Hoseok stared at the pile of steaming pancakes in front of him, not feeling particularly hungry. The realisation of what he'd done the other day was starting to dawn on him, and it was destroying his appetite.

He had enjoyed what Yoongi had done to him; he had gotten pleasure from a robot. This was not right.

He looked across the table at where Yoongi sat and frowned. He bit into a small piece of the pancakes, trying to tell himself these pancakes didn't taste delicious. Which he was lying...

These pancakes were perfect, just like everything else Yoongi made.

He huffed, giving up on eating, and got up. He walked into the lounge room and put on the news.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, followed by Yoongi answering it.

"Oh, wow! You're a cutey, but not as cute as my Taehyung." An annoying voice said, making Hoseok sigh. "I'm glad I chose you."

"Hoseok is in the lounge room." Yoongi said, and Hoseok had the temptation to hide behind the couch.

"Hoseok~ your favourite hyung is here~" Hoseok sighed again, not bothering to get up.

"The door's the other way, Seokjin." He said, looking up at the male who appeared at the door, closely followed by his robot, Taehyung.

Taehyung was an older model, part of the 'V' series which supposedly had a 4D personality. He had a few minor faults, but Seokjin brushed them off as just part of his personality.

"Hey, no dropping honorifics. I'm your hyung, remember." Hoseok sighed and nodded, looking back at the television. "How do you like your present?"

"He's perfect." Hoseok said, making Seokjin smile. "And I wish you didn't buy him."

"Then why don't you refund him?" Seokjin asked, continuing to smile. This time, Hoseok looked up at Seokjin and smiled.

"No proof of purchase." He said, telling himself this was why he hadn't returned Yoongi. "You kept all the receipts."

"Are you sure that's the only reason?" Seokjin sat down next to Hoseok. Taehyung sat next to him, wrapping his arms around Seokjin and smiling up at the human. Normally, he wasn't this quiet, but Seokjin had told him outside that he was going to go have a serious adult talk with Hoseok and needed Taehyung to be on his best behaviour.

Yoongi walked into the room, looking at Taehyung and the way he was holding Seokjin and then at Hoseok.

"I'm also trying to find some flaw in him, but that's really just something to keep me entertained while he's around." Hoseok crossed his arms, leaning back on the couch as he watched Yoongi.

"Taehyung..." Seokjin looked down at the robot. "How about you go and show Yoongi the new trick you've learnt..."

"Okay~" Taehyung said cheerfully, jumping up and running over to Yoongi. Yoongi realised Seokjin wanted to talk to Hoseok in private and led Taehyung away, deciding he'd do his best to keep Taehyung entertained while the two humans spoke.

"She's not coming back." Seokjin said once he was sure Yoongi and Taehyung were out of earshot.

"I know." Seokjin sighed and looked at Hoseok, who was staring emotionlessly at the television.

"You've got to get over her, move on." He said, although he had a feeling this discussion would end like all the others. "Just accept that you're lonely."

"I'm not." Seokjin sighed. "And I don't need Yoongi, you can send him back whenever you want."

"I don't want to send him back, I want you to get over your damn ex. She left you, okay, she's not coming back. Just move on, like she did." Hoseok turned to look at Seokjin, still looking pretty emotionless.

"I am over her, I have moved on and I don't need a robot. Why can't you get that into your thick princess-y skull, I hate robots."

"They're not that bad-"

"I hate robots." Hoseok repeated, making Seokjin sigh again.

In the other room, Yoongi kept Taehyung occupied, watching as the other robot happily taught Yoongi a dance he'd spent ages perfecting.

Though you wouldn't be able to tell if you saw Taehyung dancing.

-

Hoseok lay on his bed, sighing as he stared at the ceiling.

Seokjin's visit had touched a nerve, bringing up memories of his ex-girlfriend. Hoseok has spent months suppressing all emotions he felt towards the woman who'd left him.

"Are you alright?" Yoongi asked as he lay down on the bed next to Hoseok.

Hoseok didn't answer, not wanting to confide in a robot, and continued to lay there. Yoongi wrapped his arms around Hoseok and began to play with his hair, watching for any minor twitches in Hoseok's expression.

Hoseok turned to face Yoongi, sighing again.

"What's wrong with me?" Yoongi frowned slightly. "Why do people always leave me?"

Hoseok didn't particularly want to talk to Yoongi about this, but at the moment, he had no one else.

"I... Don't know..." Yoongi said, pulling Hoseok into his arms. "But I do know it has nothing to do with you. There's nothing wrong with you."

"Then why does everyone leave? My dad, mum, and girlfriend all left me." Hoseok felt himself slowly unravelling in Yoongi's arms as he slowly let one of his walls down. Yoongi pulled away from Hoseok just enough so he could look at Hoseok.

"I don't know why they left, but I can promise you one thing." He kissed Hoseok's forehead. "I will never leave you. I will stay by your side until you get rid of me. I promise."