"You know what?" Seokjin's voice is cracking with every word he's saying. His face and everything about him are numb from what he's feeling now. Anger, embarrassment, guilty, and mostly in disbelieve.
Wiping his tears, Seokjin smiles before he continued. "I act differently toward him because he look so intimidating, I wanted to impress him. Wanted him to, you know, like me? I never want anybody to like me before. Obvious reason why I always act batshit crazy all the time." Seokjin smiles bitterly at his own word. Nodding unknowingly before his hands start shaking and his sobs are getting louder than before. He look up into himself in the dirty mirror of the bathroom, his broken laugh are now shaky and forced.
"Hyung please," Yoongi is the first one to reach for Seokjin's hand but the older is quick to swat them off. His teary eyes glaring hard toward his two best friends, lips twitching to say something.
"Say, do you understand now why I told you two many times that we aren't in their league?" Seokjin asked, his lower lips trembles. Hoseok shakes his head and quickly scolded himself for doing so after seeing the way Seokjin's expression changed.
"Namjoon thought of me so badly like that, he even called me stupid. What about his two friends? Yoongi, can you assure me that Jimin isn't tricking you? Hell, maybe this was all a dare his friends told him to do? That's possible too." Seokjin grinned at his word. His brow raised arrogantly when Yoongi rolled his eyes.
"Why does my relationship need to be in this problem too? We've talked about this so many times –"
"How did you two met? I'm sure you're not the type to ask for someone number, am I correct?" Seokjin wipes his tears and now standing erect with his back leaning on the wall behind him.
Hoseok was remembered by that time he saw Yoongi smiling on his phone, but he wouldn't say a word. No, he's going to shut himself, he could have interpret it wrong.
"Jimin texted me first."
Seokjin took a long breathe before laughing, his hand on his temple as he shakes his head.
"Have you ever wonder, how he got your number? Have you ask him?"
"Seokjin we're here to talk about you, not me!" Yoongi almost shout, his fist clenching hard at Seokjin's mocking laugh.
"You're just angry because what I said might be true." Seokjin clicked his tongue with his hands crossed on his chest.
"Kim Seokjin." Hoseok warned, his brow frowned with his jaw clenched tight. The older glared at him, before rolling his eyes while turning the handle to the faucet.
"I hate them. I don't want to care about your relationship either Yoongi. Good, you two can be their new friend," Seokjin said before bringing the water on his hands onto his face. The bitterness in his words make Hoseok grimaced, thus making him stepping closer to the the older.
"Hyung–"
"God, just leave me alone!" Seokjin yells, turning his water dripping face toward the two. They can't be fooled that easily, Seokjin is still crying and he's making fuss just so he wouldn't be so embarrassed.
"Seokjin hyung, stop. You're talking based on your emotions," Yoongi said, gritting his teeth. He has to calm down, this is not the time to childishly bickering with each other.
"Hyung you're not thinking straight." Hoseok's voice softened.
"I'm never straight."
"We know that." Hoseok sighed, "That's not what I mean, I was talking about your rage. I know you've never been told like that in front of so many people," Hoseok explains softly, his lips smiling with warmth spreading on his cheeks and Seokjin turn the faucet in. His eyes lowered to the ground.
"Let's stick to our five hour rule eh?" Hoseok asked, his smile widen when the older lift his head to look at him.
"If it doesn't bother you after five hours, grab a drink and sleep your day away," Yoongi added, shrugging while his lips form a lopsided grin.
"Please tell all the prof of my remaining classes that I'm sick and couln't attend their classes, will you two?" Seokjin said, his furrowed brows are now at ease.
Yoongi and Hoseok send each other a glare before nodding with their widest grin ever.
"Now should we hug it out? I'm kind of tired standing here," Seokjin said, his cheeks slightly turn pink and he hates how a pain in the ass his Pinocchio effect can be because his ears surely are bright red right now.
But even if his two best friends notice it, they don't say anything but surge forward and hugs him tight. Hoseok's little excited sounds effect make Seokjin's grew fond.
"I'm sorry, I admit that I'm kind of stupid," Seokjin scoffed.
"We know that too."
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"I really thought he was gonna confess his obvious crush to me when he step forward. I really am fucking stupid," Seokjin mumbles to himself while groggily climbing the flight of stairs up ahead him to his room. With every steps, he can hear his three inches platform shoes hitting the cement. He's going to be red all day if he lies about not being mad anymore.
"I'm still so fucking mad thank God righ now I don't have roommate anymore that's mean I can finally sleep naked."
Walking to his said room, to his surprise, his door is ajar.
"I'm clumsy, I always forgot to lock my own door— UM FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!"
Jungkook almost throw his entire speaker to the shouting voice, his doe eyes wide open at the person in front of him.
"SIRI CALL NINE ONE FUCKING ONE!" Jungkook screamed back, his hands scurries into the front pocket of his black cargo pant.
"Wait wait wait stop screaming!" Seokjin yells, arms both out in front of his body with fingers open as he tries to stop the stranger from calling the cop.
"You literally screamed first!" Jungkook also didn't want to stop screaming, but once his little panic attack slowed down he finally recognized the person in front of him. He's smiling so wide his bunny teeth appears.
"Ooh you're that Seokjin guy! You fought with Thigh hyung this morning. Holy shit we're roommate!" Jungkook clapped his hands unknowingly, gone already the worrisome on his face before.
"Excuse me, w-we are a what?!"
"Roommate!"
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Q: Are you team Seokjin or team Thigh hyung?
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Sex with me? - yoonmin ✔
FanfictionWhat happen if you take your dare into a trippy game? Texting your senior asking for sex surely sounds as embarrassing as it should be but what if your senior agreed? What if we fall in love while playing with each other feeling? Haha just kidding...