Chapter 5: Number

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"You fucking bastard!!"

That's all Hosoek hears in Taehyung's room. He doesn't remember ever seeing anybody go through the apartment to his room so he's getting a tad bit confused.

"Tae, you okay?"

"You son of a whore!" Taehyung screams again.

What the actual fuck is going on back there? That's all that i going through Hoseok's mind at the moment. So he heads back to Tae's room and opens the door with caution. All he sees is Taehyung sitting on the floor with a controller and headset on screaming at whoever is on the other end of the mic.

"Kookie, I swear to god if you don't come help me right now you will not get your dick sucked tonight."

Hosoek just closes the door with a shake to his head and walks back to the living room, grabs his stuff, and walks out the door.

Jimin's pov

"Jin hyung, do you think you can give me the day off today? I'm not feeling too well. "

"Sure, Jiminie. Give me a call in the morning and let me know if you're feeling any better, okay?"

"Sure, Jin hyung. Thank you. I'll talk to you later."

I give Jin a small wave and head back home to rest. When I get back home I make myself some green tea with peppermint and hit the bed.

Hosoek's pov

Why does he have to be so blunt about his sexual life? I didn't ask for this, but it still happens to me. What the duck did I do to deserve this? I have quick anger meltdown as I head to my new favorite coffee shop hoping to run into the cutie from last time. But when I walk through the entrance I see that it's pretty much empty with only one worker.

"Hey there! What can I getcha today?"

"Umm, just a large cinnamon roll and a cappuccino."

"Sure thing. Just find yourself a seat and I'll bring it over to you."

"Thanks." I give him a small smile and go sit in the booth from last time.

"Here ya go." Jin sets my order in front of me and takes a seat across from me. I look up and see him with his chin resting in his palms staring straight at me. I look over my shoulder to see if maybe he's staring at something behind me, but I realize he's looking directly at me.

"Can I help you?"

"Possibly." He gives me a quick once over and looks into my soul again. I gulp.

"Did you happen to come up here with a group of like 4-5 guys a few days ago?"

"U-uum, yes?"

"What's your friend with the dimples name?"

"Who? The one with purple hair?" Jin's eyes light up.

"Yes! What's his name?"

"Oh, his name is Namjoon. Why ask?"

"Oh it's nothing. He's cute. Do you think you could give this to him?" He passes me a slip of receipt paper. I look down and realize that it's his number.

"You want him to have your number?"

"Well, obviously. I did just give you a piece of paper with my number on it and told you to give it to him."

"Right. Well I will get it to him as soon as possible." I give him a reassuring smile.

"Okay great! Your food is on the house for doing this good deed. Have a great day!" He gets up from the booth and makes his way back to the kitchen. I quickly finish my cappuccino and head outside. I pull out my phone and hit Namjoon's contact.

Calling Joonie Hyung

Hey, Hobi. What do I owe this call to?

Oh nothing. Just the fact that I just got the owner of the cafes number for you.

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i'm tired and stressed as fuck but here's another chapter anyway. 🤠

this book sucks

i might just delete it.

who knows

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