Smiling For You/ yoonmin ff

IX

"Jae... Please. I need a place to stay. You're my girlfriend for christ sakes!" Yoongi pleaded.

"I'm sorry Yoon. We just have no space," the red head spoke plainly without any concern dragging down the words.

"Oh come on! You fucking know that I don't have a lot of stuff to store away in any of your closet space. And I can sleep in your bed! Or, if I don't know, you aren't confortable with that, I can sleep on the couch. The floor. The bath tub! Please, I haven't been homeless in years. I beg of you to help me."

Yoongi's words were true. The last time he had been homeless, it had been due to his own running away. Back then, there was somebody who helped him. Not his innocent, younger brother. Not some thick skulled girlfriend of his. It was his best friend. His favorite person. Jimin.

"Babe, it's not only the fact that we simply aren't ready for that kind of relationship, but it's also that you're doing this completely out of the blue! What the hell happened to your supposed 'best friends'?"

"They're getting married."

"That's it? That's all you have to say?"

"Yes."

"What the fuck? What about the fact that you should've been looking for a new place as soon as you found out? What about the fact that you should've prepared in any way possible?"

"Jungkook told me today that I have to leave soon. He said he was asking today."

"So? That means you still have time."

"No. That means I need to get out as quickly as possible before they come back from wherever they are right now all lovey-dovey and ready to make some noise."

"It's not like you haven't heard that before..."

"It is like that. I have managed to get myself out of the place every time except once. That was enough for me."

"Agh don't be so homophobic, pabo. Just because they're guys doesn't make it any less--"

Yoongi stopped her and chuckled. "You're fucking hilarious. That's not my problem."

"Oh really? Then what is?"

"Jae, I just need to stay somewhere else for a bit before I find myself a new place."

"Well, stay somewhere else."

"Fuck you. And fuck Bisoo, too." He slammed the door shut. As he walked across the hall to the elevator, all Yoongi could think was that they were both already doing exactly that. Fucking each other.

He pressed the button to go to the first floor, trying his best to leave this hellhole quickly and find a good friend willing enough to help him out.

Lord, please. I need somewhere else. Joonie? Wait, fuck. Hoseok probably doesn't want me to intrude. Jin hyung? Hmm, him and Joon will probably want me out half the time. Tae? Actually, that might work.

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look. at. that. after a millenium of being gone, i barely release two full chapters. whoo hoo. sorry, i wrote these on a plane and i finally have wifi so yee imma post as fast as possible. im sorry for going on an impromptu hiatus. not the plan. but i think that im a bit more motivated now. so, yay?

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