"We'll nap and make Hobi do all our cooking for us cause we can be soooo lazy." Namjoon agreed. Everything tomorrow was no. They were gonna have a pyjama party and never move. Yawning, he turned his head and frowned at Jin. "Do I need one?" The guy had said yes and gave Namjoon one but he ditched it in the hall, seemed awkward to use one and carry Tae but now Jin was asking and he was too tired to fight any more.
"I thought a crutch was just a suggestion..." Whoops. He shrugged. "Whatever, do as you please."
A rare thing he said to Jin but both boys were tired and slumped, ready for bed.
"Come on, TaeTae, let's get your brother a crutch." Jin took Tae from Namjoon, who did readily wrap his arms around him and when he made his way down the hallway, a nurse was already there to hand him the crutch Namjoon had so conveniently forgotten. He rolled his eyes and headed back, letting Tae hold the crutch, which entertained the little guy.
Then he handed the crutch to Namjoon and finally they could use the elevator. "I will bring you two food tomorrow, I'm making a lot anyway. So don't you worry about a thing."
And Hobi wouldn't do any cooking either, cause no one wanted that. Least of all Hobi. "Now you tell your boyfriend what shape you are in, thank him for making you go and then you both just go straight to bed."
"Okay, appa." Namjoon teased. It had always been the way. Hobi was his fake mom and Jin played the role of dad. He never fondly called his father anything but the formal title, it was nice to have someone to joke around with like that, even if he was only a few years older. He used the crutch to steady himself and smiled at Jin, soft and tired.
"Thank you for everything, hyung. You're too good to me." Every time. He didn't know how he got by without him. "I'll tell Yoongi you adore him."
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"I thought a crutch was just a suggestion..." Whoops. He shrugged. "Whatever, do as you please."
A rare thing he said to Jin but both boys were tired and slumped, ready for bed.
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Then he handed the crutch to Namjoon and finally they could use the elevator. "I will bring you two food tomorrow, I'm making a lot anyway. So don't you worry about a thing."
And Hobi wouldn't do any cooking either, cause no one wanted that. Least of all Hobi. "Now you tell your boyfriend what shape you are in, thank him for making you go and then you both just go straight to bed."
He had to be strict with these two.
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"Thank you for everything, hyung. You're too good to me." Every time. He didn't know how he got by without him. "I'll tell Yoongi you adore him."