oneshots | jhs + myg

jealously

prompt: 'are you jealous?
warning: angst™
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hoseok and yoongi had been roommates for a year. he and hoseok were very close, and told each other everything.

yoongi decided he would dress up tonight, and get chinese take out for hoseok and himself. yoongi went to his bedroom in the apartment, which the walls were plastered with music posters, and the ceiling was covered in glow in the dark stars, because he liked to look at them when he's sad at night.

he took a few steps towards his closet, and pulled it open. he swept the clothes that had fallen off hangers aside and looked for a good outfit. he picked out something casual, but comfortable. he pulled a big sweater over his small frame, and lifted the black jeans over his legs. he put on kumamon socks, and closed his closet doors. he wiggled his toes, and giggled at the way it made kumamon's face move around.

after his giggling session, he went back out to the living room and picked up his phone. no texts from hoseok. he sighed, and dialed the chinese restaurant. he ordered what hoseok liked, and what he preferred, knowing it'd make him happy.

he plopped down onto the bouncy couch, and scrolled through Twitter. he tapped his feet to an unknown song playing through his phone speakers. he was singing when the doorbell rung.

he opened the door and was met with a cute delivery boy. the boy handed over the bag of food, and yoongi handed over the cash to pay for it. the boy winked at him, and left. yoongi closed the door, and shivered.

ugh boys, he thought. he sat the bag down on the counter and started taking stuff out of it, container after container, and a small piece of paper with a phone number flew to the ground.

god this kid is weird, he threw the piece of paper into the trash, and ignored that it happened. he sat there chinese food on the coffee table, and waited for hoseok to walk through the door.

he waited and waited. he tapped his feet, and messed with his finger nails. he let out a big sigh, and as soon as he did, the door swung open.

in came hoseok, and some random dude smashing their lips together. yoongi stood there, frozen.

"hey- uh yoongi" he continued to kiss the mystery boy, and took off his jacket and let it fall to the floor. they walked to hoseok's room and shut the door.

yoongi couldn't move. he could feel the tears in his eyes starting. he slowly sat himself back down. all he could hear were faint moans and banging on their thin walls. he just sat there. he did nothing. he wanted to scream, and scold hoseok for forgetting how long they've known each other. he was jealous, but he didn't notice it. he wanted to be in hoseok's room with him, underneath him. he wanted to be the one hoseok stumbled in with. yoongi stared at the wall. he looked at the food, and started crying again. he felt weak. he wanted hoseok to come out, and tell the man to leave. he wanted hoseok to make it all better, but he knows he can't always have that. he wanted hoseok in general.

the noises flowing out of his roommates bedroom slowed down and then came to a complete stop. yoongi sighed. he could hear faint foot steps down the half in hoseok's bedroom. no sounds were echoeing throughout the apartment, just yoongi's quiet sobs. the door to hoseok's bedroom creaked open. yoongi heard foot steps.

"sup yoongs." hoseok said nonchalantly. yoongi stayed silent. hoseok came to the couch and looked at yoongi, who had his head down.

"sorry if we were loud." hoseok chuckled and took a container from the coffee table and sat down next to yoongi.

"who is we? why the fuck did you bring a guy here?? we've been living together for a year today, hoseok. thanks for the gift of hearing another guys moans." yoongi spit out, and hoseok sat there stunned.

"yoon..." hoseok placed his hand on yoongis shoulder, and yoongi pushed it off.

"leave me the fuck alone, hoseok. go have fun with that guy. im sure he's waiting for you to stick your dick inside him once more." yoongi stood up and walked to his bedroom.

"also tell him to get the fuck out." he yelled at hoseoks door so the guy hoseok brought could hear him. he opened his bedroom door, and slammed it behind him.

hoseok immediately got up and went to the guy.

"please get out." hoseok choked on his sobs.

"what? why the fuck would i leave? you fucked me." hoseok pulled the guy out of his bed, leaving the sheets even messier than before. he pushed the guy throughout the house, and out the door.

hoseok sighed. he walked to yoongi's bedroom door. he knocked lightly.

"yoongi...? sweetheart?" he heard faint sobbing. his heart broke. he made this happen. he waited for yoongi.

"don't call me that..." yoongi clutched his blanket he was wrapped in. yoongi's soft voice pulled at his heart strings.

"is it okay if i come in...?" there was silence. he heard rustling from inside. the lock clicked, and he heard yoongi's small feet pattering on the wood floor in the bedroom.

hoseok opened the door, and was met with a small boy wrapped in a black blanket. hoseok smiled, and walked towards him. he sat, and wrapped his arms around yoongi.

"hi baby..." hoseok whispered. yoongi softened up brought his head out of the blanket. his wet brown eyes met with hoseok's. hoseok cupped yoongi's chubby cheeks, and smiled fondly at him.

"there he is..." he giggled and yoongi put his head back down in his blanket.

"why'd you do that, hoseok...? why'd you bring a guy here on this night? can't you tell i like you...?" yoongi's words came out muffled, but hoseok understood him.

"im sorry...i like you a lot too." he giggled, and yoongi looked up. he showed his gummy smile, but it faded.

"but why did you bring a guy home?" yoongi took hoseok's hands and played with them nervously. hoseok smiled at him.

"i'm a little drunk..." yoongi laughed and hit him playfully.

"you're stupid." yoongi fell into hoseok's chest and they stayed cuddling in yoongi's bed until the next morning.

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[joshua is typing...]

this is bad and there's prolly a bunch of spelling errors

oh well

signing out-

joshua