You awoke with a start, but the sight of your room immediately calmed you. The sweet pale minty green walls were painted a luscious colour by the soft sunlight filtering through the slightly parted curtains. Everything seemed at ease, and then your stomach lurched.
"My phone..."
Panic set back in, flooding your mind. You immediately reached under your pillow, and felt the familiar plastic case of your phone.
"Good. But who was that guy last night?"
Questions swarmed your brain as you lightly grazed your hand over your side, where you had supposedly been hurt.
Nothing.
Confusion filled your room as your brain swam in the vivid memories of the prior day.
Or so it seemed.
You tapped onto the messaging app and then proceeded to log onto yours and Hoseok's chat.
7:47 AM
You are now online.
You: Hoseok!!!
You: Please be alive and happy and healthy!!!
You: Ok look I'm sorry I was gone for a few days but I guess the group chat was a little overwhelming and I needed a bit of time to myself to get some work done.
HobiHorse11 is now online.
You: Yah!!! JHOOOOOOOPE!!!
HobiHorse11: took u long enough
HobiHorse11: i debuted and u didnt text me back to congratulate me or something
You: Yes, Hoseok, I know. I'm sorry. I've just been busy with things but I promise it won't happen again. <3
HobiHorse11: ugh
HobiHorse11 is typing...
"Wait.
Did he just 'ugh' me?"
You: J-Hope, are you ok? You don't seem your normal self...
HobiHorse11: well i me
HobiHorse11 is now offline.
"What the shit...?" You questioned, reading his last sentence over and over.
If that could be considered a sentence.
HobiHorse11 is now online.
HobiHorse11: MY BEAUTIFUL Y/N!!!
HobiHorse11: AAAAAAAAAH ITS YOUUUU
HobiHorse11: WE DEBUTED AND IT WAS FUN AND I MADE SOME MONEY AND BOUGHT SOME CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!!
You: What's your problem?
HobiHorse11: Wdym??
HobiHorse11: Oh, yeah. Suga hyung stole my phone.
HobiHorse11: Shithead.
HobiHorse11: It's ok, I promise it wasn't me saying those rude things. He just hasn't taken the time to get to know you, precious bean.
You: Pffft. With that attitude, I don't think I want to get to know him.
HobiHorse11: I don't blame you. He can be an inconsiderate fuck sometimes and really lazy.
HobiHorse11: Oh no.
You: What now?
HobiHorse11 is typing...
HobiHorse11: He looked over my shoulder and saw the texts about him.
HobiHorse11: He looks pissed.
HobiHorse11: That's it, I'm dead. Nice knowing you.
You: BAHAHAHAHA
HobiHorse11: wHAT
HobiHorse11: THIS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER, CHILD.
HobiHorse11: Jimin says we have to go eat lunch downstairs now but I don't want to bc Suga will sit next to me and manage to strangle me with a piece of napkin.
HobiHorse11: I would much rather starve and talk to my beautiful best friend then be full and then strangled to death by a mouth cleaning utensil made of flimsy paper.
You: Go eat. I'll attend the funeral.
HobiHorse11: Ly. Ttyl.
You: Ly too, horsey.
HobiHorse11 is now offline.
You are now offline.
Closing your messages app, the familiar happy and excited feeling you got whenever you texted Hoseok filled you once again.
He was like a drug, but in the best kind of way.
Your day went on as per usual with paperwork, studying, trips to the fridge, messages with Hobi, and stress.
"I should've never agreed to going on that month long trip. Now look at what you've done, y/n. There's a week until exams and you've missed so much schoolwork."
After completing your daily worksheets and things, you actually found the time to cook yourself a decent meal.
Settling into bed that night after bidding your farewells to Hoseok, your phone lets out a small unfamiliar ding.
1 new message from unknown.
You quickly opened your messaging app and scoped the scene.
There sat a message from the despised man himself.
Min Yoongi.
You tapped the chat and saw his name accompanied by a short text.
YoongiSwag5 is now online.
YoongiSwag5: hey, bitch
YoongiSwag5 is now offline.
You are now online.
"So that's how he wants to play." You mutter, shutting off your phone and pushing it under your pillow before angrily pulling the duvet over you and shutting your eyes.
"Then that's how we're gonna play."
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Oh shit whaddup.
Btw the song I've included basically just states that all the shit that happened last chapter was basically a dream...? Idk.
This chapter was rushed bc I'm literally lying in bed at 1:17 am trying to update this story as much as possible since I have a few days off from school. I know it's getting really shitty and confusing and I'm sorry. I'll try to make things a bit more interesting.
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Internet Friends//Min Yoongi
Fanfiction12:23 AM HobiHorse11: Hey HobiHorse11: Someone wants to talk to you. HobiHorse11 is typing... HobiHorse11: It's Suga. HobiHorse11: I told him it's too early but he said he wanted to apologize. HobiHorse11: What did he do to you...? • • • • • • • ...
