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As Yoongi finalized dusting off the shelves of the music shop, the lightening tone of a jingle, meaning the door opened, filled his ears.
He knew exactly who it was.
"Hi Hobi."
"Hey Yoongles, sorry I'm early, just got off sooner than I thought so I'll just chill with you until you finish up."
"Okay, just a couple more minutes and I should be good to go."
Simultaneous to finishing the last of the dusting off the shelf, Yoongi bumped into Cheol who had also just finished his shift.
The intense stares formed an atmosphere with the epitome of a platonic relationship, whether it was past or present, just looking at the pair and how they had seen each other showed they had once been together.
Hoseok noticed this, causing him to cross his legs and look away, a sharp pain piercing his heart to the sight of his beloved staring into another man's eyes who had the same fair chance of receiving affection back.
Cheol smiled cutely, and moved out of the doorway, then continued to lightly gesture Yoongi into the room, moving him by placing his large hand on his lower back.
Hobi watched as the sensual man's hands threatened to slide down.
The thought caused Hobi to make his move.
"Yoongles do you need any help?"
Hoseok made his voice sound soothing, caring, and toned it in a way to sound as if he spoke to Yoongi like a boyfriend, though they hadn't dated.
He had his hands in his pockets, his head tilted, and his body posture in such a mixture of seductive, limp but caring, bad boy, yet gentle.
This caused Yoongi to let a soft smirk form on his face as he looked from the boy in the doorway back to his bin where he grabbed his belongings.
Cheol eyed the man in the doorway.
Once completely situated, Yoongi slid his time stamp into his slot, than proceeded out the door, not before the light stroke across the back waist from Hoseok.
Yoongi was the first to get to his car.
Hoseok had walked there from his nearby job at a small sandwich shop.
Hoseok climbed into the passenger side, Yoongi started the car, and they were off.
The car ride was a lovely atmosphere, the light sprinkle from monsoon season decorating the shiny black car.
The light lofi music playing a soft contemporary tune that perfectly aligned with the small droplets.
Hoseok brightly smiled as he noticed the low hum and thumb tap against the steering wheel next to him.
Yoongi added a sort of low extra bass that fit to the song well.
Hobi couldn't help but giggle in this perfect moment.
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Fanfiction"You are worthy. Your problem is that nobody hates you more than you do." He refused help until he met the sun. Smut. (Idk if you guys consider it good or bad)
