SUNSHINE, jihope. [fin.]

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hi take another short ass chapter to make up for the lack of updates :')

Hoseok is scribbling lyrics in a journal when his phone rings. It’s Yoongi’s idea to use writing as a distraction for when he feels extra low. “Life sucks and it’s never gonna stop sucking so make a good song out of it at least,” Yoongi tells him in that matter-of-fact way of his. When he’s desperate for a distraction that used to come in the form of alcohol and sex, Hoseok tries writing instead. It doesn’t always work; some nights are so hard he thinks they’ll never end. But it’s something.

He answers the phone without even glancing at the screen. “Yeah?”

“Hoseokie,” Sejun breathes. “How are you?”

Hoseok stiffens. “Fine.”

“There’s a party off-campus tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me. We could hang out after.”

Hoseok isn’t stupid. He knows what that means. He laughs a little, thinks about what Jimin said the day he met Sejun. He likes being liked. “Did you know?”

“What?”

“Did you know I was in love with you when we were fucking around?”

Sejun is silent, and that’s all he needs.

“You’re an asshole.” Hoseok is surprised to find that he doesn’t feel anything. Not sadness or anger. He doesn’t even miss Sejun anymore.

“I never led you on. I made it clear that I wanted to stay casual.”

“You don’t keep fucking around with someone who catches feelings. That’s just common decency.”

“Look, I didn’t call you to argue.”

“Then don’t call me again.”

He hangs up, blocks Sejun’s number, and tosses his phone aside.