Locker Room | m.yg + j.hs

xx. anger.

~seokjin's pov~

when namjoon concentrated, it was so adorable. just the way he looked at his paper and pencil, the way he got frustrated when the equation didn't work out was the cutest thing i think i've ever laid eyes on. but the concentrated namjoon quickly transcended into a shocked namjoon.

"seokjin-" he gasped, staring deep into his phone. "remember chanyeol, baekhyun's boyfriend a.k.a jimin's new boy toy?"

"i mean, i guess so."

"look." he slid the device to my desk, which contained a picture of two tall men holding hands at what looked like a mall. "so?" i replied as i gave the phone back to him.

"the guy he's holding hands with isn't baekhyun. that's oh sehun." namjoon strongly stated.

"oh." i gasped sarcastically. i had no idea who these people were, but he seemed concerned. "should we tell jimin?"

"hell yeah. once he hears about this, chanyeol will be getting a mouthful from all of them."

"well, lunch is next period so it's not too far away, huh?"
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it was hard to distinguish if jimin was angry or really angry. he was happy most of the time, and it was surprising to see the boy like this.

"i can't believe he would do this to my best friend-"

"best friend?!" jungkook loudly cried, pausing his eating. i looked over to him, finding a smile plastered across his face.

jimin pulled out his phone and violently started typing. damn, he really must care about baekhyun's relationship. well, i mean he's probably just looking out for the boy.

"slow down, jimin." i mumbled under my breath. namjoon rested his head on my shoulder and moved his hand up and down my thigh. it was random, but all i wanted to do was rip his shirt off and give him love. it had been months since we had sex and i craved his touch once more, beyond just kissing and snuggling.

"later." he whispered in my ear, the heat tingling my senses all around.