(Singularity)

Jung Dawon opened the door and Hoseok screamed. It had been months since he had seen his big sister so on some level, this was justified; on the other hand, it was deafening and the other members flinched. They had all met Dawon and she was a really nice girl. She was like her brother. He got so protective over her and it was really funny to see at times, but she truly loved him and it was just so adorable.

Dawon jumped and hugged her little brother and the others stood politely. It wasn't usual for anyone to stay over at the dorms, but it was a relative and it was only one night, so no-one really minded. She turned her attention to the other members and they smiled their greetings and bowed respectfully.

"Aw, you've all grown so much since I last saw you!" she clapped and Hoseok could not stop smiling.

"So have you! Guys, don't you think she's pretty?" he looked around and the others shuffled anxiously. She was gorgeous, no denying that, but that wasn't what they were worried about.

"Hyung, is this a trick?" Jimin asked sheepishly. Hoseok frowned.

"Why would it be a trick?" It was like he didn't remember. Taehyung laughed and Yoongi said,

"Dawon, the last time Jungkook said you were pretty, your brother fully attacked him and told him to stay away from you. I mean it was funny but uncalled for." Hoseok blushed but glared at Jungkook in spite. Dawon folded her arms, set her case down and then strode over to Jungkook and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Jungkook buried his head in Namjoon's shoulder and Dawon said,

"Thank you, Jungkook, you're very sweet. Hoseok, I can do what I like." The other six tried to hold back laughter as she flicked Hoseok on the forehead before hugging him around his shoulders. "Besides, I do have a boyfriend." All seven of them suddenly turned into teenage girls as they oohed in high-pitched voices. Hoseok gestured to the couch and they sat down.

"Oh, of course! How is he?" They went into a detailed conversation about people and places the others had no idea about and they scattered off to do assorted things in their rooms, outside or in the kitchen. Various attempts were made to check if Jungkook was okay since he hadn't quite returned to a normal colour yet. Seokjin just laughed at him and started on dinner, a treat on his behalf.

Eight of them sat down to eat for the first time in a while and Dawon proved to be a very chatty and grateful guest. She complimented the food and the chef in turn and kept the conversation moving naturally and smoothly with the help of Hoseok. It wasn't often that they met each other's siblings. None of them had met Yoongi's brother or either of Taehyung's siblings and the others had only been met in passing. A shame, since they seemed like lovely people.

After dinner, Hoseok set up Dawon's bed on the couch and Yoongi turned in for the night. As the evening went on, more of them disappeared until it was just Hoseok hugging Dawon goodnight. It hadn't been a particularly difficult day but Seokjin was still tired and had a lot of sleep to catch up on.

Except he couldn't sleep. His insomnia hit him occasionally and it was the most annoying thing in the world. He tried going on his phone, hoping the blue light would sufficiently destroy his eyes but that didn't work. He tried exercising, staring out of the window, listening to music, but all of his usual methods were failing him. He decided to get a glass of water. He opened his door quietly so as not to wake Dawon and crept out of his room.

He was surprised when he saw Dawon sitting up on the couch, staring at her phone. He was even more surprised when she sniffled and Seokjin realised that she was crying. This, however, did not faze him or make him freeze; he dealt with crying people all the time and he was good at it (unless it happened to be himself, in which case, he was hopeless). He tip-toed closer to the couch and whispered,

"Noona, are you okay?" She nodded her head furiously without looking up and Seokjin tilted his head. She looked at him with large, shining eyes and shook her head. Seokjin slid next to her on the couch and slipped an arm around her back. She put her head in his shoulder and sobbed for a minute into his shirt. Seokjin waited patiently, holding her close. The worst thing to do right now would be to rush her or, God forbid, make a move. Dawon needed comfort and he would provide it.

After a while, she sat up and dried her eyes. He brushed the hair out of her face and smiled gently. She laughed slightly.

"I-I'm sorry, you're very kind. It's just…my boyfriend broke up with me, like, four minutes ago." She held up her phone and Seokjin stared at it.

