CLOUDED ➣ JINKOOK ✓

THREE

Bzzz Bzzzz Buzzzzz

Jeongguk groans as he groggily pulls his vibrating phone from underneath his pillow. The light from the bright screen fills his dark bedroom as he squints his eyes to answer whoever the hell is bothering him at this hour.

"What?" He questions the moment he clicks accept. His throat was dry, and voice hoarse from last night.

"Jeongguk, where the fuck are you?" The person says, sounding less than pleased.

The male frowns as he attempts to distinguish who is speaking. He wishes more than ever he took a look at the caller ID.

"Jeongguk," They call again.

Oh shit, he recognizes that voice, but who–

Yoongi!

The male's eyes shoot out wide as he pulls the device from his ear.

2:45pm.

Oh shit... He's later than late.

Shit.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Jeongguk curses as he hops out of his bed, the phone still in hand as he dashes back forth in his room, looking for his guitar and something quick to throw on.

"Hyung--shit! I'm so sorry ill be there soon," He says apologetically.

Yoongi scoffs. "You're lucky I got them to stay and wait. You got fifteen minutes. You think you can make it?" He asks, and the younger nods as if Yoongi could see.

"I'll make it," He huffs, managing to shove one leg into his jeans.

Yoongi hums, "Bye Jeongguk."

The sound of disappointment in the older's voice makes his shoulders drop. Yoongi has done so much for him, and he can't even do this.

2:48pm.

"Shit."

✰ ..⃗. •̩̩͙

"Hyung, I don't think he's coming," Namjoon says sympathetically.

"Yeah," Yoongi sighs, disappointment and sadness shown in his eyes as he takes a seat next to the male.

Namjoon places a hand on the older's shoulder. "Hey, it's ok. We'll wait a bit longer?"

Deep down, he's happy his band won't have to interact or work with someone like Jeongguk. He's irresponsible, and Namjoon knows for sure he wouldn't be a good fit, but he can't help but feel bad. It's hard to see Yoongi so genuinely disappointed when he was excited about this. And as much as he hates to admit, he's willing to put his biases aside for Yoongi to be happy... even if that means working with Jeon Jeongguk.

The sound of the doors opening catches the attention of everyone in the room, and in runs Jeongguk. His guitar bag hangs off his shoulder as stands bent over, his hands on his knees as he tries to catch his breath.

"I'm here," He heaves out, and Yoongi perks up happily. "I told you I'd make it," he says, the corners of his lips tugging into a wide-toothed grin.

"Yay, he's here," Namjoon sarcastically mutters under his breath, and Yoongi nudges him.

"We're ready when you are, so feel free to start whenever Jeongguk."

✰ ..⃗. •̩̩͙

Yoongi had to do this on purpose. He just had to...

When he said Jeongguk is good, Namjoon was thinking along the lines of just ok.

Mediocre at best, if anything... Not fucking amazing. Let alone the best audition they've had that day.

Namjoon is thoroughly surprised by the younger. Who would have known out all the people he'd see today Jeongguk would be his favorite.

He'll never admit though. He'll take this to the grave. He can't have Yoongi hanging the fact he was right over his head.

"So," Yoongi says as he leans closer to the younger.

Namjoon sighs, "He's good."

That's all he'll admit. Cant boost the male's already highly inflated ego. He'll be damned than feed into that shit.

"Good enough to join?" Jeongguk cockily questions, and the male narrows his eyes at him.

"Hoseok has to approve as well," Namjoon quickly makes up.

He really doesn't want Jeongguk in his group. Not now. Not ever.

Yoongi frowns, "Well–'

"And Jinnie," Namjoon adds, making the older groan.

"Speak of the devil," Yoongi mumbles as the younger walks into the room, water bottles in hand.

"Here you go, hyung," The younger cutely says as he hands a bottle to Namjoon, who takes it with a smile.

Jeongguk lets out a not subtle so cough as he eyes Seokjin, nudging his head over at the younger. Yoongi pretends not to see, the last thing the older wants to do is enable whatever bullshit he's up to.. but it would be funny to watch Namjoon lose his mind.

"Seokjin, I think there's someone that wants to meet you," Yoongi calls, a smile growing on his face as he sees Namjoon's pained eyes.

Seokjin turns and looks at the other with wide eyes. "Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't see you there!" The male apologizes with a kind smile.

"It's alright. I'm jeongguk." He introduces. This cocky grin tugs onto his face, and Namjoon doesn't like it one bit.

"Oh," Seokjin mumbles as he looks over at his hyungs, unsure what to do or say.

This is the same Jeongguk his brother warned him about, and honestly... based on looks alone... those rumors are starting to seem true.

Seokjin has never been the one to judge, but Jeongguk looks nothing short of the poster child for trouble. Like a bad boy from a Wattpad fanfic came to life. Tall, dark hair with tattoos and piercings... and most of all handsome.

He can see now why his hyung was keen about staying away. This boy screams trouble. A mess Seokjin isn't sure he's ready for, but yet, a part of him is intrigued. He wants to know exactly the kind of person Jeongguk is. He's tired of going based off of hearsay. How bad could Jeongguk really be?

"Are you also in this band?" Jeongguk questions.

The younger shakes his head, "I just help out sometimes."

"Ah, really? I was hoping to see more of you honestly," Jeongguk flirts easily. Way too easily.

All Namjoon could see was red. He didn't like this all one bit. 

The way Jeongguk tilts his head. How he shifts himself closer to Jin and how his eyes shift up and down the younger's body. That charming smile as he tries to seduce his baby brother.

"Haha, Jeongguk," Yoongi nervously calls as he attempts to signal the younger to stop.

Jeongguk ignores any signs as he takes the younger's hand in his, a sly smile on his. "I wouldn't mind practicing for hours as long as you're there. You're gorgeous–-"

"Us Kims have good genetics," Namjoon snarks, cutting off the male's compliment.

Jeongguk frowns, "Us?"

"Ummm, Namjoon hyung is my older brother," Seokjin says with a nervous laugh.

"Oh shit–"