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Hoseok doesn’t get what’s so good about Kim Seokjin.He doesn’t get it. Yes, he’s good at quidditch and he’s funny and his shoulders could carry mountains and he has the most kissable lips Hoseok has ever seen but he’s a Gryffindor. And, it’s not like Hoseok to hate anyone, especially for surface level things, but ugh. He’s constantly walking around like he’s better than everyone and blowing impromptu kisses. Laughing at his own jokes and grabbing everyone’s attention. He’s so effortlessly attractive it frustrates Hoseok. He just exists in, some weird, bubble of pretty. Hoseok once swore he was using enchantments because really, how was a sweaty and muddy and barefaced Seokjin the best looking person in the whole of Hogwarts without even a little magic. Hoseok stares at his stupid perfectly sculpted face as he sits at the Gryffindor table, holding the attention of those around him even though he’s only talking to Namjoon next to him. Hoseok stab’s his steak and imagines its Seokjin’s stupid thick ass neck instead but immediately feels bad when he sees Namjoon smile up at Seokjin with his dimples popping out. “Hasn’t that poor cow suffered enough, Hyung.” Hoseok glares at Taehyung with little malice. The yellow on his Hufflepuff robes making his dark skin glow even more, his silver hair making him shine brighter. Taehyung is the only person who could ever rival Seokjin’s popularity; his sweet personality and boxy smiles could make anyone fall in love with him. Taehyung however, prefers to only entertain himself and the ones he loves. Whilst Seokjin would absorb everyone’s attention like its his life force, Tae preferred to support his friends and keep to himself and his family. Hoseok feels the overwhelming affection he holds for his brother. Hoseok’s never been good at containing affection for others. He launches himself at his brother and squeezes him into his arms. “Wha - Mmmf!” Tae squeaks before laughing and squeezing Hoseok back just as tightly. He feels Tae’s deep rumbling laugh and the boxy smile against his neck. “Release me, demon,” Tae grumbles “I don’t want your cooties before I go and stare hopelessly at Jimin in Herbology.” Hoseok plants a big sloppy kiss to his cheek in retaliation and can’t help the bubbling laughter when Tae squaks and fights to get away. When he releases him his smile gets bigger at Taehyung’s messy hair. “You messed up my highlighter, you heathen!” Tae cries looking in his dessert spoon. Hoseok rolls his eyes, feeling significantly lighter as his brother pouts at his reflection. It’s the Christmas Eve dinner and after this it’s the last classes of the semester before the holidays. Tae’s going home, always missing the family atmosphere but Hoseok’s staying to practice Astronomy for the O.W.L.S. Stupid stars. Stupid Seokjin. “You can pretend your highlighter isn’t magicked to your face all you want, Tae.” Hoseok laughs, hair falling into his eyes as his body moves with his laughter. He blows the wave out his face. “Maybe I should get a hair cut?” “And get rid of your fairy prince hair? Absolutely not. You just need to commit harder.” “It’s not exactly ideal when I’m trying to fly, or when I want to, you know, see.” Tae huffs and flicks Hoseok’s ear before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of his head. “Please don’t cut your hair. Remember you need to see me off before I go home? Okay? I’ll be upset without a Christmas goodbye.” Hoseok feels himself soften a little as he watches Tae gracefully strut away from the Table to his class. “Of course Tae! Don’t drool over Park Jimin too much!” Hoseok raises his voice on purpose just to embarrass Tae and grins when he gets a middle finger thrown back at him. Once Tae has left, Hoseok turns back to his food, trying to remember what he’d been thinking about. He catches Seokjin’s gaze from the Gryffindor table. He looks surprised for a minute before he smiles and blows Hoseok a kiss. Hoseok huffs and gets up. Fucking Kim Seokjin. -Hoseok’s last class of the day is with Namjoon and Jungkook in Defence class. It’s supposed to be for higher years but Jungkook’s a little too talented at everything and is far too fierce to let anyone hold him back from his passions and Jungkook is very passionate about Namjoon.Today’s class is laid back as it’s the holidays and everyone’s just doing some revision in groups or some duelling. Namjoon’s not been well recently. Hoseok knowns his depression gets worse around the winter, and all he can do is live through it. He’s currently sat with his head on the desk, Hoseok and Jungkook sat around him. The fact that it’s Christmas makes it a little worse seeing as Namjoon’s doesn’t have it in him to be cheerful and his good nature makes being miserable on a compulsory ‘happy’ holiday makes him guilty, plunging him deeper into anxiety and his feelings of worthlessness.Hoseok’s told him a million times that his hurt is never a burden and depression doesn’t stop for Christmas and it’s not his fault, but Namjoon’s brain works at insane speeds and never stops. He remembers when Jimin had gotten upset because Namjoon only managed to smile for Jungkook, Seokjin and Yoongi when he was in the depth of a depression and Namjoon had broken down in between Hoseok and Tae. Being understanding was a core value of being a Hufflepuff. Hoseok and Tae understood Namjoon wasn’t purposely being select. Hoseok could at least give Kim Seokjin one redeeming quality. Anyone who can pull Namjoon out his own head deserves some respect, even if they’re a Gryffindor. But Namjoon’s a Gryffindor, past Jungkook supplies. Shut up, Hoseok tells past Jungkook. Namjoon’s always acted more like a ravenclaw anyway. Jungkook gently rubs Namjoon’s back and hums a tune, giving Hoseok a look with his watery bunny eyes. Jungkook was always attached to Namjoon in one way or another but his fierce protectiveness came out full force when Namjoon was vulnerable. Even becoming slightly possessive, which didn’t go well with the fact that Namjoon’s boyfriend Yoongi was notoriously possessive of Namjoon as well. Hoseok would usually avoid seeking out Min Yoongi. He obviously didn’t believe the rumours that he’d killed his parents or the one saying he was a death eater - Third years really loved stupid rumours. No. He avoided Min Yoongi because he was in all of Seokjin’s classes, which inevitably meant, Seokjin being there. But. Hoseok would do anything for his friends. “Hey, Joonie. Why don’t you and Jungkook go get some fresh air and go to his dorm.” Namjoon lifted his head a little and Jungkook scooted closer to him, hand moving up Namjoon’s back and onto his neck to gently rub away the tension. Hoseok cooed at Jungkook in his head, poor lovestruck baby. “The Ravenclaw dorms are quieter and Jungkook can read to you!” Namjoon lifted his head, purple hair messy and matching the bags under his eyes. He looked at Jungkook and grabbed his hands. Jungkook softened and gently smiled at him. “That..actually sounds really nice. Would you be okay with that?” Namjoon gently asked Jungkook who nodded immediately, stars lighting up in his big eyes. “Course’ Joonie. You can borrow some of my Pyjama’s and I’ll do an enchantment so it sounds like it’s raining around us, I learned it yesterday.” Namjoon smiled and Jungkook gently pulled him into a hug, slowly incase Namjoon wanted an out. When Namjoon’s head hit his chest and he’d closed his eyes, lips wobbling like he was going to cry, Jungkook lifted him up into his arms bridal style. “I’m going to find Min Yoongi, take care of him, Gguk.” Jungkook looked mildly offended at the mere idea of him mistreating Namjoon. He adjusted Namjoon more comfortably, who buried his face into Jungkook’s neck, doing some breathing exercises to himself. Not even caring that he was being carried. “Duh,” he replied cheekily “I’ll see you tomorrow, Hyung!” Jungkook hurried to get out the class when he heard Namjoon sniffle a little. Hoseok couldn’t hear what he’d said but he heard Namjoon’s weak ‘Ha’ as they left. Right. Anything for Namjoon. - Hufflepuffs were good at finding things. Hoseok wishes it wasn’t true. Ever since he was small he’d be able to find missing socks and money for sweets in places no one else could. So, even though the small very petty part of him, wished that Min Yoongi was impossible to find. It was quite easy. The only other classes on for seventh years was Alchemy, Arithmamcy, Defense and Care of Magical Creatures. Hoseok simply followed the sound giggling Gryffindors to the lower classrooms where a crowd of first years were peering into the classroom. Hoseok smiled at the group of children and gently moved past them, endeared by their slack jaws. He stuck his head into the class and watched as a dragon started leaving its shell. Hoseok saw a small red horn peak out and a puff of smoke and instantly recognised it as a Chinese Fireball. He gasped and felt his cheeks warm in pure excitement. Hoseok had passed this class with flying colours last year and though he would’ve done it again, the class was too full of people who needed it. Last year, they hadn’t had Chinese Fireballs though. Hoseok lifted his eyes from the small baby dragon and met Kim Seokjin’s eyes again. Of course he gets to study the baby dragons. Asshole. Hoseok had somehow moved closer against his own conscious and was stood behind the seated students. Before the professor could scold him for intruding in on a class, a puff of fire shot from the egg and the Fireball fought his way out the egg. The black whiskers indicated it was a Male. Oh shit. Hoseok watched the dragon turn it’s small head towards Seokjin. Before Hoseok could even think he’d jumped in front of him and raised his long robes to shield them both. Hoseok felt the heat of the blue flames nip his skin as it travelled up his robe sleeve before a quick extinguishing spell was murmured by non other than Min Yoongi. Hoseok barely even acknowledged that before lowering his head level to the Chinese Fireball, eyes meeting his and slowly blinking in a show of peace. Hoseok tilted his neck in a show of non aggression and waited patiently as the dragon sniffed around him, smoke raising from his nostrils. “What...the fuck are you doing?” Hoseok barely heard Yoongi mumble before the professor hushed him. “He’s befriending him. Probably so he doesn’t burn the class down. Male Chinese Fireballs always attack on instinct when hatched - females don’t. I believe we were meant to have a female but apparently not.” The professor whispered. Hoseok closed his eyes as the Fireball got closer to his face, before gently rubbing his snout against Hoseok’s face as a sign of acceptance. He couldn’t help the giant grin that spread across his face before he slowly raised himself from the table, leaving the now passive Fireball to explore his surroundings. “His egg was black like a females. Apologies Mr Jung, Mr Kim. I did not expect it to be a Male.” Hoseok smiled wider as the Fireball tugged on Hoseok’s scorched sleeves until his hand was out, the dragon crawling up his arm onto his shoulder. “Ah,” Hoseok giggled when the whiskers tickled his cheek. “Weaker Male dragons sometimes have darker eggs so they can pass as females, the mothers will kill any weak spawn they have, especially weaker males. They burn the egg as a survival tactic. He’s cute.” Hoseok felt an odd tingle in his chest when he saw Seokjins blank stare piercing through him. “Yeah,” Seokjin murmured still looking at Hoseok “Very rare.”