"Over text?" he asked and she nodded. "Stupid guy. Does he realise how inconsiderate that is? Never ever break up over text, that's rule one." She laughed.

"He was so nice, as well. He treated me like I was an actual, normal person." Seokjin tilted her chin up so she was looking at him and asked,

"Why did you ever go out with someone who insisted on treating you like a normal person? My darling, you are a queen." Dawon smiled and wiped away the tears that were beginning to fall again. She looked at the chat that was still open on her phone and Seokjin took it off her. "You don't deserve him. You don't deserve heartbreak. You deserve happiness. You deserve love. You deserve…a real bed, actually. Go sleep in my room, I'll take the couch." She was about to protest but Seokjin helped her to her feet and pressed her phone into her hands before kissing her on the top of her head. "Go." Dawon hugged him around his waist before skipping into Seokjin's room and whispering a thank you and closing the door.

Seokjin smiled. He liked helping people and he had truly meant every word of that. He lay back on the couch and closed his eyes. It was far less comfortable than his bed, but that was rather the point. Despite this, he found himself able to sleep again and slipped quickly into unconsciousness.

He woke up earlier than the others, as usual, and stepped into the kitchen to make breakfast. The smell of food summoned a very sleepy looking Hoseok from his room and they chatted as Hoseok skimmed through the various selcas he had taken with his sister the day before. As he did so, Dawon emerged from Seokjin's room, yawning. Seokjin looked around and smiled brightly at her. She returned the smile and then hugged Hoseok, muttering details about her breakup.

Seokjin watched Hoseok look concerned and sympathetic as he hugged his sister tightly. He then shot a death glare at Seokjin who turned around quickly, afraid. An alarm went off on someone's phone and Seokjin heard Dawon say,

"Oh, that's my 'get ready' call. I was hoping I could say goodbye to everyone before leaving but I really do need to go as soon as I can. I'll go and get changed." He heard her get up and focused entirely on the food instead of the eyes he could feel burning through the back of his head. He didn't know what he had done to annoy Hoseok but he was scary when he wanted to be. Jimin and Namjoon emerged from their rooms and sensed the tension, trying very hard to put it at ease. They just talked normally and Seokjin silently thanked them for it.

Eventually, Dawon entered the main room again, fully dressed, and packed her things away into her bags. When Seokjin turned around, Hoseok was no longer glaring at him; he was carefully watching Jimin hug Dawon goodbye. She said her farewells and nodded at Seokjin.

"Thanks for last night, Seokjin. Anyway, goodbye, everyone! I'll see you soon, Hobi, okay?" She hugged him again and waved goodbye before shutting the door behind her. Seokjin set the plates on the kitchen counter and Jimin and Namjoon (and Jungkook, who had appeared) fetched their food and headed straight for their respective rooms, leaving Hoseok and Seokjin alone again. Hoseok's death stare returned and Seokjin felt his insides freeze.

"Would you care to explain, Seokjin?" Hoseok said calmly, freaking Seokjin out a little bit more.

"Hoseok, I really don't know what I did. I have no idea what you're talking about." Hoseok sighed and stood up.

"I'm talking about why my sister left your room this morning. Why she said you 'helped her out' after she literally just broke up with her boyfriend. Why she thanked you for 'last night'. Why you can barely look at me right now. Start talking." Ah. This was a simple misunderstanding.

"Hoseok, I didn't do anything with your sister! I was getting a glass of water and she was crying so I literally helped her out. We just talked. I slept on the couch last night and she took my bed because it's more comfortable. I swear that's it!" Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"Sure." Seokjin didn't know what else he could do.

"What exactly could I say to make you believe me?" Hoseok moved closer and was almost yelling.

"The truth!" Okay. He was being stubborn. Seokjin hadn't wanted it to come out this way (no pun intended) but he seemingly had no choice.

