❝fuck expectations.❞ | taekook

❝fifty-seventh fucking scoop.❞

(a/n) this will be kind of a short chap, but the next chap will be a bit lawnger so like yeah...

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Hoseok questioned the rushed pace of this teen, wondering why exactly he was dragging Hoseok up these stairs like his life depended on it.

It took until the top of the stairs for Hoseok to say something, "Why, are we rushing?" Hoseok chuckles lightly, watching as the neediness of Jeongguk quickened.

Jeongguk takes a second to respond, swinging Hoseok by his soft jacket sleeve, so that he was now in Jeongguk's room, stumbling a bit from the force, and the heavy guitar strapped to his back.

"My mum doesn't know you're here, and I would be happy if we kept it that way, okay?" Jeongguk informs, nodding his head once, before slamming the door shut, and locking the door carefully.

Still having his back turned to Hoseok, his concentration focused on locking the door. Hoseok watches the younger with a smirk. "You're so sneaky, Jeon. It's exhilarating." Hoseok states with hand gestures, beginning to remove his guitar off his back, and placing upon Jeongguk's nicely made bed.

Hoseok groans in relief, from the heavy weight being lifted off his shoulders, looking around Jeongguk's bedroom, he spots a seat by Jeongguk's desk, plopping down on the chair, he sighs, looking back at Jeongguk, who was standing there nervously.

"So... What should we do?" Hoseok wonders, needing something to occupy his attention, partially wondering why Jeongguk asked to hang at such an inconvenient time, when his mum was in the house.

Hoseok slouches and sinks deeper into his chair, watching the boy's nervous stance, he hadn't looked him directly in the eyes ever since Hoseok enter this house.

"Umm...Um..." Jeongguk thinks aloud, when his eyes meet Hoseok's guitar lying across Jeongguk's bed, an idea pops into his head.

"Can you teach me how to play guitar?" Jeongguk raises his eyebrow. He didn't want to tell Hoseok straight away, he wanted to be extra nice, he never wanted to lose Hoseok, he was a great friend.

Hoseok raises his eyebrows at Jeongguk, and then a smirk begins to grows upon his face, "You sure?" He questions.

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"Okay, good. Now just put that finger here." Hoseok orders, pointing to different places on the guitar neck.

"Yep, now just strum."

Jeongguk places his fingers on the different chords, starting to strum the strings as a pleasant sound exits the guitar like music to their ears.

"You got it Gukie!" Hoseok laughs, as Jeongguk got the hang of it so easily, the chords sounding so smooth, like he had done it before.

"Have you done this before?" Hoseok smirks, wondering why Gukie was such a natural.

"No, no. I haven't." Jeongguk chuckles, but Hoseok still wasn't convinced, he strugs his shoulders. The two were now sitting on Jeongguk's bed, the sun already down, the moon glowing in the distance.

"If you say so..." Hoseok tries to reach out for the guitar resting upon Jeongguk's lap.

He pulls the guitar out of Gukie's hands, placing it on his own lap. "Let me show you this melody I've been working on." Hoseok states, taking the guitar pick that was resting in between his lips, and putting in between his fingers. "Now, keep in mind, this is a work in progress. Got it?" Hoseok states, raising his eyebrows as Jeongguk nods in response.

Getting his fingers ready in the right places, Hoseok begins to play a sweet melody, humming a faint tune, as he felt the music within him, his eyes slightly closed.