- Hoseok couldn’t get the young hatchling to leave the comfort of his shoulder so he waited after in the class whilst the professor finished up his lesson, waiting for instructions on what to do with his new friend. Once the bell had rang, signalling the end of the day and the last of classes, everyone excitedly hurried out of class, loud cheering and firework spells being released as the corridors packed with students. The class emptied all for Seokjin, Yoongi and himself. The professor seeking out the headmaster. Hoseok felt himself tense a little as Seokjin and Yoongi approached where he sat perched on a stool, Fireball now flicking his tail happily - like a cat - upon his shoulder. Hoseok eyed Seokjin warily when he approached him. “Is it hot in here or is it just you?” Hoseok gaped at the handsome boy, heart beating a little faster - from rage. Of course. Did. Did Kim Seokjin just call him hot? “Get it. Cause....your robes were on...fire.” The mint haired Yoongi next to him snickered and let slip a tiny smile as Seokjin flipped his annoying fluffy perfect blonde hair out his face. “...Uh.” Hoseok ended lamely. He nodded dumbly, trying to ignore his racing heart and red ears. It was a natural reaction to rage. He felt his entire face go red as Seokjin noticed his flustered stance and a cocky grin formed on his lips. Merlin. How Hoseok would love to just kiss that stupid smirk off of him. Wait. What? “This is a disaster. I’m going to find Namjoon.” Yoongi huffed, sounding amused. This broke Hoseok out his trance and he hurriedly got off his seat, an annoyed little dragon huffing hot breath on his neck for disturbing him. “I actually came here to tell you he’s in the Ravenclaw dorms with Jungkook. He’d been ... you know,” “Yeah. Fuck.” Yoongi interrupted. Hoseok maybe expected a little spark of the usual fiery possessiveness in Youngi’s eyes he’d get but there was only worry. “Knock in the tune of Oops I Did It Again and Jungkook will come and open the door.” Hoseok grinned. Jungkook was such a loser. “Fuck. I love that song!” Seokjin exclaimed and Hoseok maybe had to smother a tiny, TINY, smile. Yoongi had less luck and flashed a little bit of teeth, something sweet in his eyes before it was replaced with worry. Yoongi looked at Seokjin who rolled his eyes and pointed to the door.Hoseok watched the interactions in rapt interest. What...was that? “Thank you, Hoseok. Behave yourself, Hyung.” Yoongi turned around and quickly strut out of the class, looking like a very rushed penguin. How did people find him scary again? “I never behave! How dare you insinuate that I ever could!” Hoseok really hated the fact that Seokjin was just as charismatic as he was beautiful. Hoseok moved his gaze from Seokjin’s face once he’d turned to Hoseok and dropped it to his chin. What the fuck? He has a pretty chin too? “So. My hero,” Hoseok felt his ears burn brighter. “Thank you for not letting my beautiful face burn. You did the world a great service.” Before Hoseok could sputter a response, the Professor he’d been waiting for came back in. Hoseok had forgotten he’d went to ask the headmaster about the Fireball. He’d forgotten about the dragon as well. Too wrapped up in Seokjin. Gross.“Ah! Hoseok. I believe that as you were the first person to bond with the hatchling and seeing as he was bred in captivity, the healthiest option for him would be for you to .. care for him. Like a familiar, you don’t have one do you?” Hoseok gawked in awe at the Professor. “Sir, don’t joke about that with me,” “Hoseok my boy. Top of the class in al the years you took the subject. There is no one better for the job. Even if you weren’t given permission, I don’t believe he’d be leaving you anytime soon.” Hoseok felt a wide grin break out on his face, eyes narrowing at the force of his happiness. The dragon was still snoring, happily back to sleep. “I’m. Merlin. I’m. Thank you.” Hoseok beamed. “Fuck you’re adorable.” Seokjin huffed, eyes wide as he looked at Hoseok and Hoseok squeaked in response, extremely overwhelmed. “Anyway, enjoy your holidays, boys! I’ll be off then!” Vibrating with happiness, embarrassment and completely overwhelmed, Hoseok just watched him leave. Mouth stuck in a smaller grin. Hoseok was too shocked to even care when Park Jimin popped his head into the class, calling on Seokjin in his sweet voice. “..You’re..so cute..okay wait,” Jin ripped a page from his notebook and quickly scribbled some words down on paper. He folded it before pressing it into Hoseok’s hands hurriedly. “Bye, Hoseokie!” Seokjin cooed as he began walking out the door, an exasperated Park Jimin rolling his eyes at them. “Y-you. You cant call me that!” All Hoseok got was a cheeky kiss being blown his way and an even redder face. Fucking Seokjin.

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Hoseokie, my sweet future husband. Meet me at the astronomy tower - If you’re brave enough. I won’t hold it against a little hufflepuff to be too sweet to break a rule. Love, your Seokjin.
Hoseok stares at the letter until he forgets to blink. The word little and husband pass through his head on repeat and he stands outside the gates of hogwarts with Taehyung. Tae’s mumbling angrily about Jungkook not being here to see him off, the cold air nipping his nose as his scarf continuously slips off. Hoseok can’t stop thinking about the stupid letter. He’s so angry. Little hufflepuff. Husband. Who does Kim Seokjin think he is? “Hoseok, are you there?” Hoseok snaps his head to Taehyung who looks worried. Guilt floods his system and he huffs, wrapping an arm around Tae. His brother gladly accepts the contact and rests his head on his brothers shoulder, snuggling in. They stand in silence for a while watching students leaving to go with their families. “Ignoring your absolutely adorable pout, wh-“ Taehyung squeaks as Hoseok puts him into a quick chokehold before letting him go and weakly shoving him. “I,” Taehyung laughs a little more before calming down with some deep breaths “I really wanted to see Jungkook, to be honest.” “He was with Namjoon last time I saw, Taehyungie.” Taehyung furrows his brows and huffs. “Lovelorn bitch.” Taehyung sighs dramatically. Hoseok grins. “Says Mr I want to nibble on Park Jimin’s thighs.” Taehyung goes bright red and hits Hoseok repeatedly. Hoseok can’t hold his loud laugh and weakly try’s to shield himself. “Oh god. Jimin, stop your boyfriend from hurting my fiancé before he damages him.” Both Hoseok and Taehyung flinch back and whip their heads in the direction of Kim Seokjin and Park Jimin, both standing grinning at them. Hoseok’s face flushes pink and looks at Taehyung who doesn’t look much better. Except , Hoseok is flushed with annoyance. Of course. They both walk a little closer and Hoseok has been watching Seokjin (to make sure he’s not doing anything nefarious) and doesn’t even notice when Jimin drops his suitcase and pulls Taehyung’s scarf down under his chin. “I like seeing your whole face,” Jimin smiles and it looks sickeningly sweet “You’re too pretty to not admire at every chance.” Hoseok rolls his eyes at the amount of Slytherin in that pickup line and looks away and fake gags. He notices Jin’s disgusted expression and when they lock eyes, Jin mimics being sick. Hoseok fights a smile. He looks at Taehyung whose pink flush is now a burning red, his eyes as big as a full moon. Jimin brushes a tiny thumb down Taehyung’s lips and Hoseok has officially seen enough. “Okay! You two.” He shouts quickly. “No more eye fucking. Actually, no fucking at all.” Taehyung makes an inhuman noise and hides his face in his hands. Hoseok narrows his eyes at Park Jimin who looks a little flustered too. Jimin being flustered is pretty unusual. The slytherin prefects always got a regal air about him but right now he looks like a scared pup. He must really like his Taehyung. Hoseok feels two hands rest on his shoulder that start dragging him away. Hoseok yelps and tries to escape the evil clutches of Kim Seokjin but he’s surprisingly strong and easily pulls Hoseok back. Hoseok’s knees definitely don’t go weak at the thought of Seokjin grabbing him and using the muscles he’d gotten from being the star beater on the quidditch team on him. Hoseok quickly erases the thoughts from his head when he sees Jimin watch him being dragged away. He points two fingers to his eyes and back to Jimin and then moved his thumb across his neck. “Okay, enough of that.” Seokjin sighs before he bends his knees and lifts Hoseok over his very broad shoulders. By Merlin he really does have big shoulders. Shoulders. Hoseok squeals and lifts his head to glare at Park Jimin one last time. “Taehyungie! Have the best holiday and don’t fornicate with baby snake.” Jin lets out a loud laugh, sounding almost like his dads muggle car windshield wiper and Hoseok feels endeared for a single second. “Love you!! No sex!” He lets out a final shout before he’s hauled out of site by Seokjin. Hoseok ignores the fact that being carried by Seokjin is actually really nice and the fact that the warm feeling in his chest isn’t all just from teasing his younger brother. “You’re cute when you’re fired up like that.”Hoseok suddenly remembers why he’d feed Seokjin to the sirens. Though. Hoseok could be conceived Seokjin is one. “You - I - Merlin, put me down before everyone see’s you idiot!” Hoseok shouts high pitched as he realises that Seokjin is walking towards the open corridors instead of just putting him down. “As you wish, your highness.” Seokjin tightens his grip on Hoseok’s hip from where he’d lifted up and gently places him down on the floor. Hoseok is flushed and his legs are shaky. He doesn’t notice he’s still holding onto Seokjin’s broad shoulders until said devil incarnate smoothes his hair down with his big hands. “Why is every part of you so big?” Hoseok blurts out his thought without thinking. Seokjin pauses before he lets out his squeaky laugh again. Hoseok goes bright red and he hits Seokjin whose now hunched over laughing. “N-no - I didn’t mean. I didn’t mean.. that part. Fucking. Oh - I. Seokjin! I didn’t mean. Stop.” Hoseok draws out the p’ whining in embarrassment as Seokjin’s laughter only gets louder. “Wow. I’ve been complimented a lot but I’ve never heard that before.” Hoseok lets out a whine and squeezes his eyes shut. “Stop it..you’re. Like. Massive. Oh for fucks sake someone stop me, I didn’t -“ Seokjin saves Hoseok the embarrassment, wiping his tears away and smiling at Hoseok. “Ah, I’m pretty sure you’re just small, Hoseokie.” Hoseok feels a pleased tingle in