"Hey, what'd you do to him?" Taehyung quickly asks as Jin and I arrive in the living room. Someone's eager...

"Nothing, I just talked to him." Jin says and smirks at me. I scoff and sit beside Hoseok.

"And maybe a light spank to the butt." Jin mumbles, clear enough for the others to hear.

"Ya! Don't hurt his ass more! Don't you remember he fell!?" Hoseok immediately wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him.

"It was light, didn't hurt much, right Jiminie?" Jin looks at me with a shrug of his shoulders.

"R-right." I mumble out. I think the only one I like right now is Hoseok... and well Namjoon. They're the only ones who aren't mad at me or have scared me.

"You okay?" I hear Hoseok whisper in my ear. I nod my head and he brings me to sit on his lap, my back against his stomach. I guess they like being affectionate?

"Um.. Jimin?" Taehyung asks from another couch.

"Yes?" I look up at him. He gives a small smile before talking.

"I was wondering if you could sing for us." He says bluntly. I feel my heart skip a beat and a noglastic feeling course through my stomach for a few seconds.

"S-sing? W-why?" I stutter out. Why am I stuttering? It's just a question!

"Well... we heard you singing in the kitchen earlier. We wanted to hear it again." He let's out a small laugh. I look at the others and they're looking at me hopefully.

"Come on Jiminie, just a little bit?" Hoseok asks from behind me, putting his chin on my shoulder.

"Um... just- just look at t-the music video online." I tell them. They look confused for a few seconds before I grab my phone out from my pocket and open YouTube. I type something in and click on the music video with my face on it.

https://youtu.be/BEMaH9Sm3lQ

The boys gather around my phone and watch the 2 minute video. They're all earily quiet and it makes me uncomfortable. They watch as I sing and pose. I remember sitting with Taemin's cat for a while during a break. I didn't know he was shooting me till he added it in the video. To be honest I was a little shocked but I liked that shot of me.
The song soon ends and they all look at me once it stops. I start to feel very small and insecure. But then they start talking all at once.

"You were blond?"

"Wow you look so good!"

"Is there a meaning for that cactus or..."

"Holy shit."

"You're flawless!"

"Your voice is so angelic!"

"Where did you get the cat?"

"How do you get the backgrounds!?"

"Those stars were so pretty!"

"Okay guys one at a time!" I quickly say, holding my arms out for them to stop. They quickly shut their mouths and I sigh in relief.

"When did you make this?" Jin asks.

"Um.. when I first turned 16, so almost a year ago." I shrug. He lowly whistles and nods his head.

"How did you get the back drops and everything?" Namjoon asks.

"We didn't have any green screens so we had to hang green bed sheets everywhere. It was pretty funny when Taemin kept having to pin them back up." I let out a small laugh from the memory.

"You look so good blond." Jungkook stares at my now pink hair.

"Thanks.. I guess." I shrug.

"Where did you learn to sing like that?" Taehyung asks.

"Um.. I've just always known how to sing. I sang a lot when I was little and my parents would love it." I shrug.

"You look so... soft and squishy." Yoongi still stares at my phone with my face on it. I click it off and put it back in my pocket, making him pout.

"I'm not soft and squishy." I mumble.

"But you are! You're our little mochi!" Hoseok chuckles and squeezes me into a back hug.

"Hoseok! Can't. ... breath!" I push out. Namjoon quickly grabs me and carries me bridal style.

"Hey!" Hoseok pouts. I let out a small giggle and quickly cover my mouth. The others look at me and I start to blush.

"Do that again!" Jin exclaims.

"Well I can't do it on command." I say in a duh tone. Namjoon looks down and me and I quickly widen my eyes as he smirks.

"No." I state but it's too late as he's already placed me back on the couch where he starts tickling me.

"No no stop!" I try to say without laughing. I fail miserably as he hits my most ticklish spot on my side.

"Okay Joonie that's enough now." Jin chuckles. Namjoon stops tickling me as they all watch me breathing heavily on my couch.

"Aish this boy." I hear Hoseok mumble.

"Boys, I'm going out for a business meeting. Don't expect me home until late." Minho comes into the living room while tying his tie.

"Okay sir." They say together.

"Bye Minho! Hope it goes well!" I say as I sit up from the couch. Minho looks at me with a soft smile.

"Thanks you Jimin, goodbye boys." He says as he walks away. The others look at me with a weird look on their faces.

"What?" I ask, my head falling to the side.

"It's just that you call our dad by his first name. Even we can't call him dad." Jungkook shrugs with a sad expression on his face.

"Oh... he told me to call him Minho when we met." Is all I can think of saying.

"Hm... you must be special then. No one calls him by his first name. It's either Mr.Lee or sir most to the time." Jin says, crossing his arms. I'm special to Minho??

"Hm.." I hum and look at the ground. Why would I be special? Is it because my parents were friends with him? Probably.

"Anyways... Jin, can you make supper tonight?" Hoseok pleads.

"Agh why? We have a butler to do that." Jin whines. Wow... he can go from dom to sub in a second.

"Because your cooking is better and you haven't cooked in a while." Jungkook groans.

"I cooked lunch 2 days ago!" Jin exclaims.

"Yeah, 2 days ago. A while." Namjoon chuckles. Jin glares at Namjoon and I swear I see a little wink come from Namjoon.

"I have a question and it's going to sound super weird." I quickly blurt out. They snap their heads towards me and wait.

"Are you all related?" I ask probably the stupidest question ever. They soon start laughing after registering the question.

