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"Namjoon?"
"Mmm."
"Are you awake?"
"Maybe..." Namjoon mumbles, hiding his face more into the pillow. "What do you want."
"Um..h-how was the hang out?" Yoongi nervously asks.
"It was fine. It was just a hang out." Namjoon moves a bit in his spot, stretching out a bit.
That Rolex on the nightstand doesn't tell me it was just a hang out. Yoongi fluttered his eyes from glancing at the watch, deciding to slowly lay back down on the bed and just stare at his back. He hated this. He's feeling ignored. Namjoon's not telling him anything.
"Wh-Who was the guy that Jackson mentioned?" Yoongi stupidly brought up.
For the love of god, he's actually jealous. "He's just a friend of mine, Yoongi. Go to sleep."
"I can't sleep."
Namjoon sighs, sitting up from the bed and reaching over to his phone to see the time. "I guess that's my queue to wake up." He puts his phone down and gets up from the bed.
Yoongi sits up front he bed, curling his brows.
Namjoon just slips off his night shirt, grabbing his buttoned up shirt that he hung up. "I have to go somewhere today. You'll be good, yeah?"
"I'm not a pet."
"Then stop acting like one. Go outside and meet other people. You don't have to stay here." Namjoon slips on the buttoned shirt, buttoning it up from bottom to top.
He has a point. I've been stuck in the house all day. Yoongi flutters his eyes. "C-Can I come with? To wherever you're going?"
Namjoon sighs. It's a date. It's not even a hang out. "You can't. He just wants me to show up." He grabs his pants and slips them on, buttoning up and shoving the edge of his shirt in his pants.
Namjoon never wore nice stuff like that. He's wearing something that's near a suit. Namjoon doesn't go towards suits at all. He just wears what he wants. He never did with Seokjin. Jackson knocks on the door, making the taller male in the bedroom open the door.
"What?"
"Medicine. Water." Jackson hands them both to the taller. "Take them before you go on your date."
Fuck. "Y-Yeah. Got it." He nervously spoke, grabbing both of the things while Jackson walked away and leaving him be.
Yoongi blinks. Date? "Y..You have a date?"
"Yeah." Namjoon takes the pill and drinks the water, walking over to his nightstand to put down the water and pick up the watch to put it on. "It's a private restaurant since no one accepts us homos."
"That..That's nice." Yoongi's couldn't help to tighten his grip on the blanket.
"I guess it is." He looks at himself in the mirror, slicking his hair back. "This is the first time I ever dressed nice."
Yoongi's just heartbroken. The love of his life is going on a date. With someone else. That isn't Yoongi. He didn't know how to feel about it while he watches Namjoon walk out of the bedroom, leaving a Yoongi upset and heartbroken.
"Yo, Joon." Jackson spoke up.
Namjoon looks at him from starting to brush his teeth. "Hm?"
"How old is this Dongyeon guy?"
Namjoon spits into the sink, running the water. "Twenty six. Why." He puts the tooth brush back in his mouth.
"At least he isn't in his thirties—look, I know that guy seems familiar with..you know..like Seokjin?" Jackson nervously says.
Namjoon spits again. "Never bring that backstabber up or I'll stab you in your sleep." He points his toothbrush at him.
"Sorry but..please just be careful with stuff like this. You know that Yoongi's here and this is your first boyfriend ever since you've been out of the mental hospital." Jackson quietly says.
"He knows now because you can't keep your damn mouth shut about the whole date thing." Namjoon rinses his tooth brush. "And yes, I know what I'm doing. Even though I'm still mentally unstable, I know what I'm doing."
