Jung Hoseok, who was born unable to see any color, had been living in a black and white world for many years. Until the day he met Min Yoongi, who was being chased, he accidentally discovered that he had brilliant colours.
What kind of sparks would...
"Here, take this. That towel's all drenched." Yoongi washed up and was sitting on the couch. Hoseok gave him another towel so that he could dry his hair. "I'm done drying myself. Having long hair is such a pain in the ass." Hoseok covered his head with the dry towel and started drying his hair. "It's quite nice, there was once when I've also considered keeping my hair long." He said. Yoongi imagined him with very long hair, looking like a bear and calling his name. He ended up laughing at his imagination. "You finally smiled, huh?" "You've been checking up on me, huh?" "Yeah, well, an emotionally stable adult wouldn't stroll the streets on a rainy day."
"... I got into a fight with my father." He said while taking off the towel from his head and poured out his emotions. "Actually, I was worried when I first joined that family. Will they really... See me as their family? But they have always respected my choices. When I asked for a basketball as a child... When I wanted to learn design in high school... They've always fulfilled my wishes. I've always thought father believed in me no matter how others see me... No matter how Vernon treats me. I know very well that he's in a difficult position because of what happened between Vernon and me. But I wouldn't have thought that, the money... Am I overthinking? I can't believe that father has viewed me this way all this while. But I'd probably be living a worse life if it wasn't for him. Perhaps I would be starving, or maybe I'd end up extorting others... Maybe..."
"No, that won't happen." Hoseok pulled him into a hug. "You wouldn't go astray even without him." He tried to comfort him. Yoongi smiled a little and clicked his tongue. "Tsk, what do you know?" "Yeah yeah, what would I know? I know no shit." He said and patted his head. Yoongi took the towel hit him with it. "You're da shit!" "No, you are!" He took the towel and threw towards Yoongi. He caught it and prepared to throw it again at him but Hoseok caught his hand and climbed over him. "Bro, bro, I was wrong, okay? Stop hitting me. I suck at aiming~" "So, is this how you admit defeat?" "Yep, this is me admitting defeat." He said and smirked. "Damn, what an idiot." Both started to laugh. "My bad, really! My bad!" Hoseok laughed out. "Get up!" Yoongi said but neither of them moved and stayed in that position, staring at each other. 'Why isn't he putting any strength? Why didn't he push me away?' 'Why isn't he getting up yet?'
"I'm going to use bathroom." Both said at the same time. "You go first." Again, they said simultaneously and broke out into another fit of laughter. Hoseok got off him. "Then I'll go first." "Okay." Yoongi sighed and was flustered again. 'Lately, I keep... Phew who's the sex-deprived one here...'
Hoseok locked the door behind slid down, he was even more flustered and confused. 'I felt that again... Why would I... Have those desires for him?'
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