Jin held the bowl in his hand, hesitating in front of the door.

He really didn't want to intrude on Yoongi, but he did want the older male to eat.

He knocked slowly.

“Come in.” Jin opened the door and stepped in. “Did you need something, Seokjin?”

“No...I just brought you some dinner. The others said you wouldn't eat otherwise, and I can't have that.”

“Thanks, just put it on the desk.”

“Okay.” Jin placed the bowl on the desk obediently. “Make sure to eat it.” He said before walking out.

He walked back to the kitchen.

And there was no stew left for him.

“Yah!” He yelled. “I ​specifically ​told you to leave me some!”  

“We didn't think you would come back!” Jimin said defensively.

“What do you mean ​you thought I wouldn't come back!?”

“Well…” Jimin shrugged, smiling guiltily. “Honestly, we thought you'd go in, Yoongi would refuse and then eat ​you ​for dinner instead.”

“Y-yah!” Jin said, a blush forming on his cheeks.

“Why would Appa eat Eomma for dinner?” Yejun said, wrinkling his nose.

Taehyung choked on his food, not having heard it the first time, and turned, coughing.

“Pfft. Virgin.” Jungkook muttered. Taehyung turned and glared at him, a blush on his cheeks, much to match his brother's.

“I'm sixteen, is there a problem with being a virgin?” He hissed.

“Taehyung! Stop talking, you have a child right next to you!”

“What's a virgin?” Yejun asked.

“...” There was silence.

“That's okay! I'll go ask Appa!” The boy got up and ran out the room.

Jin was the first to realize. “Yejun!” He ran after the boy in a panic, everybody following him.

“Appa!” Yejun threw the office door open. “Appa! What's a virgin? And why are you going to eat Eomma for dinner?” Yoongi froze at his computer, his eyes darting to his son.

His eyes then found their way to the men in the doorway. He stood slowly, watching panic grace their features.

“I am so sorry, Mr. Min!” Jin said. “Just so you know...It was Jimin and Jungkook!”

“H-hey!”  

“It was! I'm not teaching your son such things, I swear!”

“I believe you.” Yoongi said calmly. “Why don't you take Yejun to his room and try to explain such things ​to him. Jimin. Jungkook.”

“H-hyung…”

Jin quickly swept Yejun out of the office.  

The others all fled while they had the chance. Well, everyone except for Jimin and Jungkook.

-  

The next morning, Jin sent Yejun off to school and then headed to his class.

He stepped inside the classroom and found himself rather early.

He sat in his usual seat, taking out what he'd need when someone suddenly entered the room.

He wouldn't have paid much mind to them, except they slammed the door open with such force that Jin jumped in his seat from surprise.

A guy stood there, eyes sweeping across the room.

“Uh...hi?” Jin said, waving awkwardly.

“You Kim Seokjin?”

“...” Seokjin didn't know whether it’d be a good thing to say yes or no.

“Min Yoongi sent me.”

“Then I guess I am Kim Seokjin. Why did Mr. Min send you?”

“I'm your bodyguard.”

“...My what?”

“Mr. Min has a lot of enemies, and you might need some protection occasionally. I'll be taking the same classes you are and keeping an eye on you.”

“O...Kay?” Jin was still lost.

“The name is Im Jaebum.”

“H-hi?” Jin turned back to his school things, trying to escape the awkward encounter. Jaebum sat right beside him, staring at his materials.

“So what classes are you taking?”

“You don't know?” Jin looked at Jaebum. “You signed up for them.”

“Doesn't mean I was interested.”

“Early childhood education.”

“Really?” Jaebum groaned, throwing his head thrown back. “It couldn't have been something more interesting—never mind, this class will probably be filled with chicks.”

Jin rolled his eyes and turned back to his book. “You have fun with that.” He muttered.

“I will, don't worry.”

“Just don't bother me too much.”

“Yes, sir.” Jin sat in silence for awhile, reading through his textbook. “Hey, what's up with you and Min Yoongi?”

“Nothing. He's my employer, I am his son's caretaker.”

“So you aren't sleeping with him.”

“Of course not! Why does everybody seem to think that I am?” Jin said, groaning.

“Because you're obviously a bottom and Mr. Min is hot.”  

Jin grumbled a curse under his breath and ignored Jaebum.

People started coming in and giving Jaebum glances. He winked at a few girls who turned their head and rolled their eyes.

“Wow, tough crowd.” Jaebum muttered.

“We aren't in high school. This isn't some high school drama where the new guy comes and girls all swarm him. Grow up.”

“Jeez, you could be nicer about it.”

“You're hot, we get it, grow up.” Jin shot back. Jaebum sighed and for the rest of class sat in silence, much to Jin's relief.