lock me up (i'm here to stay)
Authour: kaythebest
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 2715
Ship: Jimin× Hoseok
Summary:
Jimin and Hoseok have been together for a long time.
(Jimin gets locked out and Hoseok makes the most of it.)
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"Okay, so." Jimin bounces a little on the balls of his feet. "Funny story."
"I can't wait." Hoseok is still on campus. Jimin can tell because he can hear the chatter through the receiver. He's already laughing. Jimin feels butterflies in his stomach. Hoseok just got done closing the studio. He bets Hoseok looks really good. He's probably even a little sweaty still. Sweaty Hoseok is nice.
He pouts. "You know how you always tell me to have fewer bags? Because I'm going to lose something? You know how you say that to me all the time?"
"I do know how I say that all the time." Hoseok laughs. "Are you going to tell me exactly how right I was?"
Jimin tugs at his own hair and laughs, strained. "Maybe."
"How right?"
"How right? Are there levels?"
"Yeah, like. On a scale of 1 to 10."
"I don't know, isn't it usually just a 1 or a 10? Like 'is he dead?' You don't ask 'how dead? Like a 5?' He's just dead." Jimin kicks the side of the door lightly, bag on the floor by his feet. He pulls his sleeves down over the palms of his hands nervously, phone smushed between his shoulder and his cheek.
Hoseok coos into the phone. "Jiminie, so young, so naive." He clears his throat. "Let me give you an example."
Jimin laughs shortly, leaning back against the wall and sliding down to sit on the floor, staring at the ugly gray of the ceiling and trying to ignore the old woman next door eyeing him oddly as she enters into her apartment.
With her key.
Funny.
Jimin has a key just like that.
Behind the locked door of his apartment.
"So, let's say that Donna and Johnny are super close," Hoseok continues.
"Mhmm," Jimin prods, scratching his nose and trying not to smile. "Do you know a Donna or a Johnny?"
"That's not the point-"
"Hyung, this is Korea. I don't even know if you're pronouncing Donna right-"
"Park Jimin, respect your elders."
He laughs, bright and happy. "Fine, fine." His shoulders lose a little bit of their tension. He crosses his legs to get them out of the way and starts playing with the strings of his shoes.
"Donna and Johnny are super close and someone bets that they're in a relationship and haven't told anyone."
"Okay. That seems like a pretty shitty thing to do, though."
"What?"
Jimin absently rests his head against the wall. "Make bets on someone's relationship."
Hoseok hums. The chatter of campus sounds far away now. He might be on the bus, even. Jimin prays he's on the bus. "People did that with us, though."