"For fuck's sake, Hoseok, I'm gay!" And Hoseok froze. "I'm not crushing on your sister, okay? Neither is Jungkook or Jimin! Just let her do what she wants and let us live around her," Seokjin trembled. He hadn't meant to come out to anyone at all until it mattered. In all honesty, he hadn't been thinking properly. He just wanted Hoseok to stop being mad at him.

Hoseok looked confused like he was trying to decipher Seokjin's words.

"So…you really aren't crushing on my sister?" Seokjin laughed,

"No! Not her!" Hoseok relaxed and laughed slightly as well.

"Okay, well thank- wait, what?" Yay, more confusion. Seokjin searched through his words, trying to find what was puzzling him. He didn't have to. "What do you mean 'not her'? Who?" Shit.

"N-no one." Seokjin looked down and Hoseok chuckled.

"You're a terrible liar," he said, jumping closer to Seokjin in an attempt to be annoying. "Who is it?" He asked, almost in Seokjin's ear. He raised a hand to start playing with the elder's hair, but Seokjin grabbed him by the wrist.

"Stop." He looked at Hoseok with hard, serious eyes, a look he was not used to giving but he really wanted Hoseok to stop. Liar. Okay, he really did not want Hoseok to stop but he couldn't risk losing control around him. He had worked so hard for the last two years to not let this show and he was not losing this now. Hoseok stared deep into his eyes, searching for an answer to a question that he didn't dare to ask.

And Seokjin snapped. He was so close and there was no one else around. Hoseok already knew one of his biggest secrets, why shouldn't he know the other. He took a breath, dissolved in the concern of Hoseok's eyes.

"Look, just…stop, okay? Because I don't want to hold back when you're this close. I don't want to restrain myself anymore." He gripped Hoseok's wrist tighter and moved closer. Hoseok looked faintly afraid but he didn't step away.

"Hyung…" was all he said in reply. That was all it took to push Seokjin completely over the edge. In one movement, he whipped his hand to the back of Hoseok's neck and pressed their lips together. He didn't let go of Hoseok's wrist, not trusting him to stay. Seokjin felt a hand creep lightly over his hip and took that as an invitation to push further. And it tore down any of Seokjin's remaining restraints and doubts. He wanted Hoseok and he would fucking have him.

A door opened somewhere and they froze. They realised it was Yoongi's and that they had seconds before he would turn the corner and catch them both. Seokjin let go and pretended to be fixing Yoongi's food as the very sleepy man waddled around the corner and took his food gratefully from Seokjin before sitting on the couch facing away from them. They watched as he slipped air pods into his ears and started watching something on his phone while he ate.

Seokjin motioned for Hoseok to sneak back to his room. The younger blushed and nodded, flashing him a bright smile before walking quickly back to his room and shutting the door behind him. Seokjin looked at the closed door and smiled. As he was drying his hands, he heard Yoongi say,

"Tell you what, hyung, that's something else we have in common." Seokjin was confused. Yoongi wasn't looking up and probably hadn't since he sat down.

"Um…what?"

"We've both seduced a Jung in under three minutes." Now that was a sentence and a fucking half. Seokjin didn't have time to process all of it before he heard another voice. From Hoseok's room.

"Tell you what, hyung, the walls are thinner than you think they are." Yoongi just smiled. Okay, actually, what the fuck? There was a lot of sorting out to be done and Seokjin was about to attempt it before Hoseok emerged from his room with a literal baseball bat in his hands, his glare aimed directly at Yoongi, who seemed remarkably unbothered. Before the fight could break out, Seokjin ran towards Hoseok and took the weapon out of his hands.

"No, Hobi, no hitting. Okay?" he berated and Hoseok nodded, still clearly fuming. Yoongi stood up smugly and walked towards his room. As he passed Hoseok he whispered, loud enough for both of them to hear,

"Your sister calls me oppa, too." This time, Seokjin had to physically restrain Hoseok as Yoongi sprinted into his room. Hoseok muttered something about killing Yoongi and Seokjin spun him around and kissed him. That shut him up.