twenty-one.

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a/n: longer chap for yall ;)

they’re lounging on the couch together one day,

hoseok working on his laptop

and yoongi reading,

when yoongi slowly sets his book down,

leans forward,

and puts his hand over hoseok's,

halting his movements

on the keyboard.

"what is it?"

hoseok asks, startled.

yoongi stares at him

with such intensity

that hoseok's ears

start to turn a little red.

"when was the last time we kissed?"

yoongi says,

almost demands.

"wh-what?" hoseok stutters, blushing.

“before i hurt my head,

before the accident.

when was the last time

we kissed before then?”

hoseok has no idea how to respond.

the very morning of the incident,

hoseok had kissed yoongi many times,

soft and slow,

left naked under the bedsheets

after the long night before.

"it was, um.

i...i left for work that morning.

and before...uh, before that."

hoseok’s face is so, so red.

yoongi pauses for a second,

and hoseok watches in astonishment

as yoongi’s eyes glint,

his mouth twisting in a small,

almost knowing smirk.

"that morning, huh?"

hoseok kind of wants to die.

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