JIMIN POV:

Jin hyung sends me off to wake everyone else up, whilst he's busy bustling about the kitchen trying to make a meal that will be easy on (Y/N)'s stomach- he keeps muttering adorably to himself as he works, frowning as he eyes each ingredient with a precious pout gracing his plump lips.

"Hyung stop stressing. She'll like whatever you make." I murmur pulling his head down to kiss along his cheeks, his nose and then the pout on his lips- quick chaste kisses that ease away the frown.

He looks down at me, eyes shining with warmth and warmth, lips curling instead into a wide smile, lips parting.

"What did we do to deserve you Jimin-ah? What did I do to deserve you?" he breathes, hand coming to cup my jaw, the other hand tracing over the shape of my lips, I turn my head to kiss the pad of his thumb that stops on the corner of my mouth.

"I'm the lucky one hyung. We are to have such a caring soulmate." I breathe before smiling at him, reluctantly leaving the warm cocoon of his arms to go wake the others up.

He turned around with a smile on his face, movement slow, he hadn't fully turned back to the stove until I left the kitchen.

I hurried back upstairs to wake up Joon hyung and Hobi hyung, the two were fiercely entangled in each other, limbs so intertwined, there was no space in between them. Joon hyung's head was nestled in Hobi hyung's chest, their shirts had ridden up and the sheets had been rucked up about them. I silently walked forward, smiling down at the two of them.

Hobi hyung was extremely ticklish so as the first few moments of me running my fingers up and down his back and across his side, he started squirming, moving against Joonie hyung whose face began scrunching up with the disturbance, face pressing even more tightly against Hobi hyung's chest.

"Stopppp..." Hobi hyung whines, rolling over to avoid the ticklish sensation and ends up lying flat against Joonie hyung's chest- the two shifted so now he's lying on top of hyung.

"Hyungs...wake up, Jinnie hyung made breakfast." I call, watching as their eyes crack open with interest. Jin hyung's cooking can get anyone out of bed...anyone.

The two grumble but it's clear from their eager movements that they can't wait to eat...they begin climbing out of bed, pressing a kiss onto either of my cheek before heading off to the bathroom.

Next, I open up my room door, where Tae and Kookie had spent the night. I had been sandwiched between the two- surprisingly Kookie had been in the mood to be the big spoon, and who I was to oblige our baby who wanted to cradle me with his body that was carded with muscles and yet still so soft and perfect for cuddling in? And Tae on the other hand had wanted to be the little spoon, had so easily and insistently curled up into my arms, made himself small as he curled up, a pillow clutched in between his hands.

At some point when I'd slipped out earlier on-albeit with a little difficulty, but eager when Jin hyung had popped his head in and found me awake, the two had gravitated close to each other and now Kookie is spooning Tae, the two of them still in the depths of sleep.

"Come on my babies, time to get up." I coo, leaning over to press kisses across the bare skin of their face and down their neck, smiling against Kookie's neck when he shivers, nestling close to Tae. I kiss along Kookie's neck.

(Except in bed!)

"Come on Kookie, hyung is hungry...come on baby, wake up."

The two blink their eyes open, Tae's face scrunches up but he melts into Kookie's hold, twisting so he can face us properly.

"Hurry down." I smile at them before leaving to wake up the last two.

I stop at Yoongi hyung's room first but when I crack open the door, I am surprised and softened simultaneously at the sight of Yoongi hyung's hugging (Y/N)'s sleeping figure closer. When I edge closer, I see that she's sandwiched between the wall and hyung, almost shielded and protected by hyung. He's holding her close, head tucked into the crook of her neck.

But as I watch I see (Y/N)'s face begin to twist in discomfort as she sleeps. She lets out a pained groan, body curling over herself.

Yoongi hyung's eyes blink open, quickly becoming alert. He immediately lets out a soft humming sound, one that I visibly see helps (Y/N) as her body loosens. I hurry out to grab a heating pad and return to bring it to rest against her stomach.

Her eyes flutter open.

"Rest and come down in a bit." I whisper to her, materialising a blanket to scoop the two of them into, allowing the soft thick material to brush up against them and tuck them in securely. The two of them respond to the warmth, letting out small sighs.

