DESK MATES ✔|SOPE|Yoonseok

54. Declaring War

Getting out of bed was the absolute worst when Yoongi slept in it too.

If this had been the old days (last week), Hoseok would have been rushing out of his bedroom to go meet his boyfriend at school the very moment his alarm clock rang. But things were different now.

Every morning, Hoseok woke up with Yoongi's arms wrapped tightly around him, his legs wrapped around his legs, and his head buried into the crevice of his shoulder. It didn't matter how they went to sleep or what they were doing the night before; this was how they always ended up. And Hoseok was convinced that having to pull Yoongi off of him was the worst kind of torture.

Hoseok found himself conjuring up willpower from the very depths of his entire being. He internally apologized to Yoongi as he carefully pulled his arms and legs off of him, trying his best not to disturb him. Of course, it wasn't like Yoongi could ever actually be disturbed while sleeping, but Hoseok still cared.

Right as he pulled the covers off of himself, Hoseok jolted backwards after a loud knock at the door startled him wide awake.

Seriously? Who the hell was trying to bother him before school started? Before he'd mentally prepared himself for dealing with people who weren't Yoongi? Before he'd even had the energy to get himself dressed?

It had to be Taehyung. He would've considered Jimin as an option as well since the three of them used to walk to school together sometimes, but he wasn't exactly sure if Jimin remembered where his house was anymore. And other than Taehyung and Yoongi, Hoseok was, decidedly, friendless. After all, when you had two of the sweetest people by your side, making other friends just didn't seem all that necessary anymore.

The only thing Hoseok had put on before he made his way downstairs was a pair of slippers. Taehyung had already seen him in his underwear countless times back when they used to have gym class together sophomore year, so it wasn't like it was a huge deal. And anyways, if he wanted to bother Hoseok this early in the morning, this was what he was going to have to deal with.

"Okay, what do you want Taehyu--?"

Hoseok's face instantly fell.

This was definitely not Taehyung.

When Hoseok finally unlocked the door, Kim Namjoon had been waiting for him with a box of random objects, all of which fell to the ground as soon as they made eye contact.

"Oh fuck!" Namjoon squinted his eyes shut tight, immediately turning away from him. "God, Hobi, what the hell?! Would it have killed you to throw some pants on?"

Hoseok stood confidently in the doorway as Namjoon continued to cover his face with his hands like a child. "I dunno, Joon, would it have killed you to come visit me at a later hour?" he rolled his eyes. "Why the heck are you even at my house before 7 AM? "

Namjoon cleared his throat, clumsily pushing his glasses up his nose. "Your house isn't too far from the school, so I thought I'd stop by and bring some of Yoongi's things over, since you know... he's living with you now and everything..."

He then bent down to pick up his box off the ground, silver hair falling into his eyes. Only then did Hoseok realize he hadn't combed it off to the side like he usually did.

With a sigh, Hoseok bent down as well, helping him gather everything back into the box without saying a word. He picked up a small stuffed kitten off the ground, tossing it over in his hand, then threw it back into the box when Namjoon began eyeing him.

"What are these?" Hoseok held up a medicine bottle, which Namjoon swept right out of his hands the second he looked up.

"Those are for his allergies," he muttered, quickly throwing the pills into the box. "He's a huge baby about taking them, but he needs to. One every morning and one every night."