First Love[BTS]

"Ah? What's the matter with them?" Jin Nanjun's face was justly puzzled, "I've been watching the live broadcast carefully recently, and I didn't say anything about the comeback."

""931231Pt.2"?" After listening to the company executives talk about the feat of coming out late at night in 931231, Jin Nanjun suddenly realized, "That song was written to commemorate the third anniversary of "[-]", Brother Qianjie didn't renew the contract Is it, we were really touched, so we wrote this song together."

"That's Brother Yoongi's lead singer, he's the number one songwriter for this song." Jin Nanjun looked helpless, "He just pressed the wrong button and accidentally sent it out. Didn't something happen?"

Jin Nanjun is very strict, it can be said that he is watertight.He knew very well that not all of Dahei's high-level executives were Fang Shihye, so he never mentioned the relationship between the two brothers, insisting that this was a surprise that BTS wanted to give Min Qianjie.

Of course the higher-ups don't believe it, but it is indeed irrefutable.They insisted that this was not a confession, so they couldn't forcibly put this name on Jiusan's head.

They were also tired after arguing with Jin Nanjun for a long time, thinking that if nothing happened, let's just pretend nothing happened and tell them to restrain themselves a bit.Dahei is supported by bulletproof, and they still understand this truth.After the accident at the beginning of the year, the eight companies in BTS have shares. Today, Jin Nanjun came to talk to them like this to give them face.

Just take it when you see it.The high-level executives looked at each other, there was no scandal in the five years since their debut, and now the romance is still digested within the team, which is much more worry-free than other groups.

"As soon as there is a sign of public opinion, we must suppress it immediately. No matter what, we all lean in the direction of the group soul or the CP, do you understand?" Fang Shizhen made a final decision on the phone, "Don't restrict those two children too much, they have a sense of proportion."

Hearing this, Jin Nanjun let out a deep breath in his heart.He is very happy for his two brothers from the bottom of his heart—the company does not suppress them, and the fans do not show off. In the profession of idols, it is already very, very good to be able to do this.

But are they really measured?

"Brother Yoongi," Jin Nanjun kept his eyes on, trying to ignore the tie on the doorknob of his third brother's bedroom, and also tried to ignore the hickey on his second brother's neck, reminding him very tactfully, "I'm coming back soon. Brother Qianjie wants to dance."

Min Yoongi compared the number three: "This is the third time."

Jin Nanjun asked in confusion, "What third time?"

Min Yoongi leaned against the door, clasped his hands, and said in a cold tone, "You Jin Nanjun, Zheng Haoxi, and Park Jijun, you three wait for me." He rubbed his hair, irritated visible to the naked eye, "When you got married Get ready for me to knock on your door three times a night."

Jin Nanjun: "..."

His face was flushed red, and he almost ran away from Min Yoongi's frozen eyes, but he still held back: "Brother, I haven't seen Brother Qianjie for three days."

Under Min Yoongi's increasingly cold eyes, he insisted on saying: "...I miss him a little bit."

An hour later, Min Qianjie held a glass of water and stood beside Jin Nanjun who was sitting in the living room reading a book.

Park Zhijun lay on the back of the sofa and chatted with his brother: "That's it, that's how Brother Yoongi threatened us."

"He won't, I'll stop him for you." Min Qianjie almost laughed, "He didn't curse, did he?"

"My brother said a dirty word to me, but Ho-seok and Ji-joon don't seem to have it." Jin Nanjun thought for a while, "Is it because I was the last one?"

"No," Zheng Haoxi said sincerely, "At that time, I told Brother Yoongi that you missed Brother Qianjie, and I thought it was a miracle that he didn't kill you."

"Three years ago, all we could do was pray for your luck." Park Ji-jung looked at Jin Nanjun with admiration, "Brother Yoongi just swears, he really loves you. "

Jin Nanjun: "..."

“当着我的面说他好爱别人，你也是欠揍。”闵千结不轻不重地拍了拍朴智琝的脑袋，“阿米给你配的那句话真的没有配错。”

Relying on his brother's pampering, Pu Zhixuan stuck to him with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

A hand pulled Pu Zhixuan off Min Qianjie's body from behind, and a cold voice sounded behind him: "'My brother hasn't hit me for three days'."

As soon as Park Zhijun turned around, he met Min Yoongi's eyes, choked out a mouthful of water, and sprayed Min Yoongi's face face to face.

In the silence all over the floor, Park Zhijun ran up to Min Qianjie and knelt down behind Min Qianjie with a poignant speed, and said pitifully, "Brother, I was wrong."

In September [-]th, he wiped Min Yoongi's face with paper very politely, and after wiping his face, they both hid behind Min Qianjie: "Brother, we were wrong too."

Facing Min Qianjie's face, Min Yoongi, who couldn't express his anger, said, "..."

Why didn't he realize that this group of people were so clever before?

Mushroom lean meat porridge and lotus root pork rib soup are Min Yoongi's current recipes. After Kim Taehyung and Tian Jungkook bought the ingredients back, Kim Seokjin and Min Yoongi went into the kitchen to start researching.

Jin Shuozhen looked at the back of Min Yoongi washing vegetables and sighed: "I used to think that you were good enough for Qianjie, but the result can be even better. It really opened my eyes."

