"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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Petite footsteps stormed down the narrow hall, and beneath her breath Yerin let out a quiet sniffle.
She could hear the sound of Taehyung, or rather V's, own steps following behind her. Though at the very least the man was polite enough to remain at a courteous distance.
His lips parted, and he almost called her name. Almost. Except before the word could roll off his tongue, approaching footsteps began to clack over the distance, and Park Jimin was scurrying down the intersecting hall in front of them.
The blond didn't seem to take notice of the two as he disappeared to the other side, a distressed look evident all over his face. The speed of his stomps made it clear that he was fleeing from something, or someone, as his emotions have grasped the better of him. At the sight, Yerin slowed down, the back of her hand lifted to wipe at her damp eyes.
Then another set of footsteps neared them again, as though they had been chasing after Jimin. And the man who walked directly into their view was none other than Jung Hoseok.
Yerin stopped in her tracks now, her head lifted as she watched the sight of her boyfriend's sudden appearance in front of her.
"Seokie.." She uttered out, and the red haired man turned to look at her, suddenly halting right where he stood.
"Yerin.." He breathed, then glanced toward where Jimin had disappeared off to, teeth dug into his lip. It seemed he had been much too distracted by the smaller boy's anguished emotions to have noticed his girlfriend's own look of distress. "I'll be home late, okay? You head on back without me."
That was his response.
And Yerin, she almost called his name again. Almost said the words, 'Don't go,' or a, 'No. Let's go home together.'
But the words got stuck in her throat, and all she could do was watch as Hoseok's feet got started once again, hurrying after their friend.
Taehyung slowly reached where Yerin stood, and a silence fell down the air between them.
Without uttering a single word, the man gently tapped at Yerin's arm.
And together they walked off to the opposite direction.
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Jeongguk swung his legs beneath the tall stool he sat on, beside the same bar counter. Except now, Hiro had gone home and Seokjin was busy setting up at behind the blue tapestry.
So currently the boy was alone, his chin propped over his hand, staring down at his phone while his finger tapped aimlessly at the screen displaying a game. But his little gameplay was soon interrupted when he received a text message from Hoseok, who had updated him on Jimin.