his chest at that. Hoseok likes feeling small. He’s never really considered to be small though, always the big brother, the manly dancer, the loud laugh. He’s always liked being a little bit babied. He hopes that Seokjin didn’t notice the tiny twitch of his lips. “Stop it! First you call me little and now small. Just because I’m a hufflepuff doesn’t mean I’m not brave or can’t stick up for myself!”Seokjin’s facial expressions softens at Hoseok’s outburst. “Of course not. You’re small in the endearing way. I mean, Namjoon’s a six feet giant with the biggest chest I’ve ever seen and he’s nothing but a big baby..so.” Hoseok lets out a little giggle at the mention of Namjoon’s chest. He remembers how red Namjoon had went when Seokjin has jokingly squeezed one of his pecs and made a honking noise. He feels a grin breaking out at the thought. “See? Your smiles heart shaped. You’re just. Small.” Seokjin grins and Hoseok feels himself getting l flustered once again, rendering him speechless. He opens and closes his mouth a couple times before he points Seokjin accusingly and then just pushes past him and storms away. Seokjin’s squeaky laugh follows him as he leaves. “Don’t forgot the Astronomy tower, Jung Hoseok the Brave!” Hoseok ignores the fact that he’s smiling again. -Jungkook has that confused vacant look he gets when he’s lost in his own head. He looks like a bunny, head tilted, teeth poking out a little. He’s not even reading the book about muggle cameras his mother had sent him. Hoseok puts down the Naruto manga he’d smuggled in at the beginning of the year and leans over into Jungkook’s space. He flicks his forehead, Jungkook squealing in response. “This is our strictly secret, non magic, reading time. What goes up, Bun?” “Up? Do you mean what goes on? You really need to stay off twitter.” “Your mind. Wow sister.” Jungkook giggles a little and shoves Hoseok’s shoulder before the sad bunny look comes back. “Namjoon..” Jungkook stops himself.Hoseok sighs. He was a little mad at Jungkook for missing Tae before they’d said goodbye but silently forgave him because if he’d seen Hoseok being lifted by Seokjin he’d probably run away into the forbidden forest. He knows Tae doesn’t mind much. They’ve been best friends since they were five and he’s always been protective over both of them. He remembers getting into a fight with Muggle boy who’d told Jungkook his dad was a freak and had stolen his handed down Ravenclaw tie. He’d come out the fight with a victory and one less tooth. Everyone bet Hoseok would be a Gryffindor, or even a Slytherin. Hoseok however valued kindness, friendship and hope above all else. “He was pretty bad last night and Yoongi came to the dorm. Thanks for exposing my Britney phase by the way, asshole.” Hoseok grins. “What do you mean phase? This is a Britney world, we just live in it. I exposed your Britney lifestyle.” Jungkook smiles, eyes crinkling and Hoseok smiles back. This is why he was a hufflepuff. He loved making others smile. “Well. Yoongi came in and .. I expected..you know..” “A jealous outrage that would result in your immediate death?” “Yeah!” Jungkook shouts before furrowing his eyes brows again. “Well, he. Well first he saw us cuddling and got? I think he blushed, Hoseok? He was all flushed pink. It was pretty cute-“ Hoseok gaped at Jungkook who just keeps rambling, seeming to need this off his chest. “Anyway. He knew my name? That was crazy. Namjoon also didn’t stop cuddling me. Which was super crazy.” “Can this story get crazier?” Hoseok sniggers. “Hyung...it does.” Jungkook whispers and Hoseok feels his smile fall flat. He grabs Jungkook’s arm and shakes him. “Spill the drink. Now.” Jungkook lets out a loud cackle his high pitched ha’s finally showing and Hoseok grins seeing his friend happy. “Well.” Jungkook takes a deep breath in. “Namjoon wanted to big spoon Yoongi. I took that as they’re about to leave, right? But Yoongi just. He gets on the bed, loses his slytherin tie, and Namjoon rolls over to spoon him. They’re cuddling on my bed.” “So, I’m kind of, lost. I get up and I’m thinking ‘Okay, it’s normal. Joonie is tired and he wants his boyfriend. They can have my bed, I’ll just crash with Taehyung. But..then..” Hoseok slaps Jungkook’s arm. “What?! But then what?!” “Namjoon whines for me and Yoongi grabs my wrist. Yoongi’s like..bright red. He tugs me down. Doesn’t even say a fucking word! When I’m laying down he fucking rests his head on my chest and asks if it’s okay.” “Holy shit.” Hoseok gasps. Jungkook nods rapidly. “I’m. I say ‘yeah it’s nice actually’ just being honest, cause he’s like a little kitten lying on my chest. He looks so embarrassed and Joonie snuggles closer and his arms on my stomach over Yoongi’s. We fell asleep like that.” “And well. I woke up first and Yoongi’s head was in my neck and his legs wrapped around mine. Namjoon’ was draped over his back, his hand under my shirt?” Hoseok can’t contain himself anymore and gets up and starts flailing, barely containing his squeaks. Jungkook laughs and pulls him back down. “I’m just a little confused and a little sad, actually.” Jungkook finishes, his eyes have become watery and all of Hoseok’s giddy excitement dies in a second. He puts a hand on Jungkook’s cheek and scoots closer. “Hey, boob. Don’t cry on me.” Hoseok uses his child nickname for Jungkook. He remembers fondly walking in on Jungkook googling the word boob as a preteen. Jungkook lets out a choked laugh and tears slip down his cheeks. “I just, feel gross, Hyung. I mean I’m happy I could be there for Namjoon but I feel.” “You can say it, Bun. It’s okay.” “I feel used?” Jungkook breaks and Hoseok pulls him to his chest and pets a hand through his hair. “I just. I love Namjoon so much and I always have and,” he chokes on a sob “now I have these weird feelings for Yoongi and they’re both perfect for one another and I’m just-“Hoseok pulls back and gently thumbs away his friends tears.“Don’t you dare finish that sentence off with a deprecating comment, boob. Don’t.” Jungkook shakes his head.“I’m just a stupid kid. You know?” Hoseok gently nudges Jungkook’s forehead with his.“Are you going to lovingly head-but me into not being sad?” Hoseok snorts and doesn’t comment on how tight Jungkook is clutching onto his robes. He rubs Jungkook’s back. They’re sat at the back of the library, hidden behind the shelves and away from everyone. “You’re not a stupid kid. You’re Jeon Jungkook. You shine bright at everything you do. You’re the golden ravenclaw. It’s not a bad thing that your heart loves fast. It’s bad that there’s been no communication.” Jungkook sniffles but beams at Hoseok. He gently pulls him into a hug and Hoseok goes willingly. Sat on the floor on hogwarts library floor. Hoseok plans the death of Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi. - It’s after Hoseok’s joined Jungkook for an impromptu photo shoot, FaceTiming Taehyung and playing a bad game of quidditch, that Hoseok goes to hunt down the two people on his hit list. He made sure Jungkook was tucked into bed and asleep before he thumped his way down to the dining hall. He slipped through the doors and towards the Gryffindor table when he’d spotted his two main targets. Seokjin was there too but Hoseok hardly cared for once. “Hoseok!” Namjoon beamed “Hey!” Hoseok stormed up to the table and didn’t bother sitting down. Only Yoongi seemed to catch his bad mood. “Feeling better Namjoon?”Namjoon nodded and Hoseok watched in disdain as Yoongi protectively wound an arm around Namjoon and opened his mouth. Hoseok cut him off before he could speak.“Don’t even try it, Min.” “Hoseok?” He heard Seokjin ask in a steady voice, devoid of his usual humour.“Listen to me you two. Don’t you think for a single fucking second that you’re going to get off easy toying with Jungkook.” Hoseok hissed. Namjoon’s eyes widened and Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows having the decency to look guilty. “Wha-? Hoseok. What?” Namjoon sputtered, eyes wide. “Hoseok it’s my fault for kissing Jungkook, don’t take this out on-“ Hoseok felt his vision turn red. “You kissed Jungkook?! You fucking what?!” “Hoseok.” Seokjin levelled standing up next to him, grabbing his hand. For once Hoseok didn’t peel away. He quickly wrapped his hand around Seokjin’s, squeezing gently. “You listen here. Both of you. You’re not dumb or blind. You both know how Jungkook feels about you both and whatever fucked up game you’re playing with him better stop. If I ever have to hug that kid - that kid whose basically my brother - whilst he’s crying and saying he feels used. Not only will you never speak to me, or either of my kid brothers, but I’ll make sure you sincerely fucking regret it. Fix your mess, assholes. You get a last chance since Jungkook’s hearts so big. Don’t fuck this up.” Namjoon wipes the tears that have rolled down his cheeks and Yoongi is looking down at his feet. Hoseok could feel guilty but he’s never seen Jungkook sound so unsure of himself and he’s glad Namjoon and Yoongi feel some sort of shame.“I..Hoseokie..I.” Namjoon tries but fails. He gives up when Yoongi stands up and storms out the hall. Namjoon hesitates before getting up and following him out. Hoseok’s still holding Seokjin’s hand. He doesn’t want to let go. Now that he’s actual gone red in rage, he’s acutely aware that his feelings for Seokjin weren’t anything close to rage. He’s too pent up to have that crisis right now. He feels the comedown and the shaking that comes from being so angry.Seokjin squeezes his hand and runs a hand up and down his back tentatively. When hoseok leans against him, Jin takes it as content to properly rub his back. Hoseok hides his head in Jin’s chest. He smells like flowers. “Do you wear perfume?” Hoseok mutters. Seokjin lets out a weak laugh.“Yep.” “Huh, s’nice.”Hoseok’s too tired. He’s emotionally drained. He sags into Seokjin’s chest, letting his eyes shut. Right now, Seokjin’s the only one Hoseok feels comfortable enough to be vulnerable enough around. He doesn’t hate him. He has a huge big gay crush on the Gryffindor and he’s so used to dealing with others emotions he’d thought he’d hated him. Merlin. Hoseok’s stupid. Merlin. Seokjin is really nice to cuddle into.“Hoseok, you gotta stay awake for me sweetie.” Sweetie. Hoseok preens and hums happily. It feels nice to be the one being held. “Hoseokie, do you. Do you trust me?” Hoseok thinks for a while. His friend circle had been inter-lapping with Seokjin’s for a while. He remembers when Seokjin had embarrassed himself on purpose after Hoseok had tripped once during dinner. He remembers Seokjin‘s stupid jokes and stupid pickup lines that would make a bad day bearable. His laugh that makes him think of home. The way he was brave in the ways no one recognised. His boldness. His attentiveness to Hoseok. “Yeah, Jin. I do.” Hoseok can feel Seokjin’s body relax and the grin on his face. “Go to sleep, Hoseokie.” Jin wraps his arms securely around Hoseok. Hoseok can’t help but slowly fall into sleep. Happy to leave everything for later.