I turn to leave the room. They can wake up later. I don't have the heart to wake the two up.

Let them rest a little while longer, seeing them content and comforted by each other was enough. More than enough.

(Y/N) POV:

It's a while later when Yoongi oppa gently wakes me up, he's propped up on his arm as he looks down at me.

"You shouldn't miss breakfast before lessons you know. Let's get up." He says, and I know for a fact he doesn't have lessons until late afternoon.

I nod and we both get out of bed, separating at the bathrooms to go shower.

But it's only when I've stripped off and let the cascade of the shower wash over me that I realise I didn't grab any clothes. I can't do anything about it except rush into my room whilst oppa showers. Hopefully, everyone is already dressed and having breakfast and there shouldn't be any run-ins.

After I've showered, I wrap a towel around my body and slip open the door- eyes cautiously scanning the hallway but there's no-one there so I make a quick dash for it.

But then a low voice drawls out, each word grazing my heated skin like a silky caress and sending goose bumps and shivers to dance across my skin.

"Going somewhere (Y/N)?" and I twist around to see Yoongi oppa stepping out of his own room fully dressed, towel in hand and eyes twinkling as they meet mine.

I shiver under the intensity in his eyes, even as they remain focused on my face.

I can feel the droplets from my wet hair run onto my skin, down my neck and onto the skin above the towel.

He steps forward, slow purposeful strides which somehow quickly make their way towards me until we're standing with barely any distance between us.

The towel he's holding gently comes to dab at the water that sits on my exposed skin, and despite the soft fabric of the towel being what touches my skin, it feels scorching- as though his touch somehow burns through and leaves a heated trail across my shoulders and neck and the skin above my cleavage. His touch is chaste though. And then he gently takes my hair and begins to dry it.

"Go dress. And make sure you dry your hair; you'll get a cold if you go out with damp hair." His voice is husky and low. Eyes penetrating my own. The look he's giving me makes me want to melt into him and makes butterflies flutter violently in my stomach.

I can't help but close the minute distance, close it by pressing my lips against his in what starts as a chaste kiss but quickly becomes deeper and heated, his mouth dominating mine as he groans lowly into my mouth, tongue that quickly snakes in and moves with deep, slow strokes, his hands coming to bunch the towel and fist it between his hands which press me closer to him and rest at the space where the towel begins. His fingers stroke at the skin of my back as he kisses me, our bodies pressed tightly together as he licks into my mouth, sweeping and exploring it with a fiery intensity that makes me gasp into his mouth- the sound swallowed by him.

His mouth parts from mine, harsh breathing before one hand comes to the front to tilt my jaw to the side for him, he places lingering kisses along my jaw before moving down my neck, tongue coming out to lick the small droplets of water that lie on my skin, the heat of his mouth replacing the slight chill of the water. He kisses his way down but stops a safe distance away from the skin that peeks out from the top of the towel but I arch my back, pushing myself closer to him, to his mouth.

He groans lowly against my skin, the reverberations sending a hot flush across my body, but it is chaste, soft kisses he peppers across the skin there, still maintaining some distance.

"Not yet...not in the hallway. We want to...I want to cherish you." he mumbles as he raises his head.

My heart swells with love at the tenderness in his voice, the softness in it.

He gently retrieves his arms from around me.

"Go change love." He whispers, even as his eyes swim and flood with the desire I know both of us feel and is mirrored undoubtedly in my own.

It's with great difficulty that I step into my room, cheeks flushed as both elation and sudden nerves bubble up inside me.

I don't want to rush things, even if my body, heart, and soul crave them. Their closeness. But first, I want to make sure there are no hindrances in my life. So we can move on further together.

TAE POV:

(Y/N) and Yoongi hyung emerge in the living room, a while later, both of their cheeks are flushed, hyung's arm is wrapped around her shoulders, tucking her against him securely. He sits her down on the couch and hurries off to the kitchen without a word.

Honestly...I've never seen hyung move so quickly.

He comes back bearing a tray laden with food from breakfast, Jin hyung had set aside two full plates, and comes to sit next to her, bustling about as he sets one plate in front of her, silently sliding a fork into her hand. Hyung doesn't often show his caring side so openly- he tends do it in silent gestures.

