imma pretend you said ship instead of pairing so that way i can send 'yoonseokook / dragons'!!!!!!!!
DAMMIT NIKKI. *shakes fist*
Hoseok is sure (about 400% sure) that, upon sending Yoongi and Jeongguk to the store, the list heâd given them did not say anything about dragons. Ravensara, sure. Eucalyptus, absolutely. A pack of Snickers, right at the top of the list. None of that was code for dragons.
âOkay, before you fully commit to that frown,â Yoongi says, hands held up in defense, âthe thing isââ
âYou brought home a dragon!â Hoseok shouts. The dragon, tethered to a thick rope and currently walking in circles, fascinated by its own tail, lets out a quiet croak. âOh my God.â
âThe merchant was going to kill her,â Jeongguk says. His words are rushed and his eyes glassy and if Hoseok werenât so angry, heâd pity the boy. âSheâsâŠdifferent. Defective. Unsellable.â
âExcept if you sell it to two idiots who were supposed to be buying bread!â
âBoom. Bread.â Yoongi holds up a paper-wrapped loaf and Hoseok has half a mind to slap it from his hand. âJustâŠFor five seconds, turn off the annoyance. We didnât spend anything that we canât spare. Fifty won. Kookie paid for her himself, and we got everything on your list.â
âBut you also got a dragon!â Hoseok can literally feel his blood pressure rise. He slides his hands down his cheeks. âDo you know how much dragons cost per month? Whoâs going to walk it? Where exactly will it sleep?â
âBut Hobi hyung, look.â Jeongguk lifts the dragon, who lets out another soft squeak, and holds it up to Hoseokâs face.
Hoseok frowns, leaning back some. The dragonâs hot, uncomfortably so, and he has no idea how Jeongguk is holding on without any trace of discomfort. Each exhale makes Hoseok step away a bit more. But the stupid dragonâs kind of cute - smaller than baby dragons tend to be and a lot doofier-looking. And heâs pretty sure heâs never seen one with a crooked tail before.
âHer name is Cinnamon,â Jeongguk says. âPlease?â
Cinnamon, apparently already used to her name, wriggles in Jeonggukâs grip. Hoseok sighs, then jabs his finger into Yoongiâs chest. âThis is your responsibility,â he says. âI wonât have any part of this.â
Cinnamon sneezes, singeing part of a chair nearby, and Hoseok immediately regrets agreeing to this.