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Hoseok loves company. He loves being around others, thrives off the energy in social interaction. He likes skinship and cuddling up. He liked this stuff mostly in a platonic sense seeing as his romantic experience was almost zero. Being flung into magic school was enough to keep him occupied from love and romance, apart from the odd love protected magic that he hated. Hoseok figured he was content surviving off friendly hugs and sitting close with his friends. He might’ve been fine. Now. Now he doesn’t think he’ll survive a day without attention from Seokjin. Seokjin was still asleep when Hoseok had woken up curled in his lap. They were sat in a big chair in the Gryffindor common room. Hoseok had woken up with his head tucked into Seokjin’s neck, one arm loosely handing around the back of his neck and a hand resting on his chest. There was a warm blanket draped over them next to the fireplace. He’d woken up to falling books but the room had been empty – give or take some passing students – since then. His cheeks were pink from the warmth of Seokjin’s body but he didn’t want to move. Seokjin’s neck was tipped back against the chair in what should’ve been an unflattering angle but he just looked vogue worth, as per. Hoseok looked at Seokjin’s thick neck before he trailed up to his plump lips and fanned out blonde hair. Hoseok whined to himself. Seokjin was far too handsome. Now that Hoseok was out his denial, he plotted how to flirt with Seokjin effectively enough that the slow burn would be skipped and he could acquire one boyfriend.Hoseok nuzzled Seokjin’s neck and mumbled his name sleepily. Seokjin barely reacted and Hoseok was getting impatient. He wanted to begin Plan Get A Boyfriend ( Perferably Seokjin ) right now and Hoseok wasn’t anything if not bold so he roughly shook Seokjin’s shoulders until the boy squeaked and jolted awake. Hoseok felt warm hands grab his waist and shoulders that pulled him into Seokjin’s chest, almost protective like. Hoseok hummed contentedly and nuzzled into Seokjin’s neck who after a couple seconds went rigid. “Hoseok is that the real you..” “No it’s Seokho, his evil twin.” Hoseok rolled his eyes. Seokjin’s tight hold on him had gone slack so he pulled the arms back around him. “Makes sense considering Jung Hoseok would never willingly – “ Seokjin cut himself with a squeak when Hoseok manoeuvred himself to be eye level and kissed Seokjin’s nose. He watched smugly as his face coloured blush and eyes went wide. Payback. “Maybe Hoseok realised he’s had a crush on you ever since you started randomly blowing kisses at him but thought they were just condescending at the time because you never actually interacted with him.” Hoseok admitted. Randomly during the year Seokjin had randomly started sending him flying kisses even though they’d never really interacted. It was right after his dance performance for the anniversary of Hogwarts where he’d ended his performances with a flying kiss. The dance had been abstract and used a lot of Muggle techniques, and though it’d went down well, the sudden kisses felt like some sort of teasing. Hoseok had felt embarrassed about his tiny crush on Seokjin and tried hating him instead. It didn’t work well considering he was now sat on said man’s lap, gently brushing his lips against his neck. Seokjin’s tense posture faded and his eyebrows furrowed. Seokjin tilted his body sideways a little so they were facing one another. Hoseok slid further into Seokjin’s lap, legs now hung over the cough and arms firmly sling around Seokjin’s neck. Seokjin placed a hand on his back and began gently soothing up and down. Hoseok felt himself go limp in his hold. “I..Merlin,” Seokjin takes in a deep breath “I admit that I hadn’t really taken special notice of you until I’d seen you dance. I know we hung out a couple times but I was mostly smashed on Jimin’s very own, very alcoholic, fairy beer.” “I remember you gave Jungkook bunny ears because you’d sneezed.” Hoseok grins and ignores the drop in his gut at the reminder of Jungkook. “That stuff is so powerful that you ooze magic. You know that crackling aura Jimin sometimes has? It’s just the aftermath of too much fairy beer.” Hoseok hums and thinks about Taehyung and his hopeless crush on Jimin. “The first time I soberly took you in was when you were dancing and I was. I was pretty much screwed at first sight.” Seokjin sighs looking at Hoseok with his full attention. “I remember thinking all day and all that week thinking about you, non stop. How pretty, how talented, how bright. It was the day Namjoon had a panic attack at the quidditch match and I’d watched you calm him down and comfort him. I was at that point, so gone that my only reflex response was to channel ‘Confident Jock Jin’ and .. blow kisses and wink at you.”Hoseok feels like his grins too big for his face. He leans closer to Seokjin and when Seokjin nods and puts a hand in the back of his hair, he meets him halfway in their first kiss. Seokjin’s lips are soft and warm, he tastes like the honey that’d been served with dinner. It’s slow and soft at first, they move around until they find the right angle, noses bumping a few times and breathless laughs escaping before kissing again. Hoseok sags into Seokjin when they find the perfect angle and Seokjin’s tongue swipes against his lips which he opens in a subdued whimper. Seokjin’s hand gently holds Hoseok’s jaw before it tightens a little and tilts his head back. Seokjin bites playfully at Hoseok’s bottom lip before pulling back and licking his own lips. Hoseok whines and attempts to get Seokjin’s lips back on his immediately but Seokjin only pecks him a few times before he gently slaps Hoseok’s thigh as he gets whiner for more kisses. “I have to know you mean this. I know I don’t come off as the serious type but I want us to be serious. I want to take you on dates and actually have all our friends hang out.” Hoseok feels his heart flutter and he feels the giddy feeling you get when you’re pleasantly surprised but Hoseok’s well aware that whilst he’s happy three of his closest friends aren’t and Jin’s two other best friends have a part in that. Combined, their five friends are all generally unhappy and as much as Hoseok whined and longed to just kiss Seokjin all day and plan dates. He has an obligation to his friends.“I want that too, Jinnie,.” Hoseok allows a small smug smile when the nickname earns him another kiss. “But before we do the dates and stuff, we have to help our friends.” Hoseok expects Seokjin to be disappointed and to just outright tell Hoseok that if he was going to be like that then Hoseok could get lost. Hoseok will never apologise for putting his loved ones above himself if it’s what needs to be done. Luckily he doesn’t have to. “You’re right. And it’s super hot that you’re so moral. Is it moral to be turned on by morals?” Hoseok groans and tries to roll off Seokjin’s lap jokingly and happily giggles when he’s pulled back and receives kisses all over his neck.“Are we boyfriends though? I can wait but, I’d like it..if we were.” Seokjin mumbles against Hoseok’s neck who nods. “Unoffical boyfriends on a mission to end their friends slow burn angst.” Seokjin kisses him again. Hoseok found himself smiling stupid. - Phase One : 95 problems and Park Jimin’s parents are all of them. The other 5 is global warming. Hoseok seen Yoongi at breakfast and found himself still tensing with anger. Seokjin had noticed and quickly taken him away into an empty classroom. Hoseok had thanked him with a kiss and it may have turned into a heated makeout session with Hoseok pressed against the wall and Seokjins hands on his ass.

Once they’d calm downed they’d tried to figure out why Taehyung and Jimin are so obviously boyfriends but not official boyfriends. Hoseok had asked Taehyung a couple times about their situation but never felt comfortable divulging information Jimin had shared to him privately. Hoseok feels himself missing his golden hearted brother but doesn’t mind missing him when Seokjin kisses his cheek and promises to fill in on those missing cuddles until Taehyung is back, all the while including mandatory boyfriend ones. Apparently apart from Hoseok who doesn’t listen to drama, it’s common knowledge that Park Jimin is from a severely elitist pureblood family – same as Yoongi though he’d known that at least seeing as he was Namjoon’s boyfriend. Unlike Yoongi’s family who are notoriously homophobic, Jimin’s are elitist in its highest form. They despise anyone with ‘dirty blood’. Hoseok’s blood boils thinking about anyone calling his brother dirty because their father was a muggle and their mother preferred a muggle lifestyle. Magic was embraced openly in their home although unconventionally. That’s the reason Taehyung’s magic was a little all over the place in the best of ways, learning from their mother. Of course though, Taehyung wasn’t as forward as Hoseok. He was strong but whilst Hoseok’s first response was fight, Taehyung’s was to understand. Taehyung would try to understand their old bullies and become friends with them. Even forcing Hoseok to give them back the teeth he’d accidentally kicked out or apologise for the black eyes. So, although Hoseok would’ve responded with anger and action, Taehyung was more likely to curl into himself and try to minimise Jimin being hurt in anyway. “Jimin’s terrified his parents will hurt Taehyung or arrange him to move schools if they catch word of him being hopelessly in love with someone of muggle born upbringing. They did it to his sister, who thankfully, said fuck off and got away but, her girlfriend was rich and she didn’t care about magic. Jimin loves magic and he doesn’t have access to any money.” Hoseok sighs, writing some astronomy notes as Seokjin bubbles a potion. They were plotting but they were still students and they both had ambitions. “I was wondering why Taehyung wasn’t being more forward, he’s usually very confident and social. I think Jimin’s mixed signals are fucking with his head.” Seokjin nods as he crushes some Ivory. “You swear. A lot.” Hoseok looks up from his notes. He does say fuck quite a lot. “Muggle household mixed with magic. My dad swears so much because my mom never stops randomly enchanting things to clean themselves. My mum loves guests and she fosters a lot so the house is chaotic, which means, swearing is a given.” Seokjin smiles in acknowledgment but doesn’t reply as he focuses on measuring the volume of dragon scales he needs for his potion. Hoseok thinks about the differences in Taehyung and Jimin’s upbringing. He sits his pen down and goes round to Seokjin to hug around his slim waist. Seokjin easily leaves the scales and turns round to fully embrace Hoseok, which he gladly melts into. “Does Jimin have to be at home?” “Mm, they want him out of school so they can keep the happy family act up but they’re never home anyway. Jiminie say’s he visits his sisters and he and Yoongi have stayed at mine before.” “You have to tell me about your family when we go on our first date. Remember so you can think of the best stories.” Seokjin lets out his laugh and it makes him think of home so much it snaps him back into his train of thought. “I think I have a plan. I should FaceTime Taehyung. I’ll see you at dinner and update you.” Hoseok kisses Seokjin’s jaw whose went back to his potion and leaves the quiet room. He has plotting to do. -“Seoksie, I miss you so bad.” Taehyung whines, falling backwards into his bed. “It’s only been a day.” Hoseok jokes but then feels himself get lost in thinking about how much has happened already. It’s night time and though Hosoek had started the day fighting Seokjin now he was kissing him. “Mom already stuffed me and Dad is taking dance lessons. Cousin Irene is suing someone and Jungkook cried on the phone like an hour ago.” Hoseok instantly feels guilt eat at him knowing Jungkook has woken up alone and then sad called Taehyung when Hoseok could’ve been cuddling him but was instead with Seokjin. Taehyung catches his expression and shouts a quick succession of no’s. “He told me how you spent from morning until dinner with him and tucked him into bed. You did enough, he also just needed a cry. I asked him to maybe try and sit down with Namjoon and Yoongi but he says he’s not ready for that.” Yeah. I don’t think any of them are ready after dinner, Hoseok thinks.“It’s too late to think about that right now, Tae. I actually got an idea I wanted to run by you before I went to sleep.” “Oh no. This is never good. If you’re thinking about dying your hair again don’t. Your hairs crunchy enough.” Hoseok sticks a middle finger up and gently runs a hand through his damaged hair. Hoseoks had been just below his ears for a year now after he’d stripped all the dye out. Taehyung refused to let him cut his curls. Seokjins was dyed blonde and so so soft. He’d have to ask how. “No you asshole. I was actually going to ask you about inviting Park Jimin to spend the holidays with you guys?”Hoseok watches Tae’s eyes widen and mouth open probably with excuses and questions but Hoseok interrupts. “I know I was being difficult this morning but you’re undying love isn’t going to die anytime soon and I don’t want you to emo text me like Jungkook. I know you’re missing the babies in the house and you’re probably bored without tiny people to hoard.” Taehyung’s giggles lighten Hoseok’s heavy chest.“I know you understand him. You say he’s sweet and kind and generous and loving. I don’t think good people should be alone and I think he deserves to feel a happy home. I think you deserve to have some fun and to be able to be yourself around him.” Hoseok hears Tae’s shaky sigh. “You can also get dad off your back about finally getting a boyfriend.” Taehyung laughs and groans. “He really wants me to have a boyfriend.” They both giggle and talk a little more about old family memories before Hoseok’s eyes are shutting without his permission and his speech is slurring. Taehyung finishes showing Hoseok pictures of Yeotan in a tree costume looking very angry and smiles. “I think I’ll send Jiminie a photo of Yeotan and then invite him. Thank you Hoseokie. I love you. I hope you dream of Seokjin.” Taehyung teases before giggling and hanging up. Hoseok snickers. Taehyung probably thought he’d get defensive and angry.Hoseok’s smug smile doesn’t waver as he gets of bed to let Seokjin in and cuddle with him. Seokjin lets Hoseok rest his head on his chest and throw a leg over him. Hoseok’s giddy as they laugh at stupid puns and things they dreamed of as a kid. This all felt so natural with Jin. He felt safe. Hoseok falls asleep thinking that he’d done pretty good for himself in just one day. Go hufflepuffs.