"Okay fine don't answer." I roll my eyes. Hoseok quickly pulls me closer against him and breathes into my neck, sending a chill down my spine.

"Don't be like that Jiminie." He growls. Woah, red light, pause, stop, N to the O.

"It's not a weird question Jimin, well... I guess it is a little but that's okay. Uh- no, we're not related. Mr.Lee adopted us all when we were young. We grew up together in the adoption center and it was either Mr.Lee gets all of us or none of us. He originally wanted Jin, but Jin wouldn't move without us. So Mr.Lee took us all in." Namjoon explains. Wow... that's nice of him.

"How old were you all when he took you in?"

"Well.. Kookie and Tae were 5, Hoseok was 6, I was 8, Yoongi was 9 and Jin was 10." Namjoon explains again.

"Wow, you guys were so young. Do you know what happened to your parents?" I ask a risky question.

"No, we don't really remember our parents. We were dropped off at different times, still pretty young and we didn't have any information about our parents. We don't mind not knowing. Mr.Lee doesn't even know about our parents. He's really the only father figure we've had. Other than Jin of course." Taehyung then explains. That's so sad... they don't have their parents either.. well I guess they have Mr.Lee but it's still sad.

"Oh.." Is all I can manage to say.

"But don't worry, it's perfectly fine. We're happy with Mr.Lee and the others who live and work here." Taehyung adds in.

"And with you here now, it'll be even better." Jungkook exclaims happily. They all smile at me and I give a small smile back.

"Okay, I feel like this is getting really sad. Can we do something?" Yoongi yawns. Everyone laughs and nods their heads, putting on a movie.

"Mhm wait!" I say quickly. I squirm a little on Hoseok until he let's me go. I quickly run upstairs and grab my baby blue Polaroid camera I got when I was 13 and run back downstairs.

"Get together." I say as I turn on my camera. They slowly walk together confused.

"Pose, do a silly face or something." I say happily. They all smile or stick their tongues out. I look through the little camera hole and find them. I make sure it's focused and snap the photo, the flash going off. They get out from their pose and walk over to me. I take the still white photo and wave it around a bit. A few minutes later the photo is fully developed and shown. I pass around the small photo so they can each look at it.

"Why'd you take a photo?" Yoongi asks as it's his turn to take the photo.

"Because you're my family now. I know we just met but I'm going to be here a while. And I don't think there are any photo albums of you guys so why not make one now?" I shrug and smile. They all look at me and smile. They quickly pull me into a group hug and I let out a small giggle. They release and I run back upstairs to put the photo on my dresser for now. Once I come back downstairs Hoseok quickly pulls me back on him and he lays down with me. He ends up spooning me, an arm around my waist as we watch yet another Disney movie Jin put on. Hoseok starts playing with my hair and I mentally curse as I fall asleep soon after that.

3rd Person POV

As Jimin slowly falls to sleep, the others turn their attention from the movie to him. They watch as he peacefully sleeps once more on the couch. They don't get up to observe this time though. They silent observe from afar, enjoying his visuals.

"I can't believe he's living with us." Jungkook sighs as he stares at Jimin wrapped in Hoseok's arms.

"Yeah... he's so peaceful when he sleeps." Namjoon smiles.

"We need to protect him, once we get to school." Taehyung says, looking at his hyungs.

"I agree, we can't let anything happen to him." Jin nods his head.

"But, we can't just keep him with us at all times. He needs a little freedom." Hoseok whispers, making sure not to wake up the sleeping boy in his arms.

"Yeah, he's not our slave." Taehyung adds in.

"Wish he was." Yoongi mumbles. Everyone quickly thinks of Jimin being their slave, what things he could do for them. What he would look like underneath them. They all shake their heads.

"No Yoongi, he's not our slave. He's a boy who just lost his parents. He's probably still scared and getting over it." Namjoon growls at Yoongi.

"Whatever." Yoongi huffs, looking back at Jimin. It's silent for a while, the boys going back to observing Jimin, thinking many interior thoughts about the young boy.

"We should put him to bed." Jin suddenly speaks. The others nod their heads in agreement. Jin quickly gets up and takes the sleeping beauty from Hoseok's arms, and carries him with ease up the stairs. He worries about the boys weight but thinks nothing of it for now. He places the boy on his bed, wrapping him in his blankets. He moves his pink hair out of the flawless boy's face and smiles. Jin doesn't think of any dirty thoughts while looking at Jimin. He only thinks pure, wanting to baby him and keep him whole. Jimin will be his son, just like the others are. Jin will protect Jimin at all costs. He won't let anything happen to his precious prince.

Jin soon leaves the room after planting a soft kiss on Jimin's forehead and closing the door. He soon bumps into Mr.Bastion.

"Oh, Mr.Bastion, hello." Jin speaks with ease. Mr.Bastion bows a little and replies with a simple, "Good afternoon Master Jin, I'm just about to start supper."

"Oh, no need, I'll cook tonight. You can take a break." Jin say and smiles politely.
Mr.Bastion is surprised at the sudden words leaving from his Master Jin's mouth. He never gets a break at this hour.

"Are you sure sir? I'd be happy to help." Mr.Bastion insists.

"Yes I'm sure Mr.Bastion. Please, go take a break and let me cook." Jin speaks again.

"Thank you Master Jin." Mr.Bastion bows and walks away still stunned. Jin has never been that kind. Is Jimin rubbing off on him? Mr.Bastion let's out a small chuckle.

"I knew that boy would be a good addition here." Mr.Bastion whispers to himself.