard. Jimin might have a hatred toward the keyboard by now, but Jungkook loved listening to him, content to sit with him for hours sometimes.

Hobi apparently couldn't even stand still for a minute. Yoongi rolled his eyes. "He'll find us after we've been on stage!"

"What if I want him to find us now, huh? I miss him!"

last night was crazy, you're not gonna believe what happened

"Hello. You must be Ten." Jin smiled at the boy who didn't know who was seated at his kitchen table, stretching a little. It had been a long shift, but that wasn't anything new. He mostly didn't mind, but he really wanted some comfort now. "I'm Jin-hyung. Do you like hot chocolate?"

That said he already headed for the fridge, hoping that there would be enough milk left.

Yoongi looked up when Namjoon came into the office, lifting a hand and waving. He was waiting quietly, a black eye slowly developing and his uniform dirty and torn quite a bit. He didn't exactly like getting into fights, but sometimes it was inevitable. At least that was what he felt. Still, he hadn't meant for Namjoon to have to come here.

All the kids at this school sucked. They told on people, they lied, they could dish out but not take.

"I need to talk to Kim Namjoon!" Yoongi didn't want to go to the police station, but he wasn't sure what else to do. He looked like some kid that had just walked in off the street, with obvious signs of a fight on his clothes and his face and just generally not really like someone in the position to demand specific officers. "Please! He's my hyung."

Luckily for him, Jackson was eating a yoghurt and looking his way idly, reaching out to tap Namjoon on the shoulder. "Isn't that one of yours?"

"Hyung!" Tae tugged on Namjoon's pants leg insistently, looking as sad as he possibly could while he waited for him to pay attention. "You have to help!"

He had problems too, not just the big ones. "My boy! He dug." Wait. "Boyfriend. I have a boyfriend and he dug too! Like Ten did! Dug so deep."

It was quite tragic. "What do I do? Do you have to hold me?"

This morning wasn't like most mornings when he was awkward or picky with his clothes or being just plain sleepy. This morning, Jungkook decided that Yoongi was the moon and stars, all he wanted and he was especially clingy. For the first time, Yoongi was lying in and that meant he wasn't busy.

From the moment Yoongi had woken up, Jungkook had just been quiet, content and clinging to Yoongi like a needy koala.

At least he ate breakfast nicely today?

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