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Hoseok wakes up with no Seokjin in his bed and is extremely grumpy. They’d spent the entirety of yesterday making out in bed and talking about anything and everything. Hoseok had felt warm every time Seokjin would stop a sentence to kiss him and claim he was too cute to not kiss. He’d felt himself getting spaced out as time went on and more pliant in his boyfriends arms. Whining and burrowing into Seokjin’s warm neck. He’d been bright red and tried to runaway when his head had gotten a little clearer but Seokjin had forced him to stay pressed against him under the blankets and kissed his face until he’d eased. The easy display of strength over Hoseok hadn’t helped his flushed cheeks.“What was that?” Seokjin had gently asked, running a comforting hand through his hair. And moving so their legs were intertwined. Hoseok whined, too embarrassed and tried to wiggle away but was firmly stuck. “Baby.” Hoseok felt his body go loose and he flicked his eyes up to his boyfriend. He felt fuzzier again and suddenly getting away from Seokjin was the worst idea possible. “My baby. What do you want? What does my Hoseokie want?” Seokjin soothes and Hoseok felt so warm and safe he’d felt himself closing his eyes and drifting off to the feeling of Seokjin all around him. But that feeling was gone now and he wasn’t happy about it. Hoseok wanted his boyfriend and didn’t have energy to do much apart from throw on his hufflepuff jumper and some grey jogging pants. His hair was naturally curled from sleep and frizzy. He definitely had a hickey on his neck. Hoseok, however, was far too tired and needy to care about anything else. Hoseok really just wanted to hug his boyfriend. However, It doesn’t register to Hoseok that climbing into Seokjin’s lap and nuzzling into him, directly across from Namjoon and in Jungkook’s view, isn’t an amazing idea. “Uh...Hoseokie..” Jin startles and Hoseoks still fuzzy from yesterday and doesn’t register anything but Seokjin, Seokjin, Seokjin. His eyes stay shut and he pulls back and pouts for a kiss. In retrospect, Seokjin’s not really any better off than Hoseok because only a second later he’s sagged in relief as he feels Seokjin’s warm lips against his and an even warmer hand on his neck. He whines for more when Seokjin pulls away and he’s fully expecting another as he moves back in but a harsh clatter stops them. “You..guys. You? Hoseok..you. What the fuck?!” Namjoon spurts. Hoseok feels his stomach sink and tightens his grip into Seokjin’s ratty old Gryffindor sweater, moving himself further into Seokjin’s chest as if to hide himself. Hoseok was notoriously always up for a fight, but not when he was in whatever headspace he was in right now. “Namjoon.” Seokjin tried, sounding serious but Namjoon interrupted with a harsh laugh and the clatter that came from him pushing his cup of tea aside. Hoseok barely registered Jungkook who’d appeared behind Namjoon, looking at Hoseok with a worried glint. “You know what. You’re such a hypocrite, Hoseok. You.. - You threaten me and my boyfriend for whatever we have with Jungkook but you’re - you’re fucking.. you’re fucking the guy you claim to hate on a regular basis. What the fuck?” Hoseok flinches and hides into Seokjin’s shoulders which are unusually tense. He does his best to hold back the tears but the telltale shake of his shoulders gives him away to Jungkook - whose always hated seeing Hoseok cry more than anything. Claiming “the sun should never be sad.” “Kim Namjoon, you have been my best friend since we were small but if you keep upsetting my Hoseokie, I won’t hesitate to blast you across this dining hall.” Seokjin threatens lowly, his hand tight and projective on Hoseok’s waist. When Namjoon opens his mouth angrily, Seokjin pulls Hoseok away from him and stands up. Hoseok, feeling insanely vulnerable can’t hide the harsh sob that escapes as Seokjin stands up. He’s wrapped up quickly by another strong pair of arms. Hoseok leans into Jungkook, happy to be held in familiar protective arms.“He - he fucking ruined what me and Yoongi had started with Jungkook. And - and I haven’t seen Yoongi since he’d stormed out. H-Hyung. I haven’t. I haven’t seen him. I. Merlin.” Hoseok can’t focus on anything properly. His heart hurts but he knows Namjoon’s crying and even though he’s so, so upset, he wants to hug his best friend so badly. “Joonie..” Hoseok whines, still curled up beside Jungkook whose hands are shaking on Hoseok’s back where he holds him. Seokjin defensively places himself in front of Hoseok and eyes Namjoon warningly. He only steps back when Hoseok gently reaches out and tugs his hand. Seokjin eyes Namjoon for a while longer before he helps Hoseok stand up and shields him with his back. Hoseok quietly wraps his arms around Seokjin’s back, resting his hands on his hips and pressing his head into his back. Jungkook had pressed a kiss to his cheek to which he’d sniffled and kissed his back before Jungkook moved towards Namjoon who was shaky and teary eyed. “I didn’t know ‘we had something’ and the only people who ruined it if we did, were you and Yoongi.” Jungkook breathed out shakily, pressing a finger into Namjoon’s chest who looked devastated. “But right now. Right now, I just want to take a walk with you and I want to find Hyung. So.” Jungkook extended his hand and Namjoon took it with a harsh sob wracking his chest. Jungkook turned to Seokjin. “Take care of him, please.” Seokjin didn’t skip a beat. “Of course.” – Hoseok feels better as he sits back against Seokjin’s chest, with hot chocolate and Taiyaki filled with chocolate that Seokjin had made. They’re in the Hufflepuff dorm which is practically empty this time of year. Seokjin’s thighs bracket Hoseok, as they lay on the long couch. Seokjin had kissed Hoseok’s tears away and rubbed his chest that was sore from crying. He’d come out the depths of subspace and was only feeling pleasantly affectionate and clingy. Jungkook had texted him telling him not to worry and a while ago he’d received an impromptu “i lov uuuu” text from Taehyung and he felt considerably better. Seokjin was quietly humming and rubbing gentle circles on Hoseok’s stomach, under his sweatshirt. Hoseok thought about his boyfriends protective stance and the way he’d gripped onto Hoseok’s waist - almost bruising. He’s filled with affection but he also feels a rush up his spine. He’d told Seokjin about subspace when they’d started getting more intimate, knowing he had to be as open as possible about that. Seokjin had simply kissed his nose and insisted it was cute. He thought about how he’d called him his baby and heat settles in his gut. He puts down his empty mug and turns himself around, now in Seokjin’s lap. “Can I have kisses?”He feels Seokjin’s happy grumble once he’d pressed his lips against Hoseok’s in response. Hoseok had realised that Seokjin was more quiet and subdued privately and Hoseok liked how serene he was, making his usually busy mind, more relaxed. Hoseok licks across Seokjin’s bottom lip before gently nibbling and scratching his nails gently down the back of his neck. Seokjin groans and tilts his head back and Hoseok happily moves and openly mouths across his boyfriends neck, leaving small love bites as he goes. He barely notices himself grinding on Seokjin’s thigh until his hips are being pressed down against it by Seokjin’s hands on his waist and his cock rubs against the muscled thigh. Hoseok lets out a choked whine and jolts once Seokjin controls his hips again and grinds him down - again. He grasps Seokjin’s shirt again, loosening and tightening as he’s pressed against Seokjin’s thigh, riding him but only as Seokjin controls him. He lets out pleased moans but the layers trapping his cock aren’t satisfying enough. He feels a thumb wipe across his chin and blushes when he realises he’d been drooling. He looks at Seokjin under his eyelashes and moves to suck Seokjin’s thumb into his mouth, where he runs his tongue across the pad of it. “My drooling baby, huh? Are you hard darling?” Hoseok gasps around the digit in his mouth and tries to gurgle a yes even with Seokjin’s thumb pressing down on his tongue, more drool leaving his lips. “Mm, you want to ride my thigh, pretty? Wanna rub your cock against me? Hmmm?” He takes his thumb out and moves a hand to cup Hoseok’s ass. “Hn, y-yeah. Please, Hyung. Please. Please let me. I wanna.” Hoseok begs weakly rutting his hips but stopping when Seokjin lightly whacks his thigh. “You want to what baby? Tell me. Nice and clear.” Hoseok flushes and opens his mouth and shuts it before he feels Seokjin’s palm press down on his crotch and he lets out a loud whine.“I wanna. Wanna ride your thigh, Hyung. Wanna rub my cock on you, like you said. Puh-lease.” He hiccups out, tiny tears slipping out.“You know the traffic light system? Hmm baby?” Seokjin asks softly, pecking Hoseok’s lips, calming him down a little. “M-mhm.” Hoseok sighs, licking his lips and sitting still like Seokjin wants him. He wants to be good. “What’s your colour then, Hoseokie?” “Green. Green, Hyung. M’good. Good for you. Puhlease.” Seokjin rewards him with a bruising kiss. One hand tight in his hair, titling him back at the angle he wants and the other slipping his own joggers and boxers off. Hoseok licks into Seokjin’s mouth before pulling off to ogle at his Hyung’s pretty cock and wrap his hand around it, smiling happily at his Hyung’s deep inhale and throaty moan. “Pant’s off baby. Ride my thigh like you said you wanted.” Hoseok doesn’t waste time and pulls his own clothes off, before settling back against Seokjin’s leg, which is brought up to press against Hoseok’s flushed cock. “So pretty, Hoseokie. So gorgeous for me. Go ahead, baby, when you‘re ready”Hoseok rest his hands against Seokjin’s shoulders and starts moving his hips back and forth, precum making the slide easier and when Seokjin decides its not good enough he pushes his fingers in Hoseok’s mouth and makes Hoseok drool all over them until they’re dripping. Seokjin wraps his wet fingers around Hoseok, making the slide easier. Hoseok lets outs whines and pants, looking at his Hyung whose pupils are almost black, staring hungrily at Hoseok, thick lips bruised and puffy. Hoseok moves faster and grabs onto the back Seokjin’s neck. He doesn’t need to vocalise what he needs when Seokjin kisses him and grabs his hips to guide him down more precisely and harder. Hoseok gasps and lets out a succession of “Hyung, Seokjinnie Hyung, Hyung.” and grabs Seokjin’s cock, gathering precum at the slit to slide up and down his length. Seokjin’s throaty moans only urge Hoseok closer to coming. When Seokjin moves a finger, still wet from where Hoseok has sucked it, and circles Hoseok’s hole it sends him over the edge and he cum’s, spurts of come splattering against Seokjin’s thigh. “Good boy. Oh, you’re so good, Hoseokie. So pretty and messy.” Seokjin keeps grinding his limp body against his thigh until he’s been milked of all his come and oversensitsed to the point where it’s not good any longer. He gently tells Seokjin “yellow” and Seokjin slows down and then stops, letting Hoseok come down slowly. Seokjin kisses Hoseok sweetly and rubs an affectionate hand up and down his bare thigh. “You did so good, baby. Did such a great job for me.” Hoseok lazily jacks Seokjin off to completion whilst leisurely licking into is mouth. When he comes, Hoseok licks the come off his fingers, causing Seokjin to grasp his chin and kiss him heatedly before flopping back again. “We need to shower.” Seokjin mumbles and Hoseok only has the energy to hum in response, cuddled into Seokjin and feeling blissfully fuzzy. He makes no attempt to move and nibbles gently on Seokjin’s jaw. “Carry me.” Hoseok mumbles and only opens his eyes when he feels himself being lifted bridal style. He squeaks and moves his shirt down to cover himself as Seokjin lightly taps his ass before he moved towards the bedroom where the shower is. “Lazy baby.” Hoseok kisses Seokjin’s nose.