"you, you look stunning,hoseok,"
"mmm,"
"like i wasnt expecting you to look this good in orange."
"mmm,"
"can you,like, speak eng-"
"caN YOU WAIT TILL IM DONE WITH HIM, YOONGI?", jin interrupted him, making hoseok silently laugh.
the freshly-dyed ravenhead pouts and plops onto the couch. moments later, hoseok peeks behind the curtains, immediately brightening the older boy up.
"hobi!"
"how the fuck do you look that good in black hair? is this some kind of sorcery? i'm so-", hoseoks little rant gets cut off by yoongi giggling and soon enough, both boys are laughing.
hoseok remains smiling as he grabs his hyung's hand and caresses it. if yoongi's smile could possibly get wider, it would've. his eyes further scrunch up and he leans against his taller companion.
both boys thank seokjin and get prepared to leave the place only for hoseok to be called on by seokjin.
"you called?"
"listen,kid. i don't really know if you're yoongi's boyfriend or whatever", he says, in a hushed tone.
"but the kid's gotten so much happier, he's smiling so much. i don't know if you're feeding him drugs or something but please, keep doing it, seeing him happy makes all of us happy.", he points to an oblivious yoongi, who gleefully waves at hoseok once he realises that hoseok was looking at him.
"another thing, if you've got any hair mishaps, which, looking at you, probably lots of 'em, come right here and i'll fix 'em in no time, 'kay?", he says, flimsily holding a namecard between his index and middle finger.
"uh, thanks?", was all the boy could manage, before being pulled off elsewhere by yoongi.
(a/n:should i update again ;))
