Death Drive

xiii. Cute When You're Flustered

It was the next day, and Hoseok woke up alone, with Jungkook nowhere in sight. Reluctantly, he decided to skype-call Yoongi, praying for him to answer.
Thankfully, Yoongi did—immediately.

"I've missed you," Hoseok said to the laptop screen, shyly and embarrassed as his face flushed pale.

"Oh yeah?" Yoongi's fuzzy and distorted voice echoed back through the Macbook speakers, "I've missed you too. I wish we could come to you guys sooner, but Namjoon's taking longer than we thought with the hospital stuff..."

"You've missed me?" Hoseok asked, surprisedly.

"Yeah," Yoongi laughed uncomfortably, "I woke up this morning, and when you weren't beside me, it was so weird," he mumbled,
"I don't know. I just feel like being apart is a step backwards."

"In what way?" Hoseok prodded.

"We've gotten so comfortable together. And now, it'll take a while to get used to...again," Yoongi smiled and put his hands on his forehead. He let out a breathy sigh as he shook his head.

"You're cute when you're flustered," Hoseok smiled, causing Yoongi to shake his head again and choke back a giggle, "Also, I told Jungkook the same thing yesterday, in all honesty..."

"What else have you guys been up to?" Yoongi asked, changing the subject quickly.

"Jin and Jungkook have been connected at the hip. They decided to go out today. I've been tidying up mostly—and then thinking about you—and then tidying some more," Hoseok said slyly.

"It looks like we've both been on each other's minds then..." Yoongi bit his bottom lip, trying to conceal a smile (but to no avail) as his gummy smile emerged from cheek to cheek.

"Fuck," Hoseok exclaimed, rolling his eyes and throwing his head back, "You're torturing me," he laughed.

"Am I?" Yoongi pestered, raising his eyebrows.

Hoseok began biting the nail of his index finger, as a contently-annoyed smile played across his face.
Hoseok was squirming.

"Why don't you save this frustration for when I get back, hm?" Yoongi suggested.

"You're a monster," Hoseok groaned, crossing his legs.

"I'll see you tomorrow afternoon," Yoongi cooed, causing Hoseok to squirm, "I can't wait..." he smirked.

"You're such a whore," Hoseok groaned obnoxiously, causing Yoongi to cackle, "Don't you have things you need to do?" Hoseok asked curiously.

"I do," Yoongi frowned, "But I don't want to stop talking to you."

"I have things to do also. We'll do them together. We can chat while we housekeep!"

"You're ridiculous," Yoongi chuckled, propping his laptop on a table and walking away from it, to a closet.

"So I'll take that as a yes?" Hoseok teased.

"Oh shut up," Yoongi groaned, "Just tell me what of Taehyung's clothes you'd like me to bring for you."

"Don't care," Hoseok shrugged, fluffing a pillow case as he looked at his own computer screen, cocking his head, "You know," Hoseok began slowly, "I don't think I've ever been to your house."