“Your lazy baby.” –After Seokjin had cuddled Hoseok to sleep and then kissed him awake, telling him he had to go finish an essay for Defence, Hoseok felt back to his normal self. The bubbling rage at Namjoon was almost enough to make him leave his bed to go hunt him down but, his hips were sore from where Seokjin had gripped them and a FaceTime call from Taehyung kept him bundled in bed. “Hoseokie!! You’ll never believe what happened to me.”Hoseok grins and turns to his side, only his face popping out from the blankets. He felt his anger die out as he looked at his brothers boxy smile and flushed cheeks. He wasn’t wearing any makeup that he usually wore in school and his fringe was held back by a hair clip. “I’m a wizard, Taehyung. Nothing is unbelievable to me.” He watches Taehyung stick his tongue out and walk into his room where the walls are covered with art pieces and photo’s he’d taken over the years. He spins round and Hoseok catches a glimpse of pink hair in the background. “Taehyung did you dye Yeotan pink?!” Taehyung’s eyes go wide and his mouth forms an ‘oh’ and Hoseok knows he’s lying before the lie is even fully formed. “... I did?....” Hoseok levels his brother with a stare until he huffs and lowers the camera to show a fluffy looking Park Jimin. A fluffy pink haired Park Jimin. “Taehyung what did you do to the poor boy. I told you to invite him for the holidays not kidnap and torture him.” Taehyung splutters and he hears an airy giggle from Jimin. Hoseok does his best to hide his shock at seeing this side of the slytherin prefect. Jimin appears in frame beside Taehyung, just a little tinier. He looks like he’s just woken up and shyly waves at Hoseok. Hoseok feels shame burn at his chest at how he’d predetermined his opinions of him before he’d known him. Hoseok despised when people assumed he was a soft and fragile pushover and yet here he was, judging Jimin and Seokjin for their house categories. Maybe Namjoon was right. “Hyung? You okay?” Taehyung asks gently, eyes wide and attentive. Jimin has rested his head against Taehyung’s shoulder and seems completely at ease. Also a weird look on him. “Sorry, Tae. I just woke up from a pretty heavy sleep. I’m still a little spacey.” He’s not lying. A very deep post orgasm sleep. “I like your hair, Jimin. It suits you really well.” Hoseok smiles and smiles wider at Jimin’s surprised face. Taehyung’s smile gets brighter and he runs his hand through the pastel locks. “Mum dyed it for him. He mentioned wanting dyed hair like hers and she practically flew to get hair dye for him.” Hoseok feels warm watching how Jimin’s cheeks get red and Taehyung smiles at him. “Ugh, you guys are so gross.” Hoseok teases and Taehyung goes red this time. Jimin smiles proudly at Hoseok through the screen and kisses Taehyung’s cheek. Hoseok is simultaneously grossed out and happy he’s so affectionate, knowing Taehyung loves affection. “I have tons of gross boyfriend photos too now -“ Jimin opens his mouth to say Hyung but stops himself and Hoseok gives him a reassuring smile. “I need to get your number then so you can send me them. You can save me as ‘Handsome Hyung’.” Jimin giggles and Taehyung looks like he’s going to start floating in sheer happiness. When he was younger and his magic wasn’t in control, Taehyung would often find himself levitating when he was overcome with emotion. Trying to catch a very upset and floating Taehyung was always a household task. Taehyung’s always been overflowing with magic and Jimin’s magic crackles around him too. Standing next to one another, Hoseok imagines they’d be hard to look at for too long in person. “Ah, sorry, Hyung. Seokjin already claimed that one.” Hoseok fights hard to subdue his cheesy grin at the mention of his boyfriend. “Anyway, what were you about to tell me I couldn’t believe?” Taehyung gasps and Jimin lets out a heavy sigh. “Well it includes Cousin Irene and a lot of magically summoned lube in the bathtub and - “ - – Hoseok’s in the Owlery, a much larger fireball on his shoulder. He’d simply named the little dragon Mickey. The first thing Hoseok had done was let him loose in the forest so he could hunt and fly as much as he wanted freely. It’d been a few days since then and he’d come back much bigger and much more calm. Dragons grew faster than most, especially Fireball’s who had to learn to control their fire quickly or risk dying at a young age. The dragon had come back to visit him, maturer and still friendly towards him. Hoseok was glad the dragon had maintained their bond and happily let Mickey climb on his shoulder where he’d fallen asleep, heavy tail thumping against his back. Hoseok was tending to Jimin’s owl who had very specific instructions on how to be fed. A pure bred owl with pristine white feathers who was absolutely beautiful. Jimin said he’d named her Promise. Hoseok wasn’t worried about a picky Owl, feeling his most comfortable when working with magical creatures. He opened the cage and stood still in her line of vision whilst she bobbed and weaved her head, large blue eyes curiously fixed on Hoseok. Hoseok watched as she stood straighter and pulled her feathers in tightly, a show of alarm. Hoseok quickly stood back and gave her more space. It was true that snowy owls were much more solitary than any other owl, so Hoseok made sure his posture was as non threatening and gave as much space as he could. Mickey huffed out a puff of fire as he slept and Hoseok watched Promise’s feathers puff back out, feeling more comfortable with space. With magical creatures, they often recognised magical auras and the reaction of other creatures. Hoseok, having a newly matured dragon comfortably on his shoulder must’ve been a sign that Hoseok could be trusted and Promise slowly stepped further out her large space, closer to the open cage door. “You’re really good at this.” Hoseok barely contained his flinch of surprise, not wanting to alarm Promise or Mickey. He turned to a tired looking Yoongi walking towards him. “Promise is really picky. She only likes wizards who have really powerful auras. Probably why she likes Jimin and Taehyung.” “Taehyung?” Yoongi crosses his arm and nods, standing next Hoseok. “Jimin took him to meet her once. That’s when I knew he was head over heels.” Hoseok lets out a small huff of amusement and moves to get Promises’s food. Dead mice that Jimin kept in storage and carefully placed some in Promises feeding bowl. The owl hopped over to the the stand, hovering close to Hoseok but non threatening. “She recognises that you have powerful magic too. She hates me, probably knows I’m a coward.” Hoseok sighed and put the bucket down and moved to turn towards Yoongi who was firmly looking at his feet. “I’m not really a powerful wizard. Not like Jimin, or Namjoon..or Jungkook.”Hoseok stays silent waiting for Yoongi to finish. “I know - I know I fucked up. And there’s no excuse but I never meant to hurt Jungkook. Hoseok. I would never do that. I know everyone thinks I’m a heartless death eater and that the only reason Namjoon’s with me is because I’m too possessive to let him go, but, it’s not true.” Hoseok breathes in, trying to ignore the burning in his eyes. Yoongi looks so beaten down and dejected and Hoseok couldn’t imagine everyone thinking the worst of him just because of how he was born. In fact, people who thought him as less because he was half muggle already made him so upset. “I’m so fucking bad at..expressing what I want. I like.. I like Jungkook so much and I just wanted to show him that and I didn’t think he’d be so hurt by it and I -“Hoseok rushes forward and pulls the smaller man into his chest. He feels Yoongi tense before he melts into the embrace and tightens his arms around Hoseok’s back, shaking gently against him. Hoseok’s sick of being mad lately. “I can’t forgive you because it’s not my place. It wasn’t my place to confront you or Namjoon like I had yesterday either. I’m sorry I accused you.” Hoseok takes a deep breath and rubs a comforting hand against Yoongi’s back. “I really want to be your friend, Min Yoongi. I want you to be able to make Jungkook happy with Namjoon Hyung.” Yoongi laughs into his chest and pulls back. He wipes his tears and looks up at Hoseok. “Seokjin’s going to be so jealous that you hugged me before he’s ever gotten the chance to.” Hoseok laughs to himself. Seokjin’s done much more to Hoseok than hug him. “I take back the friendship request.” “Too late. You’re officially my acquaintance.” “Damnit. The third years are going to think I joined your super intense death cult.” “.....do they seriously think I’m in a death cult?” – Hoseok lets Yoongi shower in his room. The smaller man had teleported himself out of Hogwarts and had spent almost two days wandering the streets, stuck in his own head. Hoseok keeps knocking the door to make sure Yoongi hasn’t fallen asleep in the shower , to which he’s answered with a snip “I’m not a fucking pensioner, Hoseok, let me wash my dick in peace.” Hoseok looks at the photos Jimin had sent of Taehyung looking panicked at a tub of strawberry flavoured lube and one of him playing the piano. Hoseok sends one of Yoongi coming out the shower, a towel wrapped around his head and one fully wrapped around him, above his chest. The voice message he receives back of Jimin’s hysterical laughter results in his being slapped with a wet towel, but is so worth it. Yoongi’s wearing some of Hoseok’s fluffiest pyjama bottoms and an oversized Naruto shirt that Hoseok usually wore during extreme study mode. He’s happily munching some of Hoseok’s hidden muggle gummy worms, curled up like a kitten in one of the couches next to the fireplace. Perks of being a senior means very big, old fashioned rooms. handsome guy 🥰🥺 i can’t .. write anymore. i miss ur cute butt. send me a pic of ur cute butt..please. Hoseok giggles and quickly sends a picture of Yoongi with his cheeks full of gummy worms. handsome guy 🥰🥺 ew its yoongi. wait that’s yoongi. namjoon and jungkook are still looking around for him btw. Hoseok quickly glances up at Yoongi whose in his own world, exploring Hoseok’s old Ipod music selection. me i know. which means it’s the perfect opportunity to make them all confront their dumb gay emotions by locking them in a hufflepuff common room. they’ll never be able to find the way out. well. namjoon might but im relying on his gay panic to prevent that. handsome guy 🥰🥺 ur an evil genuis. i am so hard rn. did i say i was turned on by morals? i guess im super turned on by evil plotting now too. me so what ur saying is ... ur just turned on by me??????? handsome guy 🥰🥺 pretty much , yeah. me good. anyway bring them here so we can run away and u can keep telling me abt that time u won a beauty pageant for woman handsome guy 🥰🥺 damn , i knew i was completely infatuated with u at first hip thrust for a reason me SHUTUP AND BRING THE GAYS – When Yoongi hears Namjoon’s telltale yelp as soon as he enters and inevitably hurt himself somehow, he’s quick to whip his head around to Hoseok whose already leaped off the bed and is halfway out the door. “JUNG HO-“ Hoseok slams the bedroom door shut and books it down the stairs. He’s laughing and flushed when he reaches the two victims standing in the middle of the common room. He skids to a stop next a very guilty looking Joon and quickly pressed a gross sloppy kiss to his cheek and then to Jungkook’s. He’s quick to grab Seokjin’s hand and pull him towards the door when he hears Yoongi’s footsteps and colourful shouts. He looks at the very shocked Jungkook and Namjoon before Seokjin blows them a kiss and shuts the door behind them. Hoseok’s quick to enchant the lock so that it’d take anyone who wasn’t a Hufflepuff a good amount of time to get out.Hoseok feels good and feels the thrum of adrenaline in his system as he pants outside the door. Seokjin’s laughing beside him, wiping tears out of his eyes and before either of them can catch their breaths, Hoseok launches himself at Seokjin and kisses him passionately, hands twisted in his hair. When they pull back Hoseok grin is hurting his cheeks and Seokjin’s hair is sticking in all directions. “We should do this more often.” “We should lock people in rooms, more often?” “Yes.”Seokjin smiles and kisses Hoseok lightly, teasingly squeezing his ass cheek. “I’ve turned you into a criminal. What will your parents say?” Hoseok grins and playfully bites Seokjin’s jaw. “They’ll say thank you for making me happier than I’ve been in a while and for taking care of me.” Seokjin’s playfully smile drops and he looks seriously down at Hoseok. Hoseok blushes at the intense stare and burrows himself into Seokjin’s chest.“You showed me that I don’t need to assume everyone’s awful to protect myself and that it’s okay to let myself be soft. Because soft doesn’t equal weak. You’ve been there for me a way a lot of people haven’t ever bothered to be or gave up trying to be when I didn’t let them in straight away. I really, really, like you.” Hoseok sighs happily when he feels a kiss being pressed against his head and Seokjin’s strong arms holding securely around him.“Not to ruin the soft atmosphere but I’m going to romantically eat your ass so good.” Hoseok lets out a high pitched scoff and jokingly try’s to push Seokjin away, giggling the whole time. “You ruined my sentimental speech you dumbass!” “What?! What?! You don’t want me to romantically eat your ass? I even bought candles and put rose petals that spell out ‘can I eat your ass’ on my bed. Hoseok where are you going! Let me eat your ass!”

