bad + yoonseok

5

(he's so beautiful i'm sobbing)

hoseok woke up with a smile on his face. he and yoongi hung out until around 8pm yesterday and he still wished they could've spent longer together. yoongi was so chill and easy going compared to his other friends.

were they considered friends? he hoped so.

the blue haired boy seemed to be on his mind 24/7 but he didn't mind at all.

it was 7:06, so much to his relief hoseok could lay in bed for a while.

he rolled onto his side and held his pillow close to chest. he thought for a moment what it would be like to hold yoongi in his arms like this. it made him smile more.

;

hoseok got to school late (definitely not because he dreaming about a certain someone) and hurried to his first lesson.

his first class was on the third floor because the school apparently hated him for some reason. although he could tackle the stairs fairly easily thanks to his dancers physique.

he slipped into class without the teacher noticing and sat down in his seat. he sat in front of jungkook in history so he never minded this class as much.

he turned around when he felt jungkook tap his shoulder
"why're you late?" he whispered
"slept in" hoseok replied, attempting to silently unpack his bag.
"where was you yesterday? you wasn't answering my messages"

hoseok pauses before answering, remembering jungkooks speech about how yoongi was 'bad news'

"uh, i had tons of homework. sorry" he lied
"don't lie" jungkook scowled. fuck.
"you was with yoongi wasn't you?" double fuck.

he scratched his head and tried to think of an excuse but drew up a blank.
"yeah. i was" he admitted
"why are you hanging out with him?"
"cause he's cool" hoseok shrugged
"do you even know him?"

hoseok thought got a moment. yoongi didn't talk much about himself.

"why do you care?" he sighed
"cause he's a bad influence" jungkook said
"sorry mom" hoseok laughed, turning back around.

"i'm not joking. he deals drugs and shit"

hoseok turned around again "really?"
he imagined yoongi's gummy smile and squishy cheeks, the heavenly sound of his laughter, he didn't really believe it.

"yeah." jungkook crossed his arms "he's always getting into fights. he's been arrested. he's barely at school" he counted each point on his fingers for dramatic effect

"how do you know all this?" hoseok raised an eyebrow
"my brothers a senior, remember?" he said

hoseok turned around again, thinking about this new information. he didn't believe it, but what if it was true? he could ask yoongi himself but he didn't want to ruin their friendship already.

"even if those things are true" he whispered back to jungkook "that doesn't mean he's a bad person"

;

yoongi waited in the bathroom, periodically checking his phone. 10:15 am.

he hated doing this, every time he did he felt a little worse about it. "one last time" always ended up being a lie.

as if on cue his stomach growled, reminding him he didn't have much of a choice.
if i want to eat, i need money he reminded himself.

it's not like he hadn't tried other options, but minimum wage jobs were depressing and didn't even pay enough for a months rent. he hated kids and kids hated him; so that ruled out babysitting. dog walking didn't pay enough on its own either. he was desperate.

and hungry.

suddenly the door opened and a tall, black haired boy walked in. he made eye contact with yoongi and smiled
"sup man" he gave him a nod.

"sup" yoongi repeated him
"you got my lunch?"

yoongi sighed as he pulled a brown paper lunch bag out of his backpack and handed it to the boy.

"thanks my man" the boy smiled and shook yoongi's hand, handing him money in the process.
"see ya" he waved as he slipped out of the bathroom just as quickly as he entered.

yoongi washed his hands in an attempt to scrub the shady feeling off of himself. it didn't work.

he ran a hand through his greasy hair and stared at his reflection. he pulled at his dark eye bags and his pasty skin. screwing his face up in distaste.

he needed a shower. he thought about the last time he had a bath. a real bath, in a real bathroom. with hot water.

he closed his eyes at the fond memories. he'd kill for a bath right now. he shook his head. daydreaming wasn't going to get him a shower, let alone a bath.

he walked out the bathroom and decided he'd skip the rest of the day and get some food. he was starving.

(bitch u THOUGHT hahahaha hitting u with some angst after the soft chapter ;) this honestly made me sad tho poor yoongs :(((()