"Looking for something?"
Hoseok turned his head to the left, just to be met with the dark eyes of a pale boy.
"Not really" he coldly responded, feeling somewhat embarassed to ask where the bathroom is.
Now that he was actually going to stay with these idiots, he would surely get to know it's location when he really needed to know it.
"If you say so" Yoongi shrugged his shoulders, giving Hoseok a weird look. "But if you need anything, just ask."
"I know how to speak for fuck's sake.."
It was a short yet a very uncomfortable moment of silence after Hoseok had finished his line. Even he himself didn't know why he had to snap like this, again, but little could he care anyways.
The silence was broken by all the noise coming from the kitchen, as Jin and the others also came to the livingroom. Namjoon, who had gone missing for a split second, soon walked to the room too.
"Oh my gosh no need to be so formal, just sit down or something, fuck it, you can even just go lie on the couch, you're sick for fuck's sake!" Jungkook laughed as he saw their guest standing in the middle of the room, looking very out of place.
"You don't usually curse this often, are you putting up a show or something?" Namjoon teased Jungkook, throwing himself on the couch behind him with a little grin.
Jungkook stuck his tongue out childishly. "I'm not a kid, I don't need to keep my mouth clean."
All the voices around Hoseok became a one, big mess that his brain couldn't bother to turn into actual words and so, as he slowly sat down on the second one of the two giant couches, all he could hear was just loud humming in his ears.
He really had tried to take up as less space as he could by crawling up to the corner of the couch, far away from the others. No matter how badly he wanted to escape this situation, he still couldn't.
Remember who agreed to stay the night?
Ding ding ding! It was him, Hoseok.
His left leg was bent against his chest and his head was resting on top of his knee, while both of his arms were hanging on the sides of his bent leg. It was a rather comfy pose for him, even though it didn't look like one.
At least it was helping him to keep down the endless aching that had begun again. Being sick really sucked, as if he already didn't have enough headache from not getting much sleep almost every freaking night.
"... Well, what do you say Hoseok?"
"Huh??"
Being slightly confused, due to suddenly hearing someone mention his name, Hoseok turned to his right to see Taehyung laying there next to him. His boxy grin vanished as soon as he saw the surprised look on Hoseok's face.
"... You didn't hear a word before that, did you?" he sighed, sounding disappointed. And well, for a good reason.
"No" Hoseok responded. "I had no reason to listen to your pointless chatting."
"For real now, you're breaking my heart!" Jin cried out, gripping his shirt, making it seem like his heart actually was hurting.
Who knows, maybe he actually was very hurt. Never underestimate such things as feelings.
"We were just discussing about watching a movie or something, since we're here" Jimin explained behind Taehyung. "So, is there anything you wanna watch?"
"Uhm..."
Another dead topic for Hoseok. As if he had the money to keep even a laptop with him, not to even speak of a TV. Sure, he had his phone but he really didn't watch any movies with that little screen.
Before he could come up with an answer that didn't sound like he was a fossile living under a rock, not knowing any popular movies or shows to watch, a blanket was thrown at him.
"Gahh!!"
"You looked like you were cold. Don't forget you're sick."
Hoseok moved the soft blanket away from his face, and surprisingly, he had actually figured out the speaker by his voice just by listening to it ー Yoongi really had just shoved a blanket to his face.
"The fuck you know, I might as well be feeling like I'm in a toaster!!" he snapped back at the pale boy who calmly sat back down to the armchair he had gotten all to himself.
With a small smile, Yoongi looked back at Hoseok, "But you aren't?"
Seriously, just who was this guy... Yes, it was true that ever since Hoseok had came downstairs, he had been feeling kind of cold. Not too cold, but it was getting to the point where it started to bother him.
That still didn't mean that this motherfucー Whatever, he still didn't allow anything to be thrown at him. Even if it was soft... And warm... And...
"Well... Yeah!?? But I can get myself a blanket if I'm really freezing!" Hoseok hissed back.
"I doubt that. Now, where's my thank you?"
"Thank you my ass!!"
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A/N
crazy for myself~
ok but no, it's 2am and i can't sleep, so why not to update this book.
hunies, one quick question: are you guys fine with my writing? i mean, i am trying my best to improve, but do you guys have any feedback? i just don't know if my descriptions are any good or.. gosh 😔
anygays,
💕 stay safe
ー hyun
