"Does he really have to act like that? How can you stand him?" He finally spoke, Hoseok really tried not to let it get to him. He unbuckled his seatbealt and slipped onto Seokjin's lap to make him feel good, like the total angel he was. He cupped his handsome face in his hands, "I'm sorry. This must happens to you on daily basis." He then lean down and peck his lips; like a puppy would do when it's owner is in distress. Seokjin heart clenched at that.
God...he really doesn't want this to end; but the guilt of his facade was making him feel numb...
Hoseok felt so bad for his jinseok hyung. He was so sweet while his friend was a total asshole. "That's fine, I'm used to it. I've known him my whole life... he just doesn't care about anything but money and himself, he always rub it on other's faces that his money makes money and I guess for years I just let myself live with him... afraid to really get out there... which is why you found me at the bar that night... you were right... I'm a mess." Seokjin admitted lying just a little bit, god it hurt to lie because Yoongi was acting just like how he usually acted to some of the people he met. But he really was sick of acting like money was the best thing in the world because if it was Hoseok wouldn't be here right now in his life.
Sitting with him, breathing the same air as him.
With a final kiss to the forehead by the taller man, Hoseok nodded softly and and shifted in his seat to start the car and seokjin already miss his warmth.
They just drove to the local hamburger place that was in town. It was just near the bar right on the border of where seokjin lived which was the gangnam; the most expensive town in the country and the other side of the town was where Hoseok lived which wasn't the fancy part of the seoul - where the poor people lived, but still the hamburger place was good anyway....
The two of them got a booth against a wall, and seokjin slouched a bit trying not to be noticed but let his eyes wonder all over Hoseok.
"I still can't believe he was such a douchebag, acting like he was everything in this world." Hoseok said smiling at his way..he was still not over it. Seokjin swallowed and gave him a small frown. "I- I'm sorry it bother's you... forget about him... tell me something about you that I don't know instead. I want to get to know you obviously.....and so far all I really know is that you're really good in bed, you love hamburger and sprite, the little things, and you hate dicks... well not my dick... if you know what I mean..." Okay way to go kim seokjin that might have been a bit too much. Now you're beginning to talk using the wrong head. He thought to himself and if he could hit himself he definitely would.
The pretty male sitting in front of him laughed though, shaking his head and reaching across the table to take his hands in his. "You're so lucky you are really handsome." He blurted out, "That was so horrible... but you really do have a nice dick and are extremely good in bed yourself... you sure know how to....suck one..." He raised his eyebrows at himself and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... that was worse than your comment." He giggled hiding his face in his hands.
Seokjin snorted a little reaching to take Hoseok hands away from his face as he leaned over the table to kiss his lips, "I really like you little seok." He whispered against them as he sat back with a little wink and gave his foot leg a little soft rub with his foot.
Shortly after a moment of small talk the waitress come and took their orders but the time she stood there she kept her curious gaze on seokjin. Making the billioniare avoid her gaze. He was scared shitless.
What if she knows who i am?
What if she expose me to littleseok?
What if littleseok leaves me?