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Seokjin wakes up to Hoseok wrapped up against his chest, messy hair tucked underneath his chin. His jumpers rolled up and his tummy is on display. Hoseok’s curled up so his stomach rolls naturally and his hip mole is on display. Seokjin presses a light kiss to the back of his head and lightly rubs Hoseok’s stomach in comforting circles. Hoseok mewls quietly in his sleep and presses his back closer to Seokjin’s chest. Seokjin learned to his pleasant surprise that his boyfriend 1. Prefers to sleep in his boxers. 2. Pets himself when he sleeps because he’s used to fall asleep to his dad doing the same. Seokjin thus really enjoys sleeping with Hoseok. He gets to not only see his boyfriend exquisite thighs but also gets to pet his boyfriend until he falls asleep. Seokjin feels sort out of his body when he thinks about the fact that he’s spooning Jung Hoseok but is quick to come back to Earth when Hoseok twists onto his other side, eyes fluttering open slowly. “Morning Sweetums.” Seokjin kisses his forehead and Hoseok weakly groans and shoves his head into Seokjin’s chest. “Shut it, stupid.” “Oh so I generously spoon you all night so you can sleep without pants like a barbarian without being cold, sacrifice my arm for your head and let you drool on my bed, and this is the treatment I get?!” “You get to feel my ass whenever you want, you’re paying a small price.” “True but for being a brat, I’m not letting you touch my ass at all today.”Hoseok moves away from Seokjin’s chest and has a genuine pout on. “No fair. You know I love your ass.” “And I love morning kisses and boyfriends who are nice to me!” “Fine,” Hoseok kisses him “Good morning,” He kisses him again “My handsome,” Again “Sweet,” Again “Seokjinnie.” And again. Seokjin grabs Hoseok’s chin and kisses back for the last one and moves his hands down to squeeze Hoseok’s ass, resulting in a yelp that’s drowned out by Seokjin sucking on Hoseok’s tongue. When Hoseok whines and fists Seokjin’s jumper, Seokjin pulls back and rolls out of bed. He stretches obnoxiously, hiding his smug grin at Hoseok’s confused expression. He runs a hand through his hair and raises an eyebrow at him. “What’s wrong, baby?” “I hate you.” Hoseok’s glare is barely threatening but his pout is deadly. He looks so betrayed. Seokjin laughs and leans toward to wipe the drool from Hoseok’s chin. “Can’t keep you in bed all day sadly. We have five angsty gays to sort out today .” Hoseok blushes but remains grumpy, grabbing at Seokjin’s shirt again. “It doesn’t have to be today. Keep me in bed all day.” Hoseok whines, crawling to the edge of the bed. Seokjin watches Hoseok’s bare legs as he crawls and looks down at his blushing face as he’s pulled closer to him. “I wanna suck you off. Please can I? Really wanna.” Seokjin gapes at Hoseok, arms limp at his side whilst Hoseok presses his face into Seokjin’s crotch and nuzzles his dick through his joggers. “Mm’ want you in my mouth. Don’t you wanna make your baby happy?” Seokjin shakes his head and lets out a low laugh. He runs a hand gently through his hair before roughly tugging him back and making Hoseok look up at him whilst he whines. “Does my baby want to play?” Seokjin wipes at Hoseok’s wet lips with his thumb.“Mhm. Green. Can I please?” “Only a blowjob and then I’ll get you off in the shower.” Hoseok’s about to whine but Seokjin presses his face back towards his cock and holds him there. Hoseok’s desperate moan makes Seokjin’s cock twitch whilst Hoseok mouths wetly at the fabric at his crotch. “Go on baby, suck me off.” Hoseok’s eager and messy when he’s tugging Seokjin’s pants & boxers down, messily licking the precum from his tip. Seokjin’s too tired to be a little meaner and just runs his hand through Hoseok’s hair and lets him do what he wants - which if he wants to lick up and down his cock and try and swallow him down until he’s tearing up, Seokjin won’t complain. — Seokjin’s happier now that he has Hoseok in his life. He wasn’t unhappy before, in fact he was quite happy. Seokjin knew how to enjoy life. He didn’t care about others opinions, was thoughtful and open minded, laughed at his own jokes and minded his own business. But, it was impossible to not enjoy a second of the day knowing that he was dating Jung Hoseok. Seokjin used to have trouble sleeping. Too busy thinking about his parents back in Australia, who’d long forgotten about him. Sometimes he’d feel like he was just a wind up toy, spilling out jokes and never allowed to feel or rest. Now he has Hoseok with him most nights, talking about all the things they’d missed and about passing thoughts whilst they’d hold hands or lazily shapes on each other’s bare skin. As for feeling like a wind up toy. Hoseok was clear that Seokjin was more of a room filler and a passionate, kind and loving person and that his feelings stemmed from Seokjin’s good nature. “Your exceptional ass and plush lips are a bonus, naturally.” Hoseok is terrifying in the best way. He’s a quick learner, passionate and full of fire. It wasn’t a surprise to Seokjin that his family had seriously bet he’d be a Gryffindor, with blatant disrespect for any rules or boundaries in his way. Seokjin swears Hoseok’s Aphrodite’s descendant, his heart shaped smiles and the hearts in his ears. Not to mention how easily he can rile Seokjin up with just a pout and a flutter of his eyelashes - a move that usually didn’t even work on him. Not even from Jimin back in third year when he’d had some weird ‘power couple’ image on them. Seokjin’s feels a shiver move up his spine thinking about how powerful Taehyung and Jimin are going to be together. He can practically see them going down in magical history. Seokjin looks at the boy he adores. He’s talking about his idea for his next dance routine, whilst his cheeks are stuffed with rice. Seokjin reaches out and wipes a grain of rice that had stuck to his lip and leans his head on his hand, happy to listen to Hoseok ramble about his passion. Hoseok turns a lovely pink and gives Seokjin a sweet smile before he continues talking about his concept. Seokjin’s enamoured by his boyfriend he barely notices the three gay musketeers dramatic entrance. Seokjin supposes they think they’re in slow motion, though they should know the only one who can pull that off was him. Judging by the fifth years faces, they may as well be in slow motion. Min Yoongi, hogwarts ‘bad boy’ whose duelling skills are deadly, Kim Namjoon whose in the top 1% for academia and Jeon Jungkook the golden ravenclaw, all holding hands as they walk towards the Hufflepuff table where Hoseok and Seokjin were sat. Seokjin’s relaxed when Yoongi sits next to him and Namjoon’s and Jungkook squish Hoseok in between them. Judging by the hickeys on Namjoon and Jungkook’s neck, the Three Gays, are pretty relaxed too. It’s quiet for a moment and Seokjin looks at Hoseok who looks beyond relived to be squished between his two closest friends. “You better have not fucked on my bed.” Hoseok breaks the silence, shoving some more rice in his mouth after. Seokjin snickers and roughly pats Yoongi’s lower back, knowing it’s probably sore from all the bottoming he probably did. Yoongi hisses and punches Seokjin’s arm- very weakly, Seokjin notices. “We used Jimin’s bed. Payback.” “Remember when we found him in my bed with two butt ass naked guys, eating the cookies I had stashed for my stress study eating?” Seokjin sighs. He misses his little shit stirrer. “I’ve left my brother to a sex demon.” Hoseok whines and the whole table laughs. “I think Jimin’s the one who should be worried, Hyung. Taehyung told me once that -“ “NOOO.” Hoseok screams covering his ears. Seokjin feels his nose scrunch as he laughs and makes eye contact with Namjoon whose been quietly enjoying the atmosphere, same as he has. Namjoon gives him a quick thumbs up and Seokjin feels his grin widen. “So. What love potion did you use to get Hoseok to care about your ugly ass.” Yoongi drawls once the laughters died down and Seokjin’s smile turns into a dramatic frown as he gasps. “How. Dare. You. Min. Yoongi. I AM YOUR ELDER!” “Great, Yoongi-Hyung, you’ve set him off.” Jungkook giggles. “UGLY? UGLYYY?!” — Seokjin snickers as Yoongi grumbles against his back, trying and failing to hide his gummy grin. “Stop grumbling. I’m just trying to protect your poor ass from any more damage.” Yoongi slaps the back of his head but doesn’t make any move to loosen his hold on Seokjin. “Fuck you old man. I’m only letting you carry me so you can prove to yourself that you’re not completely riddled with old age,” Yoongi gasps “I think I just heard one of your knees crack? Did the arthritis kick in?” Seokjin rolls his eyes but can’t smother his smile. “Jealousy is ugly, Yoongi baby. How’re you going to handle two younger boyfriends when you’re so bitter and petty?” “By letting them wreck my ass.” Seokjin lets Yoongi down when they reach the quidditch pitch and slumps down on the floor against the stadium walls next to him. Seokjin takes the hand Yoongi holds out, intertwining their fingers.“Min Yoongi. Chronic hand holder.” Yoongi snorts and leans his head against Seokjin’s shoulder. They’re quiet for a while. Neither of them really needing to speak for a while. Seokjin and Yoongi seemed like polar opposites most of the time but they were similar in the ways that weren’t superficial. Both introverted and thoughtful. “Are you and Namjoon, okay?” Yoongi mumbles breaking the silence. Seokjin hums and huffs out a cold breath. “We’ve been through a lot worse together. You know how me and Joonie have always been.” “Yeah, a petty argument one second, the next you’re talking about magical marriage laws and regulations on love laws, and then you’re both giggling about something suspicious.” Seokjin snorts. Namjoon and him never really fought and made up, they were always in a constant state of friendship no matter what the argument was about. Now that the situation was solved, Seokjin would be back to teasing Namjoon ruthlessly and annoying the school portraits together. “And..Hoseok, huh?” Yoongi grins. Seokjin grins back. He probably looks lovesick.