Staegma ✧ taejin

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5:01 AM
Seven hours left

"The cafe doesn't open until six," Hoseok pointed out, as he turned off the music. Jimin nodded from the floor, unable to move much because Taehyung was sprawled on top of him. "You got an hour yet to see him, buddy."

"You know, you can take off your stupid mask, Hobi-hyung. Stop pretending you like to dance to that music when in reality you had a full choreography for Y—Agust D," Jimin said, done with his hyung.

Taehyung laughed. "He's pretty talented. Never doubted you'll like him."

Namjoon was silently writing songs from a piece of paper Hoseok had in his dance studio, but he looked up at the latter with mischief in his eyes.

"Jimin knows the guy. And Tae too."

"Not asking, Joon."

"He's only eleven months older than you."

"You keep on telling me that." Hoseok grabbed his water bottle and drank it as a distraction.

"He's shorter than you," Jimin added. "And he's always politically aware of stuff. You're cramped up in your studio all day, so you must be deprived of the news."

Hoseok took another sip. "I don't need to know that."

"You already met in real life, but you didn't know it was him."

Hoseok sipped again. "I have a business to run."

"Oh? Really?" Namjoon challenged. "Then why are you so determined to indirectly insult him in social media in your free time?"

Hoseok took another sip.

Once Taehyung sat up properly, Jimin now sat properly again, but the former had laid his head on the latter's lap. "Additionally, Agust D has a gummy smile. It's cute."

"Stop making this about me." Hoseok sipped from his water bottle. "I'm not asking. We were supposed to be talking about Taehyung's pathetic meet-up, or Joon's songs, or Jimin's gaming ranks, or Jaebum's grandpa complex, or that convenience store cashier's height—"

"His name is Yugyeom," Namjoon supported.

"—Yugyeom's height, or Lee Taeil, or Block B's music videos and songs, or my student Lee Chan who stays here until night to practice, or Shownu's voice. Anything. We don't usually talk about me."

"That's the point," Taehyung said. "We hang out rarely and we only talk about painters and dancers."

"We hang out always but we talk about people and personality dissecting, rather than you," Jimin added.

"And you never talk about yourself. It's always about what my songs meant or how my day went. You'd only say a small story of how you humiliated yourself and that's about it."

"Please," Hoseok groaned. "I don't want soft hours."

"Agust D likes soft hours."

"Shut it, Jimin." Hoseok sipped again. "Shut it." Jimin laughed.

Namjoon tapped his pencil on the paper. "It's so weird to see you have a crush on a person. When we went to school together, all you did was side-eye all couples and date that girl who left you for someone else. And now you're waving the bi flag."