Crave

Jungkook

"Minie...I'm t-tired..." I whine, rubbing my eyes with my fist. He doesn't answer so I turn my head, pouting when I see him already asleep on the couch.
I silently climb off the couch and grab snuggles and my green blanket, turning off sleeping beauty on the tv. It's almost four in the morning. Hyungie should be home soon. I hope so. I want to cuddle him to sleep. Minie moves around too much for my comfort.
Just as I grab a juice box and walk down the hall, the front door is opened quickly to reveal a panting, sweaty, Jin.
My eyes widen in shock. "W-what happened, hyungie?" I try to get out of little space but it's hard because I usually stay in it when I'm tired.
He gasps for air, resting his hands on his knees before moving to the kitchen to grab some water. "I'm fine. J-just was excited to get home!" He smiles widely.
"Oh."
He ruffles my hair. "Guess What?"
"What?" I love guessing games!
"I got a lot of money tonight so we can go shopping tomorrow and I have a few extra days off!" He says happily.
"Really?? That's great!" I hug him. He works way too hard for us. We've offered to get jobs to help but he doesn't want us to. He wants us to stay in school.
He giggles and I love the sound. He hasn't been able to play with us much and I hate it. I miss Jinnie.
"Will you sleep with me?" I plead.
"Yes. Go on to my room and I'll take a quick shower. Be there soon."
Nodding quickly, I run into his room and glance around. Seeing the large cabinet that holds all of hyungie's little stuff. His stuffies and outfits and toys. He doesn't get into it much anymore and it makes me sad.
Feeling helpful, I pull out a large onesie and his favorite stuffed rabbit, Bunny. I place them on the bed before crawling under the blankets with my blankie and snuggles, sighing in contentment.
Jin comes in a few minutes later smelling of fresh fruity body wash. He slips into the onesie I left for him and climbs in beside me. Cuddling me and Bunny.
"Goodnight, Kookie-ah."
"Night night, hyungie."

      A heavy weight on my chest wakes me. My eyes open slowly to see Minie's head laying on my chest, sleeping soundly. When did he come to bed?
    I look around to see Jin gone. The smell of cake, though, makes my mouth water so I jump up and run to the kitchen.
     Jin hyung is still in his onesie with flour and frosting all over him and the floor. Toys and coloring books litter the counters and floor as he runs around excitedly.
      He beams at me. "Kookie! Jinnie made cake for b-breakfast!" He struggles to say the word, showing me the huge cake about to topple over onto his head.
     Chocolate frosting covers his mouth and fingers. This. Is. Amazing! Cake for breakfast! Giggling, I run up and take a huge bite out of the side of the cake, not even bothering with a plate or utensils. Who needs them? Waste of time!
     "I thought hyungie don't like cake for breakfast? I thought you said it rots our teeth?" I amid stuffing my face with yummy sweetness.
     "Why didn't you wake me?!" Minie stomps into the kitchen with his pouty grumpy morning face. My green blankie in his fists.
      I hand him a piece of cake. "Hyungie made cake!"
     His eyes widen in shock. "C-cake?!"
     Jinnie hyungie nods happily. "Let's eat then color!" He cries.
    Cheerfully we do exactly that. Eating sugar and coloring and building block forts and stuffy hideouts! It's great!
     It's around evening when we slowly come out of it. Jinnie is the most reluctant as Jimin and I begin cleaning up our mess.
    I snicker when Jin walks into the kitchen and screams. "What happened?! Who did this!"
     Jimin laughs with me. Unlike Jimin and I who come out of little space quite easily, we are most of the time conscious of everything else around us. Jin hyung, though, completely spaces out and can't remember much of anything. He can't control himself when he enters little space which is why he doesn't do it often anymore.
     I walk into the kitchen and snort at the flour and chocolate frosting everywhere. "Hyung, you did that. You made us cake for breakfast, remember?"
     His eyes widen in shock. "I d-did? Oh my god.."

Hoseok

    "Ahhh...I'm so tired." I whine, rolling over in bed, pushing Taehyung off the edge.
    He cries out and grumbles, hitting me with a pillow. My head hurts so bad. We really shouldn't have drank so damn much.
     "Why the hell did you do that?" He growls.
     I peak out of one eye. "You we're taking up too much space."
     He scoffs. "We really need a bigger place. I'm tired of sleeping with your ugly ass."
    I laugh. "You weren't calling me ugly last night baby."
    "I was drunk! Fuck You!"
    "I did. Just the way you like." I wink, rolling back over to stretch. "My hips are killing me to prove it."
     "We both know I did most of the work, asshole." 
    I get up and head towards the bathroom. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I throw on some lounge clothes and walk into the kitchen and grab some food.
Namjoon sits at the crowded island, head in his hands with a bottle of pain pills and a glass of water beside him.
"So how was that cute little server? I know you didn't get home until this morning." I tease.
He scowls. "I don't want to talk about it." He crosses his arms angrily.
I frown, eyeing him. "You're usually not this grumpy after a night of hot sex. He wasn't good?" I find that hard to believe, though.
     He groans, rubbing his eyes. "Drop it, okay?
     I hold up my hands in surrender. "Fine. I can take a hint. You hungry?" I ask, raiding the fridge.  
     "No. I have to leave for work soon." He takes two pills and swollen them. "I'm never drinking again." He grumbles, heading back to his room.
     Shrugging, I get to work making eggs and bacon, smiling as the others slowly file into the kitchen for food.
     "I can't wait to get out of this dump." Yoongi sighs, taking a plate.
     I perk up. "Did you find a place already?"
     He smiles. "Yup. Three bedrooms, two bath. Cheaper than this place, too. Across town."
     I pause. "Does that mean I still have to share a room with that ass?" I jerk my head towards Taehyung who ignores us both, lighting out.
      Namjoon rolls his eyes. "We all know you two fuck every single night. Don't act like you don't love sleeping with him."
     I huff in mock outrage. "Excuse you but bitch I need my space, too! He's a clingy motherfucker."   
     Yoongi snorts. "Get two beds. Problem solved. Or better yet, buy a futon and sleep in the living room. Four bedrooms! Ta da!" He chuckles sarcastically.
     "I hate you all. Just know." I mumble, eating my food.
     "Maybe I don't want to sleep with your fat ass." Tae finally chimes in.
     I scoff. "You love my fat ass, don't even front bitch." I retort.
     "So when are we leaving this place?" Namjoon cuts in.
     "This week. I've already paid the deposit-you're welcome." Yoongi scowls.
     "Great. This place is way too crowded." He sighs.
     We all agree. We've all lived together since our teens. Best friends through high school and after graduation it was no surprise we all got jobs to chip in for a place.
     Of course Taehyung and I weren't fuck buddies at that time, though. It happened one night a couple years ago when both of us were drunk off our ass.
    Decided it was easier than finding actual boyfriends which neither of us really wanted so we've just stuck together. Giving it when the other needs it. It's a good system but I feel like it's getting a little stale.
      We've talked about getting a third for our relationship but haven't acted on it yet. Maybe...when we find the right guy...it will complete everything.
     Maybe this move will be the change we need.