《Family (BTS as child x reader)》CHAPTER 17
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Y/n and the boys are now in the airport, waiting for the airplane. Taehyung and Hoseok are running around but letting Y/n sees them. Seokjin and Namjoon are watching some cartoons in the tablet while Yoongi is sleeping on Y/n's lap.
She doesn't like to have a private jet or airplane. She want to feel what other peoples feel. It will be unfair to those who can't afford to have an airplane or jet for themselves. And also there's already have a lot of airplane or jet for the people to use. She also want to teach the boys to not always feel being spoiled to much.
The airport is almost empty since today is workday. There isn't much people to travel around in this day and it's feel so peace to not have people walking here, walking there.
Y/n rub Yoongi's hair softly making Yoongi lean to her more. She chuckle softly and looking up to see Taehyung, Hoseok talking to a family. Y/n frown when she see Hoseok, Taehyung and a little girl walking towards her and the boys.
Yoongi open his eyes a little when he feel Y/n stop playing with his hair. He frown too when he saw she frowning. He look at the direction to where she's seeing to see Taehyung and Hoseok with a little girl coming to this direction.
Yoongi immediately get up to sit on Y/n's lap and look at Taehyung who's looking nervous and panic with a confuse gaze. Taehyung look up to Yoongi but look down again. He run to Yoongi and whisper to him so Y/n can't hear.
Taehyung: Hyung, TaeTae i-is sorry. TaeTae don't know w-what to do....
Yoongi: Not now, TaeTae. You will explain later.
He said when he saw Hoseok and the girl are already in front of them. Y/n look at the little girl's family to see them sitting behind her a few benches away. She smile and bow her head a little when she make a eye contacts with them to show them respect.
Hoseok: Eomma!! Can we be friends with her?
Yoongi tighten his hold on her hand while glaring to the girl. He know his Eomma have trauma with girls even though the girl is still a child.
Y/n: Uh....Why are you asking me Hobi?
Hobi: TaeTae doesn't want to be her friends. He also doesn't want me to be her friends so that's why I'm asking you. So, can we?
He said with a puppy eyes.
Little girl: Please, Auntie.
Y/n: U-uh...O-
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Before she can finish her words, she was cut off by Yoongi.
Yoongi: No.
He said with a dangerously low voice. Seokjin and Namjoon shut down the tablet quickly when they heard Yoongi's low voice and begin to panic when they saw Yoongi's dark gaze. They know when he has that gaze, it means trouble. A big trouble.
They both look up to see the girl who is looking down while fiddling with her fingers. They start to glare at her with a dark gazes. Now they know the reason to Yoongi's anger.
They also know what happens in their Eomma's past because Taehyung and Yoongi tell them and they didn't like it one bit. Taehyung just look at the girl with a blank face. He doesn't know what to feel since he doesn't know what to do in this situation.
Hoseok smiley face fell when he heard the answer from Yoongi. He start to get scared when he saw the way his brothers look at the girl beside him. It confuse him on why his brothers look at her that way.
Hoseok: W-why not?
Seokjin: No is no, Hoseok.
Hoseok know when Seokjin say his name, that means they're really serious. He nervously look down when he saw Seokjin and Namjoon glare at him.
Y/n who saw this trying to stop them.
Y/n: Hey, hey. Don't fight. Yoongi, let Hobi be friend with her. You too, Seokjin.
She said while rising one of her eyebrows to both of them making the boys look down. They can't disobey their Eomma no matter what.
Hoseok and the girl look up to her with a big smiles.
Hoseok: Thank you, Eomma!!
Little girl: Thank you, Auntie!!
The boys look up to them and start to glaring to both of them with more darker gazes. Taehyung went to sit beside Y/n and Yoongi while looking down to his lap. He doesn't want to be included in this.
Hoseok: TaeTae! Come on! Let's play!
Little girl: Yeah! Come on, TaeTae.
Taehyung frowning when he heard what the girl said. He look up to her with a darkest glare that even his hyungs can't do it. Scary~
Taehyung: Don't call me, TaeTae.
The little girl flinch when she heard his deep voice and the glare he's giving to her and hide behind Hoseok who is also flinch to Taehyung's deep voice.
Taehyung: I don't want to play with you.
He said with a last glare then put his head on Seokjin's lap. Seokjin stop he's glare and sigh to calm himself down while playing with Taehyung's hair.
