08:52 am
Taehyung and hoseok were cleaning up the kitchen, rooms echoed with another one of taehyung's and jungkook's antics.
"Yeah then I 'accidentally' got his top wet and then he had to stay topless. His abs are so nice hyung. Anyways one thing led to another and the next thing we know is that we're making out while I un-" taehyung blabbered on. Despite how much he hated taehyung's cringey stories, he still loved and cared enough to listen to him.
"Woah stop stop stop stop. Ha. Ji. Ma. I think I get what happens no need for detail" hoseok interrupting or he would've have to pour bleach and ethanol into his brain to remove the images that were in his head
Taehyung giggled "Sorry hyung," gently hitting hoseok on the arm. "Anyways this reminds me, Jimin was getting pissed at me because he said that I was ignoring him too much so is it okay if I bring him over here one day?"
Hoseok shrugged "sure I don't see why not". His cleaning was put on pause when he phone vibrated, illuminating that a text had been received
Yoongi: busy?
Hoseok: not really
Yoongi: come town with me?
Hoseok: okkaee
Yoongi: cool, pick you up in ten
"Ooh hyung, what are you smiling at? Some girl texting you? Hmmmmm?"
Taehyung playfully poked his armYeah, sure... girl.
"No, hey can you do me a favour, look after the cafe for a bit. I need to go out" hoseok asked, putting his full faith in taehyung
Taehyung cupped his face with his hands and gasped "you're trusting me? Of course I'll look after the cafe. And it's gonna be super duper clean and amazing when you come back" hugging his hyung
He patted the younger's hair before walking out the door to get changed into more presentable clothes "okay I'm trusting you so make sure it's clean"
"Aye aye hyung!" childishly doing a salute. Despite how annoying hoseok found him. He really did love him like a younger brother and could always rely on him for favours and advice.
Making his way down the street to get to his apartment with headphones in his ears, when a he saw a figure dressed in black which happened to be yoongi.
"Hey hoseokie" yoongi waved
"Hey yoongs, I was making my way to my apartment to get changed. You can come with me if you want"
"Sure"
The pair of them made their way to hoseok's apartment and soon arrived after a short walk It was a small, but chic space. As soon as you walked in, they were greeted by the rays of the sun bursting through the holes of the blinds, illuminating the room with it's pale yellow vibe. A small cream coloured couch just fit for two, was at the side of the large window and table right in front of the sofa. However, yoongi had to admit the apartment was very clean and had a certain home like aurora to it.
All that was heard were the stamps of footsteps as hoseok walked past the living room, though a door which took him to a his bedroom while yoongi stayed in the living room and kitchen to look around.
"Hoseok, is that a bong on the table?" yoongi picked up the small pipe which had a black and pink marble effect painted on it.
"Oh that, yeah it is. I think there's still some weed in there. Feel to smoke some if you wanna" hoseok causally replied back from the other room.
Yoongi picked up the pipe and a clipper lighter which was next to it and lit the weed and started to smoke from the pipe. Inhaling it like it was oxygen, feeling it travel through his lungs, intoxicating his mind, and back out through his lungs and releasing it from his mouth creating a large smoke cloud, which he then made some smoke rings, cuz why not.
Hoseok was watching from the the room, eagerly looking at him closing his eyes and inhaling and exhaling.
Yoongi continued to wander around the room when it came to his attention that hoseoks bedroom door was wide open. Meaning that he could see everything that he was doing.
I really shouldn't look. He thought to himself but yet he still didn't turn away.
He stared at hoseok putting on his belt around his slim waist, adjusting the buckles admiring his slender fingers. And when he changed his top, faint chocolate abs were noticeable on his lightly tan skin, he wore a loose, flowy white top, which showed off his collar bones ever so well, and paired it with a black bomber jacket.
Yoongi coughed when he made awkward eye contact with hoseok, and then broke the gaze.
"So" yoongi cleared his throat "you ready?" he stared at the younger, admiring and looking at his simple outfit which looked so good on him and how his pink hair would bounce off the morning sunlight, and the natural tan glow on his cheekbones.

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Paper hearts || m.yg, j.hs
FanfictionIn which a successful business man, Min Yoongi, is fascinated by a broke cafe owner, Jung Hoseok, and gives him money folded into hearts