Author's POV
Hoseok started working at the library, as he was a lover of books and everything nerdy. Yoongi started hanging around there, too.
Hoseok raised one of his eyebrows while reshelving one of his favorite books, Whatever You Call Me. He squinted through a peephole and saw Yoongi peeping back. Yoongi played it cool and said, "Peek-a-boo, baby."
Hoseok burst out laughing. Everything, the timing, expression, and situation was perfect.
Yoongi couldn't help but give a smile to Hoseok's pureness and looked down, trying not to laugh at his own joke.
The younger grabbed a dusty shelf while wiping tears from his eyes. "Ok, ok."
However, a blush creeped onto his face as Yoongi held his hand and said, "Here, let ME hold your hand for you."
"Well aren't YOU brave and strong," Hoseok put his hand to his head jokingly.
Yoongi snorted, "That's a cold hard fact. You know what else is hard?"
"Uh..."
"....,"
"MY LOVE FOR J E S U S," he said with finality.
The librarian was about to yell "Shut up" to the two, but was acquaintances with Hoseok and turned away.
"Yoongi," Hoseok started.
Yoongi nodded, "Mhm."
"Can we walk home together? I need someone brave and strong with me."
The mint-haired boy puffed out his chest. "Yes ma'am," he said, deliberately saying the word 'ma'am.'
The younger giggled. "Thank you sir." But what he was THINKING was: omgomgomgomgomgomg is this when the people on p_rnos smash??? I'm not REaDy.
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Yoongi's POV
Hoseok walks home from school... I bet something happened on the bus he used to go on...
Hoseok
Since I walk home everyday now, I get a lot of time to think.
Too much time to think.
I always remember the color of the roads and signs, along with the blaring sun relaxing me and warming up my back and the nape of my neck. The slight breezes are quite enjoyable, as the smell of pine is carried through them. I love it but hate it.
I ended up wanting more company everyday and and let it slip to Yoongi on accident.
"How do you get home again?" he just asked me a question when I was working at the library.
"Well, I walk. You know this."
"Ok, meet me after school then." Yoongi smirked and left. What is he gonna do now? I laughed and walked to class, monotone in steps as if I practiced it daily.
Maybe it's because I did.
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whatever you call me | sope | BTS
FanfictionYoongi sweetly grinned and said, "So, how will you fall for me? Should I call you sunshine, sweetheart, or Seokie?" "Whatever you call me, I'm yours." And then the mafia got involved.