Breakfast waiting for us if he leaves early or is the first one up, looking nonchalantly at us from his phone, draping blankets over us if he thinks we're asleep or could be cold, heat packs waiting in our coat pockets during winter, pretending to moan and groan when we plop ourselves down onto his laps for cuddles but can't miss the way his hands snake out to steady us or wrap around us.

Even now, he's pretending to focus on his own plate but I can see his eyes which keep glancing to the side, the way they slide away hastily when they catch with hers, cheeks dusted a soft pink, the way he hands her a mug when he sees her eyes rove for a drink. Hyung really cares...a lot. He's just shy from the attention it brings.

"(Y/N)-ah, are you sure you'll be fine to go to lessons?" I ask from hyung's other side, leaning forward to look at her, eyes examining her body for any inkling of pain.

She smiles warmly at me.

"Of course Tae! Can't miss psychology with one of my favourite study buddy!" she eagerly adds, her words making a grin spread across my face.

"Did you hear that? I'm her favourite!" I boast, looking at Jin hyung and Joon hyung with a smug look on my face, the others look put-out but they are not the ones who have lessons with her, I do.

"(Y/N)! I thought you loved chatting with me! We had such an amazing debate the other day!" Joon hyung protests, dimples disappearing as he frowns sadly.

It normally tugs at my heartstrings but I know from the twitch of his lips he doesn't mean it, there's no heat.

Jin hyung on the other hand looks downright offended.

"After all those cooking lessons with me, this is how you repay me?" he loudly protests.

(Y/N)'s mouth is agape; jaw slack and I see her eyes widen with surprise and nervousness. She doesn't know how to respond to that.

I help her out, being her favourite study buddy and all.

"Hyung...you have to share (Y/N) with Jaebum hyung and Jaehyun...I have her all to myself in lessons. Of course I'll be the preferred one!" I explain, I had tried to be placating but the giddiness inside me wells up and bursts through my voice.

Oh well hyung. You can't be good at everything.

"Oppa...I do love cooking with you! I was talking about studying." (Y/N) hastily explains, getting to her feet to pick up the tray and load it with the empty dishes.

She scuttles off to the kitchen and comes back out.

"Oh is that the time? Got to go! Eunwoo said he'd show me his project before handing it in!" she exclaims, feet carrying her quickly to pick her bag up from where it sits in the corner.

"Sorry oppa. Love you!" she quickly says, pecking Jin hyung on the cheek and darting out, yelling a goodbye over her shoulder, cheeks aflame.

When the door slams behind her, there's only silence that remains.

And then the room explodes.

And above it all rises Jin hyung's shocked but overjoyed voice.

"She loves me." And I can hear the beam in his smile from across the room.

And even though I'm not the one that got that first, it makes me elated all the same. Love. It means our bond is deepening day by day.

(THERE YOU GO! OUR FIRST OFFICIAL HINT OF SOMETHING STEAMY- FOR ALL OF YOU THAT ASKED, IT'S NOT ENOUGH...BUT MAKE DO WITH IT LOVELIES! AND....DRUMROLL! SHE SAID SHE LOVES JINNIE! IT'S NOT THE OFFICIAL MAGICAL MOMENT OF DECLARING LOVE...THAT IS TO COME! BUT...SHE SAID IT ALL THE SAME AND HONESTLY, I WAS GOING TO TAKE IT OUT AND JUST TORMENT YOU BUT I FELT IT FLOWED! IT'S SOMETHING THAT NATURALLY CAME OUT FROM HER! LET ME KNOW HOW YOU FOUND IT LOVELIES! AND I AM SO, SO SORRY IF I SOMEHOW MISS YOUR COMMENTS IN THE NOTIFICATIONS AND DON'T GET TO REPLY! BUT KNOW THAT I TRY AND REPLY TO EACH AND EVERY ONE! STAY SAFE!)

We have been given many gifts in life, the gift of our senses- with which experiencing life becomes more vivid and more beautiful, the gift of love- with which we should live with our hearts full and bursting, and most of all...the gift of humanity- with which we should help even a tiny seed of joy take root and grow. We all have gifts, let's use them to their fullest.

Borahae! 💜💜💜

PurpleQueenie <3