Pastel ≒ Y.G ~ H.S (✔️)

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"I'm terrified, but I'll never let you know, social suicide, if I ever let it show"

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Yoongi was currently in a heated argument with his dad. He was angry because he came in after work to see Yoongi and Taehyung cuddling on the couch watching some horror movie. Taehyung left when his dad came in, saying something about having to meet his parents at some restaurant.

"I don't understand why you're so mad, he's my Bestfriend," Yoongi said, grabbing his phone and stuffing it into the pockets of his shorts, he got up and went to the hallway mirror to make sure his hair was somewhat presentable.

"Because I told you what I didn't want in this house and you turn around and do it anyways!" His father yelled, Yoongi rolled his eyes as he pushed his father out of the way. "You will not lay a finger on me again, do you know how disrespectful that is?"

"Do you know that I don't give a single fuck? I waited years for you to come home, and by the way you treated me, I don't owe you a bit of respect," Yoongi said, grabbing his sweater and making his way towards his door.

But he was interrupted by a tugging on his wrist, he was harshly pulled back and came face to face with his father. "I swear to god, if I ever come home to that again, you will be moving out of my house,"

"Fuck you," Yoongi spat, taking his wrist out of his grip and leaving the house. Yoongi rarely cursed unless he was with Jimin for a long time, or when he was really upset. He pulled on his sweater that had the C&C logo on it as he made his way to the cafe, not even bothering to call anyone to take him to work.

He pushed through the doors with an obvious pissed off expression. He went past Yugyeom and Kihyun with out speaking a word, he clocked in and stood at the counter, waiting for someone to come up.

"What's wrong Gi?" Kihyun asked, coming up beside the shorter. Yoongi shook his head as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Nothing, im Fine," Yoongi mumbled, Kihyun sighed as he stood in his spot for a few more seconds before he left to continue working.

Yoongi wasn't paying attention when the bell on the door rung, signaling another customer. I'm not in the mood. Yoongi thought when he heard Yugyeom say it was his table.

Yoongi grabbed his check book and moved over to that damn table.

The same table that man always sat at. "Hello, welcome to C and C, what would you like?" Yoongi asked, the man groaned as he looked Yoongi over, "The regular, sweetheart," The man said, still looking at Yoongi like a whole buffet. Yoongi walked away without saying anything else, for once, the man allowed him.

He was bored. He was so. Fucking. Bored, he wanted to talk to Hoseok, but he wasn't here and there was no texting on the job. Yoongi only sighed as he typed up and order for one of his co-workers, once he was done, he grabbed the man's meal from the window and went to the table.

"Here's you Red velvet, vanilla swirl with extra whip cream and an espresso on the side. Anything else?" Yoongi said, placing the items on the table, the man hummed as he turned his whole attention to Yoongi. "What's wrong sweetheart? Your little boyfriend dump you?" He asked, His hand itching to touch Yoongi somewhere.

"If so, I can be the one to pleasure you," The man smiled pervertedly, Yoongi shook his head, he decided to wait for the man to finish whatever he was talking about, he's been through enough already. "And...if you're a virgin baby, there's a first time for everything."

Yoongi scoffed as he stepped back a bit, "Aren't you like...thirty? I'm seventeen, it's illegal buddy, I can call the cops and you'll be in jail-"

"I dare you to tell someone and watch me slap you like the bitch you are," the man muttered, his voice a little bit above a whisper, "You're dismissed, slut," He said, Yoongi sighed as he walked away from the table, unable to stand there anymore. He really had to change his sections more often.

But somehow, the man always knew where Yoongi's section was...it was creepy. "Yoongi, you arrived here twenty minutes late, what the hell happened?" Yugyeom said, Yoongi shrugged, "Just...stuff happening at home, I'll be fine," Yoongi mumbled, Yugyeom looked at Yoongi, who didn't meet his eyes.

"Okay, Fine, But I'm here if you want to talk, Kay?" He asked, Yoongi nodded as Yugyeom left the subject alone and walked away.

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Yoongi came home with a huff, he took he money he earned tonight out of his pocket and put it in a small box near the door, he plans on carrying it upstairs and in his room.

He flopped on the couch with a sigh as he looked around the house, he didn't know what to do, he felt bored and tired for some reason. He needed something or someone to make him feel better.

So Yoongi grabbed his phone and went through his contacts, he clicked on the name:

Hobi💚💜💍

"Hello?" Yoongi said once Hoseok picked up the phone, "Hey babydoll, what's up?"

"Can you come over? I'm feeling a bit down," Yoongi mumbling, he hoped Hoseok could hear him through the phone with how quietly he's speaking.

"Yeah, of course babe, I'll be right there," Hoseok said, already hanging up and grabbing his shoes, he could tell something was wrong with him today at school, so it was quite obvious he needed something to help him feel better somehow.

And Hoseok had the perfect plan.

This ones short. Sorry, I'll release the second chapter tomorrow..hopefully and uh..

It's gunna be smexy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)