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jimin >> u sure u wanna do this

jimin >> just so u know, i won't be the one taking u to the hospital

jimin >> yoongi hyung is quite scary

jimin >> i don't even know how jungkook managed to get out of their house to go on dates with u smh

jimin >> better watch ur words u ass

<< yes yes whatever. will you please stop messaging me now? i might ran into a pole or something if you keep texting me while i'm walking.

jimin >> wELL SORRY FOR WORRYING ABT UR ASS

jimin >> and u owe me food

<< fine. :[

<< also, stop saying "u ass", i have a name.

jimin >> yeah and it's /u ass/ #DealWithIt

hoseok rolled his eyes, then pocketed his phone once jimin stopped texting, looking back at the tiny map the latter had drawn for him yesterday and glancing up at jungkook's house in front of him. even though hoseok always walked jungkook home after their dates, he always seemed to forget the street jungkook lives in.

bless jimin and his art skills.

he walked up to the porch and paused in front of the door. then what? hoseok thought as pushed the doorbell with no hesitation. with trembling hands, hoseok shoved down the piece of paper inside his pockets and waited nervously.

"go away, jung," yoongi's voice shouted from the other side of the closed door.

"i won't."

strings of incoherent words erupted from the other side of the door, and it finally swung open, revealing an annoyed yoongi. hoseok swallowed, feeling intimidated by yoongi's glare, but he cleared his throat.

"can i talk to jungkook?"

"he doesn't want to."

"please."

"kid, you're lucky that i saved your ass back there," yoongi crossed his arms over his chest.

hoseok sighed. "thank you."

"you're welcome."

"can i see him now?"

"no."

hoseok made an irritated noise in the back of his throat as yoongi smirked up at him, a glint in his eyes and still blocking the goddamn path. hoseok even had the courage to glare at the older boy, earning a raised eyebrow and a chuckle of amusement. then hoseok watched with wide eyes as yoongi stepped aside and jerked his head up to the stairs.

"left door down the hall," yoongi said, already shuffling away. "don't make too much noise."

hoseok's cheeks warmed, and he quickly stumbled inside after muttering his thanks to yoongi. then his heart was racing again as he climbed up the stairs and walked down the hall, stopping by at the said left door yoongi told him.

then what?

hoseok hesitated, slowly bringing up his trembling fists against the door and knocking twice. he heard grunts inside before the door opened, revealing jungkook with bed hair and sleepy eyes, and hoseok did not absolutely coo. he blinked at hoseok, then his eyes widened.

the door slammed shut, and hoseok never felt so offended before. he sighed, resting his forehead against the door.

"it's alright," hoseok murmured. "we can talk like this."