Over three days, everything seemed to fall back into place quite happily. Yoongi was working harder than ever at the store, customers were well and truly beginning to attend the store. Flowers were blossoming in the April air, and it calmed down a majority of the workers. Umji, who had recently been recruited as the newest member of the store, had a certain love for flowers that Yoongi had too. It was like they were blood siblings.

Yoongi was lingering behind the counter, serving a young girl who had named herself as Hani, when the bell above the door rang. He didn't have time to look up to see who entered, it was normally somebody he didn't know, so he kept writing down his order. Arms were wrapped around his waist and the smell of vanilla invaded his senses, and he snuggled back into his boyfriend and continued to write yet again.

"Who's your friend, Yoongi?" A male spoke, and Hoseok looked up to see who it was. He identified it as Mark Tuan, a boy who attended his school. The two did not know each other well, and Hoseok wouldn't be surprised if Mark didn't know his name.

"This is my boyfriend, Jung Hoseok. Babe, this is Maㅡ" Yoongi began, handing Hani her piece of paper with a smile.

"Mark Tuan, I know. You go to the art studio like I do." Hoseok smiled and rested his chin on Yoongi's shoulder, wrapping his hands around his boyfriend's hips. He could feel him shiver.

"Are you the kid that's dating Youngjae?" Mark asked, leaning against the counter close to Yoongi and pressing his elbows into the surface of the table.

"Was dating Youngjae." Hoseok hissed, trying his hardest to not tighten his grip around Yoongi's already skinny frame. Instead, he moved his hands from his hips to curl right around him, pressing his hands into his stomach area.

"They broke up after Hoseok realised he liked me, and that Youngjae was treating him badly," Yoongi explained, resting backwards into his boyfriend's grip and letting out a sigh of comfort. Mark nodded, but his face showed little to no emotion whatsoever. It made Hoseok suspicious.

"I see." Mark looked at his nails briefly then spun around, his face awfully close to Yoongi's. Hoseok instinctually pulled him back ever so slightly, much to Yoongi's relief. "I'll see you two around." His voice was practically air when he strode out of the store, letting the bell hibernate within the other noises of the store.

"What on earth was that about?" Yoongi muttered when he was sure nobody else would hear, spinning around to face Hoseok. When his boyfriend shrugged and smiled ever so gently, his stomach swooned and he leant upwards, kissing him so lightly that it hardly felt like they had touched.

"I have absolutely no idea. Isn't it getting late? Shouldn't the store be closing?" Hoseok pointed to the darkness consuming the outside world and Yoongi's eyes widened in realisation.

"Yeah, maybe it should be. I'll let these customers buy their stuff first." Yoongi dug roughly into his ripped jeans, yanking out a set of keys. He fiddled with them until he found the correct one, waving it under his partner's nose. "Go wait for me upstairs?"

"Of course." Hoseok took them then darted off without another world, making Yoongi laugh and then spin around to help and support the in awe customers.

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"It didn't take you long," Hoseok spoke in relief when Yoongi arrived in his house fifteen minutes later, sitting down next to the younger who was lying down comfortably on the couch. When Hoseok sat up and leant against him, he couldn't help a little smile.

"Was there a reason for you coming by?" Yoongi turned to look at Hoseok, wrapping an arm around the boy's waist.

"I had finished practice and wanted to come and visit you. Is that okay?" Hoseok leant his head on Yoongi's shoulder, looking up at him despite the pain it caused in his head.

"Course."

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When night fully rolled over and the pair were both half asleep, the moon was beginning to affect their mood. Curled up under Yoongi's bed covers, Hoseok's mouth was running wild. Half asleep Hoseok tended to ramble about his emotions, it was as if the little man that assessed his words that lived between his head and his mouth had fallen asleep. At this moment, Yoongi was crawling closer and closer to breaking down in tears.

"I struggled so much with picking between you and Youngjae. I was this close to marching straight back to the store when I bumped into Youngjae and he just happened to ask me out and I just happened to say yes," Hoseok babbled, two arms clinging around Yoongi's waist and holding him possessively, a dominant feeling washing over him as he spoke. "I spent the entire relationship wanting to come to you, I saw Youngjae talking and flirting with all of these guys and you treated me so much better, even when I ignored you at the beginning of the relationship!"

"That's not your fault," Yoongi muttered into the curve of Hoseok's neck, his arms bundled at his chest and palms pressed against Hoseok's chest. He felt like a teddy, being the younger's comfort.

"I know, but I still did a bad. Now I'm actually with you and I'm planning on treating you amazingly, I don't want you to go through what I went through with Youngjae and I most certainly don't want you to be as upset as I saw you when you were with Namjoon. It honestly broke my heart, I tried so hard to work up the courage to visit and then when I did I bought you that flower and I...wow..."

"What're you wowing at?"

"I think I'm in love with you, Min Yoongi." Hoseok stroked his free hand up and down on Yoongi's hip, the distance ranging from his thigh to his hip. At some points it curled around the back of his thigh, holding him in place even though he knew the boy wasn't going anywhere.

"I know that I'm in love with you too, Jung Hoseok."

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my exams are over and i have returned!