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"When you say you want me, is all me?"

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Hoseok groaned as he slid down against the tree beside Jungkook, who gave him a look and then went back to his phone.

"So. The party was fun," Namjoon said, finally breaking the silence. Hoseok nodded as he picked and played with the bandages on his hand and wrist. Jin noticed and sat down beside him.

"What happened?" He asked, Hoseok turned to him and then his hand and shrugged. "N-nothing," He said, mentally slapping himself for the stuttering.

"Suh-something," Jungkook mocked, putting his phone down to look at Hoseok. Hoseok sighed once he realized he wasn't going to be able to work himself out of this one.

"I just fell and cut my hand on some glass, no big deal," He mumbled, the three around him shared doubtful looks but left the subject Alone.

"Anyways back to Mr. Carter, that bitch gave me a F on the rest just because I didn't show my work. Like bitch? At least I got the fucking answer right!" Jungkook groaned, Namjoon raised an eye brow at the Younger.

"How many did you get right?"

"Two outta Ten, can you believe him?" Jungkook said, both Jin and Namjoon sighed.

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"And then I was like, dayum gurl you've got a fat ass!" Jimin said, Taehyung cringed. "Why do you have those types of conversations with yourself?" He asked.

Jimin shrugged, "I've got a fat ass, I should tell myself that every now and then," Yoongi laughed as he continued to walk down to his house so that the three could start on homework.

"You're very confident Chimmy," Yoongi said, Jimin sighed as he slung a shoulder around Yoongi, who was having trouble opening the door. "I know, baby cakes. I know."

"Never call me baby cakes again," Yoongi cringed, finally opening the door and entering the house. "But its a sweet name! Baby cakes. Has a nice ring to it." Jimin said, Taehyung rolled his eyes as he greeted Yoongi's mother with a hug and a kiss on the treat.

"Oh, I haven't seen my babies in years!" She cried, hugging and kissing the soul out of the two, who looked at Yoongi with pleading eyes. "You just saw them yesterday, mom." Yoongi giggles, not even helping the two.

Once she finally left go of them, she greeted them correctly and then turned to Yoongi. "Do you have work today?"

"Nope. Going back tomorrow though." Yoongi said, his mother nodded as she suddenly perked up and smiled at Yoongi. "Oh, Bear!"

"Yeah?"

"Your grandmother's here! She care yesterday but I guess you were distracted." She said, Yoongi's eyes widened as he looked at his friends and then at his mom.

"Really? Okay." Yoongi said, following her into the kitchen, where his grandmother was, in fact, sitting. "Oh, Yoongi, it's great to see you sober." She said the moment Yoongi entered the kitchen. Yoongi blushes as he sat down across from her, his two BFFs not knowing what to do and busied themselves by going through the fridge and cabinets to look for food and drinks.

"Y-Yeah, that must've been nice I see your grandson like that after you haven't seen him for a few years." Yoongi said, giving his friends a weird look but then turning back to his grandmother.

Mary nodded as she also looked at his friends. "Who's that?" She asked, "Taehyung and Jimin, my Bestfriends." He said, the two turned around with food stuffed in their mouth.

"Nice to meet you," Taehyung said after properly swallowing his food, but Jimin on the other hand. "Yeaf nif to meef youf," he said through his food, Matilda lightly hit him and he smiled shyly. "Your cooking is amazing, mom," Jimin said, knowing Matilda would turn instantly soft when he called her mom.

She only rolled her eyes as she told the group that she had to finish some work. Both Taehyung and Jimin said they would leave the two alone and that they would go upstairs to play video games.

"So. How's school?" Mary asked once everyone was out of sight. "It's going great, straight A's all throughout this semester." Yoongi said, Mary nodded as she played with the rings on her fingers. They were obviously expensive.

"And how's that boyfriend of yours treating you?" She asked, Yoongi suddenly shot up, he was surprised that his grandma already knew but he was glad she wasn't like his father about the situation.

"Hoseok? He's great. You know.a day or two after we started dating. He took me shopping and I'm pretty sure I spent most of his money but he told me it was alright, and then we went to eat at this really nice diner and we had milkshakes he was so sweet and nice. I have no idea why everyone labels him as a mean and rude bad boy," Yoongi rambled, a small smile on his face as he spoke.

"S-sorry, I'm talking a lot, aren't I?"

"No. Not at all. It's nice....nice to know you can find some good love in anyone, female or...male." Mary said, she then cleared her throat and looked back at Yoongi, analyzing his outfits that consisted of a slightly oversized, mint hoodie and his shorts with black knee high socks. She wanted to badly to make a nasty remark on it but she held back.

"And..about your outfits, no one teases you. Right?" She asked, Yoongi shook his head. "Nuh-uh, our school is actually real supportive so I don't have anything to worry about."

"Do you l wear skirts and dresses?" She asked, Yoongi once again shook his head but this time with disgust. "Heck no. I may be free with my feminine side but I definitely can't pull off a dress or skirt."

Mary hummed as she stopped messing with her rings and fixed the fur coat on her. "Well, you go ahead and play with your friends, I might as well take a nap or something and then we can't talk later."

Yoongi nodded as he told her goodbye and made his way upstairs, once Mary was for sure he was gone she let out a long sigh. "I swear I can't take it!" She groaned.

"Never again, god I can talk to him as if what he's doing is okay ever again!" She said, she stood and went to the guest room to lay down and hopefully blow off some steam.

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I wanted to add more to Hoseok's conversation with his friends but said forget it last minute cuz I'm lazy 🤠

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