“Yeah. Hoseok.” Seokjin sighs dreamily. Yoongi’s gags loudly and pushes Seokjin lightly. “Alright that’s enough.” “Sure, Min ‘I’m going to sit in Jungkook’s lap and suck faces with him to make it clear to the entirety of hogwarts that he’s mine now’ Yoongi. I’m gross for saying my boyfriends name.” “Jungkook doesn’t understand the pure twunk power he holds. I had to scare the gross heterosexual second year girls off.” “I had the same thought process but Hoseok said that he and Taehyung have ‘I’m gay’ shirts specifically for that usage.” “That’s fucking genius.” Seokjin hums, smiling stupidly at nothing. “No, really. I’m..happier knowing he’s with us officially. I enjoy having two boyfriends.” “Polyamory. The solution to all our problems.” Yoongi laughs but sobers up quickly. “Really though. Me and Namjoon have always been good together and I love him with my entire being but you know we’ve always felt like we lacked the proper balance.” “There was a clear shifting in dynamic and it was never on equal footing. Jungkook kind of took my heart by storm - and Namjoon’s too,” Yoongi smiles “You know one minute you’re running away from your parents and the next thing you know is this cute bunny kid has moved up to your classes and is making you and your boyfriend feel things.” Seokjin smiles and looks up at the darkening sky. Namjoon and Yoongi have always been really good together but something about Jungkook being in the mix makes more sense. Seokjin mentally checks of three out of five of the obstacles to when he can take Hoseok on cheesy muggle dates. “You know Taehyung and Jimin are going to be back tonight, right?” “Mhm?” Seokjin looks at Yoongi. “I have a plan that I need your help with.” “Oh no.” “Oh yes .” — “My son! MY SON! HES HOME!” Seokjin cries, running towards a newly pink haired Jimin whose walking into the gates of hogwarts with Taehyung by his side. “What is wrong with you?” Jimin mumbles into Seokjin’s chest where he’s being held tightly. Seokjin lifts him and presses a sloppy kiss to his chubby cheeks. Jimin giggles and melts into the embrace, tiny fingers spreading across Seokjin’s back. “I missed you, you little shit. I can’t believe you were living the time of your gay life, dying your hair pink and eating homemade food.” “I missed you too, Hyung. I missed your cooking too.”Seokjin wipes a fake tear and squeezes Jimin one last time before he steps back. Before everyone else catches up to get to them Seokjin leans down to Jimin. “Sneak up to my room after dinner so you can help me dye my hair.” Jimin smiles but then is engulfed by Yoongi, who clings to Jimin and rubs his cheek against his chest like kitten. Jimin giggles and runs his hand through Yoongi’s blonde hair. Seokjin catches Hoseok’s gentle smile when he looks at Yoongi and Jimin as he walks past and feels like he might float off the ground. “Hoseokie!” Taehyung cries when Hoseok’s in sight and flies into his brothers arms, almost knocking him down. He lifts Hoseok off his feet and swings him round. Jungkook’s quick to join the pile and lifts Taehyung up as-well. Hoseok screams to be put down whilst Taehyung and Jungkook giggle and jump around still holding onto one another. “Never leave me with that stupid ass ever again. He locked me in the hufflepuff dorms.” Yoongi fakes a shiver and Seokjin almost jumps up to defend Hoseok but Jimin beats him to it. “Seeing as my boyfriends a hufflepuff and I will be sleeping in his dorms to get away from your annoying ass, I suggest you shut it.” Yoongi and Jimin go on to bicker playfully, obviously having missed being able to tease one another. Namjoon puts an arm around Seokjin’s shoulder and grins watching their friends. “So. When’re you planning on telling Taehyung and Jimin?” Namjoon asks, grinning when Seokjin wraps an arm around his waist. He watches as Yoongi pulls Jungkook in front of him like a human shield and Hoseok brings Jimin into a gentle hug. Taehyung and Jimin both look like they’re going to cry when Hoseok embraces Jimin. Seokjin really loves his boyfriend. “They know but Hoseok doesn’t know that they know. I have a surprise planned for him.” Seokjin catches Taehyung’s eye who grins and winks at Seokjin behind Hoseok’s back. Namjoon just snorts and pulls Seokjin into a proper hug. “Missed your dramatics.” “Missed you too, Joonie.” — Seokjin’s hair is newly dyed black, with Jimin’s magic formula and he’s wearing his hair back, dangling earrings, a black shirt, black skinny jeans and a denim jacket. Yoongi had styled him and Jimin had styled his hair. Jungkook currently has Namjoon in his lap whose holding hands with Yoongi whilst he talks to Jimin whose fixing his lipgloss. They’re in the slytherin common room - Jimin and Yoongi scaring everyone away. There’s a Christmas tree, tinsel everywhere, a mistletoe and food everywhere. Seokjin enchanted instruments to play themselves and they’re playing a gentle melody whilst they wait for Taehyung to bring Hoseok to surprise him with a party. The parties mainly for Hoseok but for everyone in the group who didn’t get to spend time with their family. Seokjin hopes his parents are having a safe and happy holiday, thinking about how they won’t remember him stings less when he knows Hoseok will be here soon and he can hear the loud laughs of Jungkook and Namjoon in the background. When the doors open everyone faces them and watches as Taehyung takes his hands off a confused Hoseok. Seokjin smiles when Hoseok scans the room and bursts into a large smile before he starts tearing up. “W-What? Is? What?” He chokes out trying to hold back his tears and fails miserably when Taehyung back hugs him and whispers a ‘Merry Christmas, big bro.’ Jungkook runs up to him and puts a Santa hat on him before kissing his cheek where tears are running down his face. “Our Hyung planned it.” Jimin speaks out quietly and Seokjin almost feels himself get choked up at being referred to as ‘our hyung’. When Hoseok finally finds him, his eyes grow wider and Seokjin doesn’t miss the glint in his eyes when he takes in Seokjin’s hair and outfit but it’s hidden by his tears and his broken “Seokjinnie..” Hoseok throws himself into Seokjin’s chest, arms around his neck and face hidden in his neck. Seokjin runs a gentle hand through Hoseok’s long hair and rests the other one on his back, rubbing in gentle circles. The music starts playing an upbeat song and everyone else cheers and starts to talk loudly and Jungkook even drags Taehyung out to dance but Seokjin stays holding his sniffling boyfriend. “Happy birthday, my baby.” Seokjin presses a kiss onto the crown of Hoseok’s head and rocks them back and forth gently to the beat. Hoseok giggles and presses gentle kisses into Seokjin’s necks and eventually up to all over his face. Seokjin smiles whilst Hoseok puts both hands on either side of his head and holds him whilst smothering him with kisses. Seokjin moves to rest his hand on Hoseok’s neck and kisses him properly, whilst thumbing away the stray tears on his cheeks. Hoseok makes the kiss more intense when he presses closer to Seokjin and he lets out a breathy moan. “You’re so going to get it tonight.” Hoseok purrs into Seokjin’s ear, lightly biting on his earlobe before Namjoon comes to pull them away and into the party. Seokjin dances with Hoseok until they’re both red, spinning each other around the room and they not even trying to look good whilst they stumble around. Jungkook’s knocked out after a cup of Jimin’s fairy brew and is laying across his boyfriends laps, where Namjoon and Yoongi are whispering and giggling to one another. Namjoon’s hands are in Jungkook’s hair and Yoongi’s hand rests on his thigh. Taehyung and Jimin were sitting holding hands and feeding one another before Taehyung had shyly kissed Jimin shyly under the mistletoe. Seokjin hadn’t seen them since. Seokjin laughs until tears are in his eyes watching Hoseok roll around the floor in laughter. Seokjin helps him up and pulls him into his chest, both of them stumbling, glowing with laughter. Seokjin nuzzles his nose against Hoseok’s and admired his pretty baby.“I have one more supirise..” Seokjin whispers, smiling when Hoseok shivers against him as his hands travel up his back. Hoseok is still catching his breath but falters when he looks in Seokjin’s eyes. “You’re an idiot.” Hoseok giggles and presses a gentle peck to Seokjin’s lips and pulls back. A second later Seokjin’s being kissed again, deeper, slower, with more purpose. Hoseok moves his lips against him teasingly slow, thumbs gently brushing against his jaw like he was trying to remember every second. Seokjin loses himself in Hoseok’s warmth and his eyes flutter open moments after Hoseok breaks the kiss as he gently cradles Seokjin’s face. “But you’re my idiot. My very sweet idiot. Come on, show me this surprise.” Seokjin breaks out of his reverie, something he often finds himself lost in with Hoseok, only when Hoseok tugs on his hand. Seokjin quickly takes Hoseok into his arms and lifts him over his shoulder, purposely bumping him up and down. Seokjin feels light as Hoseok’s squeal turns into airy giggles. — Seokjin’s nervous to show Hoseok the set up in the astronomy tower. He made a pillow fort, filled with all of the comfiest blankets Seokjin could steal from the dorm rooms and there’s two pairs of Seokjin’s Gryffindor sweaters so Hoseok can wear one. It’s dark except the brightness of the stars and Seokjin takes a look at Hoseok under the moonlight whilst he’s still covering his eyes and in the dark. “Alright. Open.” Seokjin stands back and keys Hoseok see where he is. He watches with baited breath as Hoseok’s mouth falls open and he slowly circles the pillow fort and the stars before he throws himself into Seokjin for the second time that night. Expecting it this time, Seokjin lifts Hoseok and spins him around whilst he laughs before placing him down and nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “So..you like it?” Hoseok slaps Seokjin’s arm before he kisses him and giggles happily. “I love it, I love it so much. You are so good and so sweet and so thoughtful and so stupidly sexy and the best.” Hoseok is grumbling cutely whilst he compliments Seokjin whilst kissing and nipping at his neck. Seokjin’s laughs loudly when Hoseok tugs at Seokjin’s black shirt to remove it but barely moves it upwards and whines. “Eager, baby?” Hoseok slides Seokjin’s denim jacket off his shoulders and pulls Seokjin’s shirt off, moving his hands up and down his now bare chest. “I have known you for so little, but longed for you forever,” Hoseok presses a gentle kiss to Seokjin’s chest where his heart is beating so loudly he feels it may escape his chest. “You have made me kinder, happier and gentler. I want to show you how much I appreciate you tonight, Seokjinnie.” Seokjin barely catches his breath when Hoseok presses a kiss against his chest and smiles up at him. “So is this our first date?” Hoseok teases pulling Seokjin towards the pillow fort. “Yes. Thank fuck. It almost took me there hours to convince Jimin to just ask Tae out this morning.” Seokjin laughs before lifting Hoseok and kissing away his giggles. Seokjin looks at his beautiful hufflepuff boyfriend and smiles.“Well thank Merlin for that. Cause I can’t wait to take you to my dance studio and take you on muggle dates.” Hoseok whiskers before he tips them both back into the pile of pillows. Hoseok rests his head on Seokjin’s chest when he lays to look at the stars. They slip out their clothes and into the sweaters. Hoseok sliding his bare legs in-between Seokjin’s as they look as constellations and kiss lazily under the stars. “I like you a lot.” Seokjin whispers and Hoseok presses a gentle kiss to his lips. “I guess I like you too, don’t tell anyone though.” Seokjin’s doesn’t think he’s ever been happier.