"Actually, it's not good enough." Min Yoongi said softly, "If I go to China, I may not have the perseverance to stay there for eight years."

Jin Shuozhen was also silent when he heard this, and turned to look at Min Qianjie, who was standing by the window watching the young lady playing tricks, and said after a while: "We should all treat him better."

"Actually, you can go to a restaurant, why do you have to do it at home." Zheng Haoxi was a little restless, and after watching TV for a while, he went into the kitchen to help, "Let me peel the garlic, brother, you are busy with your own."

"If you can find a restaurant that allows customers to eat standing up, remember to take Qianjie to become a member." Min Yoongi was cutting lotus root, "Didn't you find that he never sat down?"

Zheng Haoxi understood the previous sentence, and rubbed his face that was red from being run over by the wheels: "Don't say it, don't say it, I won't ask, I will concentrate on peeling garlic, you just pretend that I don't exist, and I don't care about anything." Never said that!"

Jin Shuozhen did not understand Zheng Haoxi, and only reacted after hearing the last sentence, looking at his second brother with indescribable eyes: "Yonggi, we are coming back, you know that?"

Min Yoongi: "..."

Can I not know the songs I wrote?Isn't it half a month before returning?Why does everyone seem to think I'm going to cripple Min Chien-jeol?This dormitory is big, and the members can't meet each other, so it doesn't mean we haven't been out for three days, okay?

He organized his language, thinking that he still needs to explain this misunderstanding clearly: "Actually——"

He was interrupted by Zheng Haoxi before he finished speaking, and Jin Shuozhen quickly covered his mouth, and the two said in unison: "We don't want to know!"

Min Yoongi: "..."

"Is it delicious?" Min Yoongi watched Min Qianjie take a sip of the porridge, and then picked another rib for him.

"Actually, you can add a little more salt." Min Qianjie smacked the taste, "Is there any dipping sauce? If not, I'll make a bowl."

Min Yoongi pulled him back, and the person who didn't change his face just now felt a little guilty: "I specially put less, and you don't eat chili." He touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and the more he spoke, the softer he was, "...it will become inflamed."

Min Qianjie took a deep breath: "You won't let me eat, so tonight, please consciously divide the [-] lines, okay?"

Min Qianjie originally thought that Min Yoongi would at least hesitate for a while, but he was relieved and agreed faster than anyone else: "I don't need to sleep in the living room, I will consciously, eat quickly."

Min Qianjie: "..."

Failed.

"I've been feeling like I'm dreaming these past few days." Min Yoongi habitually wanted to turn over and hug Min Qianjie, but was pushed back before the turn was over: "Dream, dream, don't put Sanba Forget about the line."

Min Yoongi, who hadn't slept on a separate pillow for several years, was still a little unresponsive. He stared at the ceiling for a while before remembering what he wanted to say: "I'm actually afraid that when I wake up, I'll find you're gone. Maybe this is me The dream, we have never been together, it is even more uncomfortable."

Min Qianjie is not very able to empathize with Min Yoongi now, and he couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time: "I don't think it's uncomfortable at all when you tie me with a tie."

Min Yoongi looked at him sideways: "I'm serious, don't tease me."

"I didn't flirt with you." Min Qianjie was a little ptsd about this now, "Don't blame me if you have problems with your concentration."

"I don't have strength in front of you." Min Yoongi tentatively crossed the [-]th parallel to hold his hand, seeing that Min Qianjie had no objection, he clasped his fingers with peace of mind.

"I know." Min Qianjie said to himself that this is indeed a personal experience.He thought of Min Yoongi's tireless madness, and suddenly wondered if he was really afraid that there would be no tomorrow between them.

Min Qianjie lowered his voice and rubbed his thumb lightly on his hand: "We still have many tomorrows, trust me."

Min Yoongi gave a "hmm", and when Min Qianjie looked at him sideways, he suddenly felt aggrieved and pitiful for him sleeping there alone, holding hands cautiously.

Min Qianjie still softened his heart: "If you are afraid, come and hug me."

Before finishing this sentence, Min Qianjie realized that she was already in his arms. The person who was sad and uncomfortable just now buried her head in his shoulder, took a breath of satisfaction, and moved closer to him. Kissed her lips: "Good night."

Min Qianjie stared at his peaceful and contented face. Min Yoongi without makeup was very white, and his appearance gave him an advantage when he wanted to pretend to be a baby, at least enough to make Min Qianjie soften his heart.

"Did you say that on purpose?"

"No, it was really uncomfortable at first," Min Yoongi hugged his waist, and smiled sullenly, "I didn't expect you to soften your heart, and the moment you let me hug you, you won't feel uncomfortable at all."

"Qianjie, thank you." Min Yoongi kissed him again, "Good night."

"Good night."

Because you are my medicine.Min Yoongi listened to his gradually calm breathing in the darkness, and his heart softened.Since the 10th generation, since I met you, I have never been sick.

But I can't quit you anymore.

He hugged him tighter, and placed an extremely tender and precious kiss on his forehead.

good night.

I love you.

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Qianmin will write tomorrow, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Everyone must be very happy.