locker gifts || yoonkook

three

again.

again, yoongi was staring at a present from an anonymous giver, feeling very much confused yet flustered at the sight of it. he'd recieved a pokemon plushie, specifically emolga. yoongi stood there a little awestruck and confused, as he stared at the plush version of his favourite pokemon.

"hoseok, this has to be you" yoongi groaned. hoseok switched his phone off and inspected the sight of yoongi's locker.

again, in sticky note form, was a note from whoever gave him this.

"damn, this person really seems to know you. space, and then pokemon? and your favourite one too!" hoseok practically screeched.

"talk louder please, I can't hear you" yoongi said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at his dramatic best friend. he sighed, closing his locker and looking up at hoseok and then down to the piece of paper again.

only hoseok knew yoongi was insecure about his smile, and would say things like that to him. it wasn't in a romantic way, more so in a way a mother would to their child.. even though yoongi was slightly older.

"hobi, if that's you.." yoongi said warily, pointing to his now closed locker, "drop the act. its not funny, and it's not worth making me chase rainbows and butterflies just for a little laugh"

hoseok looked at him with a shocked and slightly hurt expression.

"I know I like to mess around but why would I do this? why would I pretend that you have a secret admirer just for shits and giggles?!" hoseok said, raising his voice a little at yoongi.

"because! it's something you'd do" argued yoongi, his eye brows farrowing.

hosoek looked at him sadly, saying nothing.

"but surely it's you, you talk to me like this sometimes, and you're the only person close enough to me to know me so well" argued yoongi.

"well I can tell you now that I didn't, so drop it" hoseok calmly said, trying not to shout in the corridor. yoongi felt so confused and played with. he just wanted answers and honesty.

"I don't know if I believe you, it's not exactly far from what you're like"

"sure it isn't. talk to me when you're done accusing me of being an ass" hoseok scoffed in deep offense, rolling his eyes and adjusting his bag on his shoulder before briskly walking away.

yoongi felt his heart ache at the hurt in hoseok's voice, which he tried to mask with an annoyed expression. yoongi opened up his locker again, staring at the mysterious gift with mixed feelings.

who?

once again, yoongi sat in the library but not as content as he was yesterday. he knew hoseok didn't like it when he went to the library and left him with his other less interesting friends, but at the same time hoseok was always able to understand that yoongi needed to get his work done; especially at this time when he had a more intense work load. and yoongi was okay with that, because he knew hoseok would be okay without him. but now that he had upset hoseok, he didn't know if hoseok was okay, and that made him feel tense and uneasy inside.