"Well, I respect that." She smiled. "Wouldn't it be fare that in return, you respect that Jaehyun is important to me too?"

Jungkook groaned, rolling to the side to look at his mother, who looked back at him with a soft gaze and a calm smile.

"Taehyung got beat up again. I just wanted some lamb skewers." He mumbled, throwing a hand over his eyes. "I didn't fail my math test and i wanted to make him feel happy and... proud. But.." Angry tears were slowly brimming at the corner of his eyes, but he did his best to keep them at bay.

His mother's gaze dropped, understanding this really wasn't the day for Jungkook. She placed a thin hand on his stomach, stroking his tummy over the fabric of his shirt to try to comfort him.

"I'm sure he was proud of you nonetheless, and so am i." She said, her voice as soft as she could manage. "Do you want a hug?"

Jungkook sniffled and nodded slowly, raising himself quickly and shamefully burying his teary eyes into her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her thinner frame.

"Sorry for crying like a baby." He choked out, having been keeping his breathing in a futile attempt to keep his tears behind his eyelashes.

Sangmin snorted softly, running her thin fingers through her son's hair gently.

"Don't apologies Jungkook, you can always cry." She whispered.

He nodded slowly, though deep inside, he still felt bad for not keeping his cool.

Not wanting to stay 'soft' for too long, he squeezed her one last time, enjoying her comforting parfum and body heat before breaking the hug and hastily wiping the few tears away.

"Sorry, mom." He whispered, looking up to seeing her rolling her eyes despite her small smile (it was her way of saying it was fine). She stroked his cheek, taking a  few seconds to admire how much her son had grown into a fine man. "So who is this Jaeyun dude?"

She grinned, making Jungkook smile as well before she stood up and extended out a hand for him.

"Why don't you find out for yourself."

***

Seokjin tiptoed into the guest bedroom where Taehyung had slept the night before, opening his spotify and turning the volume of his small speaker up.

It was a little before seven, when Taehyung's alarm was set. Seokjin usually woke up a little earlier from habit, and he thought it be a better idea to wake the younger with some music instead of the blaring sound of his alarm clock.

Choosing a tune, he placed the speaker on the nightstand, right next to Taehyung's ear.

The very first notes sounded loudly, the poor younger jolting in his sleep violently.

"Oh ouh oh oh oh oh oh!" Seokjin almost yelled as the intro of Baby of Justin Bieber thumped through the speaker, "Dun Dun!" (Of course he wouldn't miss the instrumental.) Taehyung slowly getting up from the bed with puffy eyes and a frown, taking in the sight of his new housemate, getting it to the music.

"I know you love me! I know you care!" He yelled in very poor english, singing into his phone as if it were a mic and dancing clumsily to the music, having the time of his life watching the annoyed expression on the younger's face.

Taehyung's mind was till fuzzy, slowly recovering from the initial shock. His ideas of murder progressively faded as he watched his hyung make a complete fool out of himself, a snort bubbling up his throat, though he tried to stay serious and maintain the frown.

It was when Seokjin hit the corus that he truly lost it, bursting out in a fit of laughter and rolling out of bed.

"You're such a fucking dork." He mumbled, shaking his head in disapproval and rolling his eyes. He rubbed them and yawned, Seokjin still dancing and singing next to him.

"Okay Jesus! I'm up." He sighed. "Get out i'll get dressed."

Seokjin suddenly gasped, turning the music off and looking at him with a shocked face.

"You're not going to take a shower?!" He asked, placing a hand on his chest and opening his mouth slightly, looking offended out of his mind.

"I take evening showers." Taehyung said, giving up to Seokjin's antics and taking off his shirt desmite him being there.

"You nasty little shit!" Seokjin almost yelled as he watched Taehyung button up the uniform shirt he wore the day before (Seokjin had taken twenty minutes to sew the buttons back in place, and scrub the very few blood stains).

"if you're so offended, why don't you go take your holy mighty Morning shower and let me change." Taehyung sighed, Seokjin walking out the door saying Taehyung was nasty over and over again.

Once he was outside though, he smiled at the fact Taehyung was slowly opening up to him and becoming more comfortable within their friendship.

A/N:

morning or night shower?