one plus six. || hoseok x bts

【three】

❝you laughed alongside each other in heaven after leaving me to suffer alone in hell.❞

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hoseok woke up really early today . he packed his stuff, double-checked his luggage, and tidied up his room.

as he walked happily downstairs, ready to greet his bandmates like he always does whenever he sees them in the morning, a loud roar from the maknae shut him up.

"i'm so fucking sick of jung hoseok! he's just a useless piece of shit! yeah you can dance, rap and sing? i can do all of that while being better than you! you ain't the boss here!"

"let him be jungkook. a piece of garbage is always a piece of garbage."

"it's his fate to be a loser. it's also our fate that we have to deal with such a failure."

"i wish he was dead so bad..."

"he's like one of those really annoying bugs that cling onto you no matter how hard to try to fling it..."

"why won't he go away? like just quit bangtan! we'll be better off without him anyways!"

alongside the bickering trio, namjoon, taehyung sat on the couch quietly, staring at the blaring television blankly. he knew. he knew that look. it was boredom. they were sick of him. he was on the verge of tears. 

no. i can't cry today. i have important work to do. i have to work hard for myself. hoseok mustered his courage, and peeped his head around the corner. 

"hey guys, so um, are we going to the airport now?"

"not yet, hoeseok. woops, i read that wrong." seokjin said, pretending to crack one of his dad jokes. the others laughed in synchronisation, while hoseok stood there awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

"oh, you don't know?" the blonde calmed down once he was done with his slightly offensive joke. "you're not flying today. it's just the six of us and manager-hyung. you're flying alone a week later to just finish your shots then we'll be going home" 

hoseok felt like the whole world had stopped for a second.

"w...what do you mea i'm going a...alone? why? isn't this a b...bangtan activity?"

jimin gracefully walked forward from where he stood, that same wicked smirk plastered on his face like superglue.

"i think namjoon was in charge of buying the tickets. mayhaps he forgot you."

"t...then what should i d...do?"

"i dunno. maybe stay at home?" the blonde merely shurgged, his delicate shoulders matching his perfect appearance. 

"kook ah! give me back my cap!" a certain red head none other than kim taehyung bursted out from his shared room with jungkook.

"jungkook give taehyung back his cap, taehyung be a bit quiet, you're piercing my eardrums..." seokjin drabbled loudly, as if hoseok wasn't here.

gulping down the tears, hoseok excused himself and sprinted to his room.