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Yoonseok: The first date

A/N: this is my first fanfic. It's probably going to be trash, but hey you know what they say, "the book always reflects on it's author." IDK what I'm doing yet, so be warned it might get more mature. Imma try to keep it fluffy. Like jimins hair. Ok yeah I'm out.

Disclaimer: this is not meant to offend or disrespect BTS or ARMY's

It had been a few days since he texted him. Him. Jung Hoseok, the man of Yoongi's dreams. Tonight was their first date. Yoongi was nervous af. He took deep breaths as he looked through his closet.                                        

"Fancy? Or casual?" He asked him self this a million times before deciding on a nicer shirt and some blue jeans. He strolled into the kitchen, almost tripping on his dog, Min Holly.

"Aww who's a good girl" he cooed before reaching down and petting her. She licked his hand (aka literal perfection) and went in the living room. He grabbed a glass and poured some orange juice. He looked at the clock, 5:57. He had to be there at seven. He drank his juice and went to the bathroom.

He put his outfit on the sink before turning on the faucet and getting in. Within twenty minutes he was out. He dried his hair, brushed it and got dressed. He looked at clock nervously once again, 6:13. He put his Jordans (haha see what I did there) on and sat down with Holly.

MEANWHILE

 Hoseok was going through the same thing. Hoseok was a bit fancier than Yoongi and decided to take a bit of time to do his hair. He wanted to make a good first impression. He washed his hands and grabbed a banana. He threw the peel away before sitting on the couch. He grabbed his phone to check the time, 6:39.

"Oh, crap!" He grabbed his shoes and raced out the door. He arrived at the restaurant, Il Bella Vitale ("beautiful life" for you non Italian speakers) and looked around. He saw Yoongi sitting at a table, his minty blue hair contrasting with the dark red seats.

"Hi" Yoongi said awkwardly 

"Hello Yoongi! I like your shirt!" Being the sunshine that he is, Hobi immediately warmed up to Yoongi.  

"Heh thanks"

"So do you like Italian food? I've been here before the ravioli happens to be amazing! You should try it!"

"I don't know I was thinking maybe something less noodle-y, like a panini"

"Noodle-y? I like that word. Anyways, ok then! I'll get ravioli if you want I'll share!"

"O-ok? Yeah sure."

"Hey I know you're nervous, I am too, try to have fun though! It's not everyday you get to date a hot guy like me is it?"

Yoongi chuckles as the waiter arrives.

"Ciao. My name is André and I'll be your server today. What would you like to drink?"

"Cherry coke" both Yoongi and Hoseok say in unison. Hoseok giggles.

"Ok then, are you ready to order or do you need a few more minutes"

Hoseok looks at Yoongi, "I think we're good"

"Ok then"

"I'll have the ravioli please"

"I'll have the, uh, garden p-panini"

"That'll be right out"

When the food was brought out Hoseok thanked the waiter whilst Yoongi was eating.

"Thanks" He murmurs with his mouth full of food.

They talk. About life. About friends. About family. Before they knew it minutes had passed, and hour had gone by.

"I should probably head home soon" Hoseok says

"Ok then. Thanks for this, you know, if you don't mind, I'd, uh, I'd like to see you again." Yoongi awkwardly stammers

"See ya Thursday? 6:00 at Orchid street park?"

"Yeah! Sounds great!" Yoongi blushes as he opens the door for Hoseok. He drives away leaving Yoongi there. He decides he should go home as well. He walks in the door, grabs Holly, and starts dancing strangely.

"I did it!" He shouts, "I did it!"

THE END!