Bangtan Au

‘This was truly a great idea.’ ‘Yeah…’ but Namjoon was already completely lost in the beautiful piece of art that was in front of his eyes. ‘And we finally get to have some time without the little one, just the two of us.’ ‘Just the two of us…’ he repeated, ‘us’, that word tasted so nice in his tongue. ‘You had a great idea, darling.’ ‘Yeah… I had?’ He started to wake up from his marvellous dream. ‘Yes, you had. Leaving Jungkook in the nursery, remember? While I was paying, you silly-head.’ ‘Oh, yeah, I did.’ ‘Wait, Namjoon, is everything alright?’ ‘Yes, love, just…’ Great, maybe he hadn’t noticed yet. ‘Can I see you wallet?’ ‘I guess so but why…?’ Seokjin doubted but took his wallet out anyways. His husband took it from his hand while standing up as he quickly looked into his eyes. ‘I’m sorry babe.’ ‘What are you…’ But by the time he could react the other one had already left the shop rushing and tripping over two chairs in his way. ‘You can’t leave without paying, love!’ ‘Kim Namjoon come RIGHT BACK HERE!!!’ ‘So…What about this Friday?’ ‘No.’ ‘And the next one?’ ‘No.’ ‘And Saturday?’ ‘No.’ Jimin’s gaze was so penetrating that it would have either enchanted or creeped out anyone else. But Yoongi, as always, ignored him. He somehow managed to stay concentrated on the screen of his computer and his job while periodically answering the tedious boy with a cold ‘no’, their lives working in the retail shop were actually quite repetitive. Did he even listen to the questions? Or did he just calculate the timing? None of them knew, but that wouldn’t make Jimin stop asking or Yoongi change his reply. ‘February the 14th?’ ‘No.’ ‘February the 15th?’ ‘No.’ But suddenly, their conversation (yeah, let’s call it that) was interrupted by a horrible scream, halfway between crushed baby and a dying nazgul; that came from one of the corridors of the shop. After a brief silence Yoongi resumed typing and Jimin interrogating. ‘February the…’ ‘Will you check that?’ ‘Will you go out with me if I solve it?’ ‘No.’ ‘Didn’t hear you! Already going!’ Yoongi simply rolled his eyes and continued working. ‘Hobi? Hobi, where are you? Are you alright?’ Taehyung had been the first one to start the investigation on his boyfriend’s prideful shout for help. The close to musical sound had surprised him and yet it took him approximately 0.02 seconds to stop doing what he was doing and start his quest (that little girl asking about his hair colour would have to wait). He now had to save his Hobi the same way his Hobi had saved him many times before. When was that? Classified or not-found information, but who cares, he had to save him. ‘Hobi? Where are…OH no! Hobi!’ There he was, lying on the floor, unconscious, with a green substance spread all over his chest. ‘Oh my G.O.D.! How can this be?’ The boy ran to help his Hobi and once he was kneeling next to him he saw it. A small, green creature that left a trace where it had been. An alien. ‘Hobi, I love you, but I have to come back for you later. I have to help the others first.’ ‘Attention everyone, this is a red alert! There is an alien invasion in the shop. Leave now! But don’t run, no, wait, yes, RUN! I repeat, run for your lives!’ Yoongi heard the announcement from the speakers. He simply sighed and put his earphones on. This was going to be a long day. Namjoon knew something was going wrong before he arrived to the shop. I mean, something apart from the fact that he had left HIS FREAKIN SON IN A SHOP. How could he forget that? A human being! Gosh, Namjoon, really? Great, just, great… But anyways, he could already see a suspicious amount of people going out of the shop at the same time. Unfortunately for Taehyung (of whose existence Namjoon didn’t know anything about yet), they weren’t running in terror, but most of them looked frustrated and confused. Namjoon started to worry. ‘Please, let it not be Jungkook.’ But of course, it was. ‘Taehyung? What the hell are you…?’ ‘Jimin, come, I need your help.’ To be honest, Jimin, just as anyone else, would have thought that it was joke, but the desesperation in his best friend’s eyes was impossible to ignore, worrying, in fact. Something must have happened, I mean, sure the boy was a bit of an idiot but no one can be that stupid. No one would make an emergency announcement for nothing. ‘What is it?’ ‘You have heard it, aliens.’ ‘Yes but…’ Aliens? Really? The possibility was just too unthinkable. There was also the thing about most people believing Taehyung was an alien, shouldn’t he like aliens then? ‘Jimin, they attacked Hoseok.’ Ok, now that was a thing. Taehyung took his hand and quickly guided him to the corridor where his boyfriend was lying. The whole thing seemed quite fishy, but the boy was really on the floor without moving, and he wasn’t the kind of people to suddenly fall asleep during work, or at least not on the floor. ‘Are you sure this is…’ ‘Yes, I saw the alien.’ Jimin wanted to believe it was a joke, but judging was his friend’s expression he wasn’t lying. Suddenly, they both heard some boxes falling and they saw the little intruder. Now then, if Hoseok had previously screamed, Jimin properly squealed in terror. He escaped as fast as he could even though the little creature didn’t even bother to follow him. It actually looked, as Taehyung noticed himself, a bit surprised. Was this really a monster? Or just a lost being? ‘Yoongi Yoongi Yoongi Yoongi!’ ‘What?’ The guy took his earphones off and looked dead serious and quite bothered, Jimin would have to save his emotion created by his reply for another time. ‘It’s an alien.’ Yoongi still looked the same. ‘An alien.’ ‘I’ve heard.’ ‘Yes, Taehyung made an announcement, but it’s really serious! It’s an alien, it attacked Hoseok! He’s all covered in saliva and in the floor! Actually, I don’t know if it’s saliva, it could be poison really but…’ ‘Tonight.’ ‘Wait…What?’ Yoongi looked again at the screen and was already putting his earphones back on. Without any emotion in his voice he explained ‘I’ll come with you tonight if you solve it.’ Now that was a motivation. ‘Jungkook? Jungkookie? Come here with papa!’ Namjoon looked desperate around every corridor, but they all seemed to be deserted. ‘Please…’, he whispered. Then, he saw it. Anyone would find hard to comprehend the situation, his son, covered in green paint, shivering while a stranger (with a weird hair colour) extended his hand towards him with what looked like dog food as he looked away. His final conclusion would later be that Jungkook tried to take same paint from a high shelf making it fall over him and that the stranger was trying to calm him down with some sort of weird technique. But his first reaction was simply ‘what the flying duck is happening here? Jungkook?’ ‘Wait, do you know him?’ Fascination was all over the stranger’s face. ‘Well, yes, he is my son.’ ‘Son? You mean he is a mixture from two different species?’ ‘What?’ Taehyung would have proceeded with his long theory of the existence of this baby alien if it weren’t for Jimin abruptly intruding the scene broomstick in one hand and rubbish bin lid on the other as measures of security. ‘Don’t worry, I’ve got the situation covered.’ ‘STOP.’ The whole world seemed to stop for a second as the glorious Seokjin appeared in the other end of the corridor with fire in his eyes. ‘Don’t you dare put a hand on my child.’ Jimin immediately dropped his weapons on the floor. ‘Lo-love…?’ Namjoon softly asked ‘how did you go out of the cafe?’ ‘Hyosang was close by and paid for me, now shut up’. Hyosang waved with a sympathetic smile and quickly disappeared into another part of the shop. ‘Who’s in charge here?’ The boys wanted to say ‘you’, but just then Yoongi appeared and calmly approached the group. ‘It’s me. I’m sorry ma’am…’ ‘I’m a man.’ ‘Sir. I believe I should have looked more closely to the situation, what is the problem?’ ‘The problem is that your workers are trying to attack my child that could be blind by now. You know what would happen if your disgusting product got into his eyes?’ ‘I’m sorry sir, we’ll try to do our best to…’ ‘I don’t want you to try your best, I want you to solve the situation!’ ‘Of course’ the turned to see the other boys ‘Taehyung…’ The two other workers rushed to get some baby wipes to get rid of the paint and Taehyung tried to feed him human cookies. ‘I would also be interested in knowing why the child was unattended’ Yoongi sadistically asked, keeping his cold courtesy up. ‘Yes, me too’ if looks could kill, the one Seokjin sent to his husband definitely would. After twenty minutes of scolding from both Seokjin and Yoongi to everyone else (excluding Hyosang, for obvious reasons I guess), the family left the shop, which was already close to closing hours. Taehyung left first because he technically didn’t attack the kid and, in fact, even tried to befriend it. Ok yes, he created a false state of alarm but you couldn’t really help it, he was an idiot. Five minutes later he came back and took his forgotten boyfriend from the floor, he would have to take him with him, unfortunately (he really needed to take him to the hospital, truth be told). Jimin, in contrast, had to stay a bit more to clean all the paint on the floor. And Yoongi also stayed because he had to close the shop. Once the youngest finished his duty he approached the other’s position in the computer. Yoongi looked at him, turned the machine off and pushed his chair back. ‘Finished?’ ‘Yes but… You said tonight, right?’ ‘What?’ ‘Yes, you said you would go out with me tonight if I solved the situation…’ ‘No.’ ‘Yes you did!’ Yoongi had a horrible expression of incredulity, which Jimin found adorable. ‘Yes, but you definitely did not solve the situation.’ ‘I know but I kind of cleaned the shop and …’ Jimin pouted and looked at the floor balancing his body from one side to the other. Ok, yes, maybe Yoongi did find that a bit cute. ‘Alright, go turn off the lights.’ ‘What?’ ‘We’re leaving.’ ‘Wait, we? As in together?’ ‘Just turn off the lights, I’ll be waiting on the door. And be fast if you don’t want to be shut inside.’ ‘I’m going! I’m going!’ This was going to be a long night.