Fix you | a BTS fanfiction

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"Can you believe this weather?" Jimin turned towards Yoongi with a shining smile plastered across his glittering face. He shrugged and rested amongst the soft fabric of the large picnic blanket. A rectangle of sunlight paused amongst his eyes, which brought out the colour of his newly put in contacts, a sharp, bold, overpowering green, the colour of laziness and nature and pure beauty. He watched Jimin speak with drooping eyes and a slow rhythm of breath, that heaved his chest up and down slowly. 

"Did you know?" Jimin suddenly asked, eyebrows raised and voice low. Yoongi, intrigued by his sudden change of tone, sat up slightly and nodded his head. 

"What?"

"Hoseok hyung has never had his first kiss before."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, tilting his head back slightly, letting the sun show off his sharp features. 

"How do you know that? And why is it so important?"

"Hoseok told me himself," Jimin whispered. "And first kisses are so important! And he's never had his and I feel bad for him."

Yoongi furrowed his brows and slowly rested his head back onto the ground, staring up at the sky and barely processing Jimin's words. 

"Yeah, apparently no one liked him in that way," Jimin said, nodding his head and sipping some orange juice. "Or maybe someone did and never got the chance? I dunno."

Yoongi sighed heavily and closed his eyes, watching his eyelids turn orange and yellow and red under the glare of the sun. No one loved Hoseok? That must've been impossible, he was a sunshine to be around and everyone loved him, so what was the problem?

Guess Yoongi was going to find out. 

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"Guys wait here, we have to tell the drivers to wait because Taehyung isn't here yet."

The group sighed and Namjoon and Seokjin made their way towards the two shiny black cars that sat under the orange haze of dusk sunlight. 

"Where the fuck did Taehyung go?" Yoongi muttered angrily. "I want to fucking go home."

"Yoongi, stay calm," Jimin told him, putting a hand on his shoulder, but Yoongi shrugged him off. 

"Calm my ass!" He exclaimed. "It's not fair that we can't get home because that little twat can't keep his shit together! He can't stand to be with the group anymore, can he? What the hell are we supposed to do? Why should I suffer because of his problems?"

"Jesus, where'd mature Yoongi go?" Jungkook muttered to Hoseok, and he shrugged in reply, watching the two argue with sad eyes. He turned to look behind his shoulder, and paused as he watched Namjoon and Seokjin inaudibly yelling at each other as the two cars pulled away and drove off into the far distance. Hoseok nudged Jungkook's shoulder, and Jungkook looked too, gasping.