Locker Room | m.yg + j.hs

iii. alone.

                      ~third pov~

yoongi looked down at his phone and smiled brightly. his wish had come true. he was finally alone with hoseok. they were the only two people at practice, which meant everyone else must have forgot.

coach wang stepped into the gym and looked around.

"anyone else?" he asked, scanning the gym back and forth. it was the second day back, so it was easy to forget. he wouldn't punish the missing boys today, but it was their job to practice.

"well - today's kind of a free pass for you guys. no drills or lessons. just shoot around and do whatever you feel. i'll be in my private office working on some paperwork. okay?"

hoseok was silent at his coach's words. he came to busan to become a basketball player, not a 'shoot around' player. however, yoongi went straight to the hoops and was already shooting.

"what are you doing? come on!" yoongi beckoned hoseok over to the court. he had to find a way to get closer to the boy, no matter how hard it was.

"so was practice like this in gwangju?"

"nope. we had way more members, and practices were usually at ten o' clock at night. having practice right after school is so much more refreshing." hoseok said as he sat down on the polished floor and wiped his forehead. yoongi followed, taking a long drink out of his water bottle.

"have i showed you the locker room?"

"no. i'd love to see it though!"

yoongi lifted himself and gave hoseok a hand as he did the same. maybe this could be a bonding experience!, yoongi thought.

hoseok pushed open the tall doors to reveal a large room stacked with black and red lockers. there were wooden benches placed in the middle of the lockers, and sports banners plastered across empty walls.

"it's so big!" hoseok squealed while he paced around the area."so much bigger than the one back home!"

"but that's not it." yoongi said, eyeing hoseok."there's a separate room for the basketball players."

"you're kidding." hoseok's mouth dropped open as yoongi led him to a hidden door behind the showers.

"ta da!"

in the room contained two small tables, one filled with snacks and microwaves, the other a sitting area. trophies from past years contained in glass boxes lined the walls.

"would you like to grab a snack t-together?" yoongi suggested. but by the time the words slipped out of his mouth, hoseok had already stuffed his cheeks with snacks.

yoongi headed over to the sitting area and sat down next to the boy. despite being almost a foot away, he could smell the boy's strong cologne.

"hoseok, has anybody ever tell you how adorable you are when you eat?" damnit. he shouldn't have said that.

"umm..." hoseok chuckled while putting down his bag of chips."no, i don't get too many compliments,really."

the red color of yoongi's face drained. hoseok didn't mind the compliment, because he wasn't used to them.

"really? you're such a cutie... i've only known you for a few days and i couldn't help but compliment you."

"wow, thanks." hoseok looked down and smiled brightly. this boy was too nice. he was definitely going to be a great friend.

"i'd really love to get to know you better, yoongi hyung." hoseok blurted out. several situations flickered through his mind. yoongi's reponse could only have two come outs - good, or bad.

"well why don't we have at it!" yoongi said, smiling. "have you ever heard of twenty-one questions?"

                                 ---

"just an older sister." said hoseok, twiddling his fingers. the game was almost over, and it was yoongi's turn to ask a question.

"this is the last question, so i'm going to make it a good one." yoongi said as he lifted an eyebrow. "have you ever kissed someone?"

hoseok's face turned as red as fire when he was asked the question. would it be too embarrassing to say he's seventeen and still hasn't had a simple kiss on the lips? the rule was to be honest, so that's what hoseok did.

"n-nope."

"hoseok!"yoongi yelled while lifting himself up from the chair before sitting back down. "i can change that."

and in the heat of the moment, yoongi leaned forward and delivered hoseok his kiss on the lips.

outside of the door to the private room, a shirtless jimin wiped the sweat off of his forehead and struggled to get the door open with his greasy hands. once he walked in, his whole world crashed. the only thing he could see was the man he loved kissing the man he hated. and that was when he decided, that maybe it was time to find a different person to admire.