elastic heart『 jikook 』

二十一

ᅳ i'm so sorry for not publishing this sooner, but y'all should know by now that when i say "next week", i actually mean "the next fucking year lmao" +++++ also major time skip on this chapter ; a/n ᅳ

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saturday

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❝ remind me why you invited him again? ❞

i hear yoongi say as soon as i walk over to him and hoseok. we're having a party to celebrate our collab since we just finished it a week ago. it's a modern house with a huge ass pool and all those lights. quite normal, if you ask me.

i ignore the obvious attempt of yoongi's to insult me, but hoseok immediately comes to my rescue.

❝ it's called a "collab" for a reason, yoongs. the party is for both of you and the whole team. ❞

yoongi gives him a look that clearly screams, "fuck off, traitor," and i take this as the time to add,

❝ i gotta say, i never hosted a party for a single song before. it was always for an entire comeback album. ❞

❝ you didn't host one. hoseok and your bitchy manager did all the stupid work. ❞

❝ okay, yoongs. okay. ❞

hoseok answers him in my stead. honestly, at this point, i don't wanna argue with him anymore. i intend to spend this whole night celebrating. if i have to spend another fucking second stuck in those small four walls with min yoongi, i might actually kill myself.

❝ alright, hobi. i need a drink. i'll catch up with you later. ❞

❝ it's fine, fam. everyone always needs a drink when they talk to yoongs. ❞

yoongi shoots hoseok a murdering glare which the latter completely ignores by giving me a brief hug like he always does and urging me to get a move on.

when i do leave, i hear yoongi's petty complaints slowly die down as the distance between us grows larger.

❝ since when did you guys get so close that he calls you by that name now? like what a . . . ❞

i go to the bar and expect to see namjoon hyung, but much to my demise, he's out in the dance floor with jin hyung. g r e a t.

taehyung should be here so i'd feel less alone. now i kinda regret urging him to go on another date with jae. this time, alone. because as much as i see tae trying so hard to push the pitiful kid away, he obviously needs and deserves someone to take care of him like jae seems to want to.

i then walk to sit on one of the wooden outdoor chaise lounges, drinking the daiquiri i got from mark, the bartender. props to hoseok and namjoon for being able to hire the best bartender in the city. that's what happens when you mix charm with brains.

i sit there for a while, staring into the pool. it puts a little distance between me and the crowdᅳnot too much to make me lonely, but just enough to let me breathe. there's only about two people swimming in the pool as most of them are more interested in the dance floor.