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❝CHAPTER 3.❞
seokjin slowly opened his eyes once again, feeling arms around his waist, a steady breathing fanning over the sensitive skin of his neck and the weight of his friend over his body.
he knew he was late to class, judging by the time displayed on the microwave, 11:34 am, so he decided to ditch all together. he couldn't bother to get up right now, not that he could anyway. hoseok hadn't moved a muscle.
seokjin laid wide awake, tracing shapes onto the younger boy's back while staring at his pink nails, polish already chipped from the lack of care.
pouting softly, the brunette sighed. and for the next half hour he spent it with hoseok aggravatingly snoring onto his neck. when said boy decided to wake up, seokjin almost screamed, having the other's elbow stab the dip of his rib.
"you piece of sh-"
before seokjin could finish his foul sentence, hoseok placed a soft finger over his lips. "shh. find your inner peace." he said and before seokjin could bite his finger off, the younger placed a kiss on his forehead and pushed himself off, skipping over to the kitchen and grabbing a can of beer from the refrigerator.
"hobi, this early? are you serio-"
"you want one?"
"sure."
hoseok smirked and walked towards his hyung, throwing the can, which seokjin barely caught. with shaky fingers, the older opened it, and chugged down the bubbly drink.
hoseok sighed loudly, his ass propped on the table as he leaned against it. "i'm so glad i don't live with my parents anymore." he grinned and seokjin rolled his eyes.
he knew he was glad to have moved away too but he would never admit it. life with his parents had been stressful and so full of hatred and pain that he didn't even want to remember it.
he simply pushed the thought the back of his head and listened as hoseok hummed softly.
"isn't that a song by isabelle huang?" seokjin asked in mumbled words as he drank the last bit of beer that was in his can, cringing at the bitter taste but putting the can down on the floor all the same.
"temptress moon."
and seokjin smiled meekly because that was the song that he would always sing to hoseok back a few years ago. back when hoseok wasn't his happy self. back when hoseok was a suicidal 15 year old who just wanted release. and so seokjin would always drive to his house late at night, sneak in through the window and sing quietly into his ear whilst running his fingers through his hair.
the song was in chinese but seokjin somehow knew all the lyrics. hoseok never bothered to find out why and it didn't matter. so seokjin continued to listen silently as hoseok hummed, tapping his fingers against his knee along with the rhythm.
and it seemed like merely seconds so it was pretty unexpected when a resonating knock filled the quiet atmosphere of the apartment. hastily, seokjin stood from the couch to open the door, revealing a shorter raven haired male.
"oh, jimin." the older smiled, letting said male walk in. jimin greeted him with a bow before wrapping his arms around his waist and placing his head on seokjin's shoulder. "hyung, why didn't you attend the morning lecture?" he asked, pulling away to look up at the taller male. "just didn't really feel like it. can i copy the notes that you took?"
jimin nodded, pulling away and shrugging his backpack off his shoulder. he pulled out a small notebook and handed it to seokjin, who took it and quickly walked to his room to grab his own notebook and a pen.
jimin took his time looking around at his surroundings and taking in the messy apartment. it had been worst the last time he came over so he was a bit glad that hoseok and seokjin hadn't made too much of a mess out of the place.
he felt arms wrap around his torso and he flinched, turning to look at the owner. and he smiled at hoseok who would always lovingly greet him every time.
hoseok pecked the younger's forehead before smiling warmly. jimin turned around to hug his boyfriend properly, before getting on the tip of his toes and leaving a lingering kiss on his lips.
"you smell like cigarettes and beer." the younger hummed as he sat down on the couch, hoseok trailing behind him and slumping against the cushions. hoseok watched as jimin pulled out a cigarette from the pack that was still on the table and lit it up, placing it between plump lips delicately.
the smoke filled the air once again and hoseok sighed happily, wrapping an arm around jimin and pulling him closer as the raven continued to breathe in more of the nicotine-filled drug. moments after, seokjin walked out his room. smiling, the older handed jimin his notebook muttering a soft 'thank you' and sitting next to him.
jimin let out a puff of smoke before smiling back. "the professor was pretty upset that you decided to skip." jimin spoke up and seokjin simply shrugged.
"never liked him anyway." he responded causing a small chuckle to leave jimin's lips. "we should do something tonight." hoseok mumbled. and both him and seokjin watched as the youngest sat up from his slouching position with sparkling eyes and a wide smile spread over his face. soft hints of smoke emitted from his nose and mouth and seokjin couldn't help but bite his lip to hold in his laughter.
"my friend invented me to a party tonight. it's outside of campus and we should all go!" jimin exclaimed, a hand resting on both his hyungs thighs as he searched for any sign of agreement.
seokjin simply shrugged, muttering a 'sure'. he was never too keen on partying but today he just wasn't feeling himself so going out and letting loose just seemed so tempting. hoseok agreed as well. how could he ever pass up an offer to drink for free and make out with his boyfriend in front of people? he would never even dream of it.
and so jimin almost squealed excitedly because it had been a while since he'd gone out with two of the most precious people in his life just to have fun and wild away at the night.
with teeth still in display, jimin leant back onto the couch, resting his head on the crook of seokjin's neck and his feet resting on hoseok's lap, feeling thin fingers caressing small circles against the sharp bone of his ankle and soft hands running through his jet black hair.
