Your hair is pretty/I hate your sweater (BTS SOPE/Yoonseok fic)

CHAPTER 9

/1k? Seriously? Thanks so much!!

Yoongi arrived at work. He was late as usual. Namjoon gave him his "you survived" speech. In this very moment Yoongi was glad that Namjoon texted him every night and congratulated him every morning. It somehow made him feel important in the months he didn't have a reason to live. Now he may or may not have found it. It was way too early to tell. Yoongi couldn't help but smile. The younger was shocked because of the boy's pink hoodie. It has been forever since he saw Yoongi wearing pink. He actually never saw him wearing anything colored, but you get the point.

"So... How was the movie?" Namjoon asked. He really couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"It was... Bloody. Hoseok was scared as fuck." Yoongi said, laughing a bit. "It was cute."

"Has he held your hand?" The younger asked, resting his head on his hand. He leaned in on the counter.

"All the time." Yoongi said softly. Namjoon squealed like a middle school girl. "Can you... Like... Not?" He said, blushing a little.

"Just one more thing, then I'll shut up." Namjoon said, laughing a bit. "Did he come over to your place or something? I saw him earlier and he was wearing a familiar shirt."

"Fuck you, Joonie." Yoongi said, raising his middle finger up and walking in the back of the store.

"I fucking knew it!" The younger exclaimed, clapping his hands in excitement.

Yoongi closed the door of the back of the store and sat down on the floor. He looked at the cactuses. He always thought cactuses are so underrated. They're pretty and don't need much attention, just a bit of water now and then. Somehow, he could relate to them. He just didn't see himself as pretty. Not even on the inside. Especially not on the inside.

Someone entered the shop. Namjoon recognized him right away. Namjoon's eyes widened. He wasn't expecting to see him. Not here. The person that entered was a pretty and tall platinum haired male. The aloe bubblegum addicted boy could sense the storm coming.

"Hello." He said, pulling the sleeves of his pink sweater.

"Hello! How can I help you?" Namjoon said, trying to keep himself calm.

"Is Yoongi here?" He asked, looking a bit nervous.

"What do you need him for?" Namjoon asked. His tone of voice was very serious and cold.

"I want to talk to him, please." The other said.

"I'll ask him if he wants to see you." Namjoon asked and went to the back of the store.

Hoseok arrived at work. He was way too happy about his life. He was also a bit upset that he loved Yoongi more than Yoongi loved himself. He remembered something just as he was washing the cups in the sink: he didn't know if Yoongi was taken or not. Great, now he couldn't think of anything else. Taehyung couldn't help himself and decided to ask about the date.

"Did you have fun yesterday?" Taehyung asked.

"It felt like God is on my side." Hoseok jokingly answered. "He is so cute that my heart might melt. We held hands and his sleepy voice early in the morning makes me soft." He said, probably daydreaming about the whole date.

"Hold up! Hold. Up." Taehyung said. He was freaking out. "H-HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HOW HIS VOICE SOUNDS EARLY IN THE MORNING???"

"I slept at his place. Just slept." Hoseok said.

"On the first date? That's even more intimate than sex!" Taehyung said.

"I know. I even ended up embarrassing myself!"