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Y/n frown and shock when she saw Taehyung act like that. Taehyung, the lovely and bright boy can have that kind of attitude, she speechless now.
Y/n: TaeTae, Be nice.
Taehyung: Sorry, Eomma.
He said while looking up to her with a puppy eyes. Y/n rose her eyebrows, dumbfounded with his split personality. She sigh while shaking her head.
She then heard the speaker telling everyone who's need to go to Daegu to go ride the airplane.
Y/n: Come on, Boys. Take your bags and clean up the mess, okay?
The boys nodded their heads and follow her instructions. The little girl bid her goodbye and went to her family.
Hoseok went to take his bags and help Y/n and his brothers cleaning the mess. The boys didn't say a single words to him when he try to make a conversations with them.
He confuse. Why they don't want to speak to him? Does he do something wrong? Surely that's not because of being friend with the girl right? They look so mad when the girl's showed up. Even Taehyung.
He sigh sadly while following them quietly from behind with Y/n beside him.
It has been a few minutes of their flight and it's full of awkward silence. The boys didn't speak a bit unless when Y/n ask or say something to them. But that would end quickly with awkwardness again.
Y/n don't know what to do since she doesn't know what is going on with them. She can see their discomfort earlier at the airport. She saw what they did. She just doesn't know what to do at that time. She never saw that side of them. They all are cute, sweet, lovely and mostly charming.
Namjoon who is now fed up with the awkward atmosphere, sigh deeply while getting off of his seat and went to Hoseok. He then take Hoseok hand and drag him to the seats that is far away from them while telling the rest of boys to follow them.
The boys know what he's gonna do and it's going to be difficult.
Hoseok who is getting drag by Namjoon, know that he's in trouble. He doesn't know
Y/n: Where are you going Joonie?
She ask him confuse on why he suddenly leaving with the rest of the boys.
Namjoon: We just have something to talk about something, Eomma.
Taehyung: Yeah, Eomma! It's secret so you can't know.
Y/n frown. What does this boys are hiding from her? What so secret that she can't know what their talking about? This is making her feel left out.
Yoongi: Don't worry, Eomma. It just something that we need to do by ourselves.
Yoongi trying to reassured her when he saw her frowning. Seokjin who also saw it, trying to say something that can lift her mood back.
Seokjin: Eomma! After I'm finish talking with them, can we watch disney princesses again, please?
Y/n raise her eyebrows and chuckling amusingly.
Y/n: Of course, JinJin.
Seokjin fist bump on air excitedly and hurriedly pushing the boys, wanting all of this to end so he can watch the disney princesses with his Eomma.
The boys all sits on the seats that they choose and letting Hoseok sitting where they all can see him.
Hoseok nervously playing with his fingers while looking down to his lap. He's uncomfortable withe the stares that he's receiving from his brothers.
Yoongi cleared his throats to get Hoseok's attention and it did. He sigh while trying to find some words to talk with him.
Yoongi: We're not mad at you, Hobi. We're just uncomfortable to what you did earlier.
Hoseok look at him confuse.
Seokjin: You see Hoseok, Eomma is really uncomfortable around girls and women. She was traumatized when Eomma is a little girl.
Hoseok frown at that.
Hoseok: W-why?
The boys look at each other while nodding their heads.
Yoongi: Well, it's all started when-
To say that he's shock is understandable. Hoseok can't believe what he's hearing and it makes him mad to not knowing this earlier. Hearing what his Eomma went through, make him feel ashamed of what he did earlier. He doesn't know that a girl can make his Eomma feel like that.
Hoseok: I'm sorry.....I shouldn't have being friend with her if it makes Eomma feel like that.
He's said ashamed while lowing his head.
Taehyung: It's okay, Hyung. You don't know.
He said while patting Hoseok's head.
Yoongi: It's not your fault, don't worry.
He reassured him while smiling his gummy smile. Taehyung following Yoongi's actions with his boxy smile with Seokjin and Namjoon also smiling at him making Hoseok smiling with his own heart shape smile.
Seokjin: Okay. Now it's finally finished, I'm going to watch disney princesses with Eomma now. Bye!
He said while excitedly jump off the seats and run to his Eomma.
Taehyung: TaeTae want to watch to, Hyung!
Hoseok: Me too!
They both said while running with Seokjin. Yoongi and Namjoon just look at them amuse while shaking their heads slight while walking to them with a soft smile.
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