tic-tac-toe °。m.yg + j.hs

20 - j.hs

"hey, for the record, you can do so much better." hoseok petted taehyung's head as the younger blew his nose loudly.

"i thought he was the one! i trusted him!" taehyung flicked another tear away and dabbed at his cheeks.

hoseok stared at the younger man in dismay. "ok, ok. how about we do some cheering up excercises."

taehyung sniffled and looked at him quizzically. hoseok smiled at him. "since you like art so much—"

"i can't draw, hyung. i can only do makeup and take half-arsed shitty photos."

"bullshit, your drawing is amazing. i want you to draw me your ideal man. like, the guy you'd want to fuck regardless of the time, date or circumstances."

taehyung considered this. "not baekhyun?"

"not baekhyun."

the younger nodded slowly. he pulled himself up and wrapped a blanket around his shoulders before shuffling into his room and closing the door.

hoseok sighed and started putting away the various tissue boxes, dvds and teacups that had gathered around tae's couch.

when finished, he sat down, curled his legs up beneath him, and pulled out his phone.

(A/N; I'm not gonna b fancy and make those fake chats any more bc my phone has 0 space lol)

hoeseok has entered the chatroom.

hoeseok:
sup bitches

namjube:
i'm g, wyd

hoeseok:
idk, im @ tae's place

namjube:
shit, he still sad bout baekhyun?
ngl i totally called it

hoeseok:
he's drawing

suckjin has entered the chatroom.

suckjin:
what's up, fuckers
it's ya boi

namjube:
fuck off

suckjin:
smh aren't you gonna miss me
when hoseok and i go on our
business trip to korea?

namjube:
...
no

suckjin:
nvm it's not like i'd tap your
dusty ass anyway 😤

hoeseok:
smh just fuck already

suckjin:
.

namjube:
smh, if you wouldn't tap my ass
i'd totally tap yours

suckjin:
honey thats ggggggay

namjube:
bitch so are you

hoeseok has left the chatroom.

"hoseok! i'm finished." taehyung's voice wheedled out of his bedroom. already? damn.

hoseok ventured into the younger man's room and smiled at the sketch propped up on the easle.

the man that taehyung had drawn lacked a distinct face, but his hair was soft looking and his big eyes made little moons when he smiled.

"i haven't really thought about the face. honestly i want a tall boyfriend."

"unlike baekhyun?"

"ew, not in any way similar to him." taehyung turned back to his paper and erased the left eye aggressively.

hoseok watched him pensively. "tae... do you realise something?"

taehyung paused, eraser in his hand. he shook his head and continued his work. hoseok bit his lip. "when we ran into him- baekhyun, i mean- when we ran into him... uh.... doing the do, shall we say..."

taehyung 's jaw clenched.

"anyway, when we found him... we were kind of in the middle of something."

taehyung blinked.

"shit."

"yeah."

"wait, wait. so i cheated on him while he was cheating on me?"

"i mean... yeah."

"shit." taehyung mulled over this for a second and then made a move towards his phone. hoseok snatched it before him.

"just because you both cheated doesn't make this relationship any less of a mess."

taehyung pouted. "it evens out. let me text him."

"no! it's not healthy."

taehyung sighed and pushed his hair back, out of his eyes. "you're right."

"hey, listen. we're going to korea in like two weeks. think of all the hot guys you'll meet. you'll get over baekhyun in no time!"

[A/N;]

smh i wanna discontinue this but i have so much of the plot left agshdjdjjfkdf maybe i should just timeskip? lmao im so lazy