Sugar, sugar

Five

Hoseok's pov
Jimin shoved a few more fries into his mouth as Hoseok grilled him about his 'boyfriend'. Hoseok knew Yoongi. He also knew Jimin. He also knew Jimin didn't know Yoongi and Yoongi didn't know Jimin and neither of them knew Hoseok knew them both.

This would be fun.

"Soooooooo?" Hoseok meant across the table waving a fry at Jimin's face making his face twist into an 'intelligent face' before it went back to its classic grin.
"Oh my god Hobi can't I eat in peace?" Jimin also leant forward but bit the fry out of Hoseok's hand and fell back into his seat. "And there is nothing to tell he only sent me one message- which was so bad I nearly cringed inside out."
Hoseok took a long drink before mumbling "It wasn't that bad was it?"
"Uh yea it was Hobi, just be glad you didn't have to read it,"

A waitress appeared and Hoseok recognised her from the night of the basketball game. He snorted remembering her failed interaction with Jungkook.

The waitress turned towards Jimin, looked him up and down and decided he would be good for tonight. She twirled a straw like lock of hair around her finger and blinked slightly too aggressively at Jimin. Alas she did not succeed, Jimin was completely unaware of her existence and was pleasantly munching on his burger.

The waitress coughed loudly and Jimin looked up to be met with Hoseok's red face as Hoseok tried to hold in his tears of laughter.
"Oh sorry," Jimin gave his signature smile to the waitress who looked like she was about to rip Hoseok's head from his shoulders.

"Sooooooo.... is there anything you'd like to order? The desserts are quite... delicious." The waitress twirled her hair as she leant over to Jimin showing off her cleavage.

"Oh for fucks sake," Hoseok muttered quietly before speaking up. "He's gay, that's not going to work love." He stood up slamming some money down on the table making Jimin flinch. Jimin followed suit and ran to catch up with Hoseok (who had stormed out) after awkwardly thanking the embarrassed waitress.

"Hobi, Hobi, Hoseok!" Hoseok finally stopped and turned around to face Jimin who was still running and would almost definitely hit him so Hoseok opened his arms and pulled a pink faced Jimin into a strong hug.

"Sorry min, I just didn't want to watch her try to flirt with you for a second longer." Hoseok whispered into Jimin's hair.
"It's ok Hobi, don't worry about it and thank you. Now let's go somewhere else."

Jimin took Hosoek' s hand and they made their way to the local record shop, cliche as it was it was the only place that could calm Hoseok down so  they always went when Hoseok had a outburst.

What the two now happy boys failed to notice was a pair of dark eyes watching them as the walked down the street hand in hand.

Yoongi's pov
Yoongi was bored. He had finished everything he needed to do today. There was nothing to do. He stared around his office looking for anything to do and that's when he noticed it. Hoseok wasn't back yet. That's why it was so quiet. Yoongi chuckled as he decided what he was going to do.

He was going to stalk Hoseok to see just what was keeping him.

Driving in his sleek black car, Yoongi searched for the black haired male who had seemingly disappeared. The town was busy with locals and tourists so it was hard to see anyone clearly. But then he spotted Hoseok. Yoongi chuckled to himself noticing that Hoseok was holding hands with another, smaller, male. Oh how fun this would be. Yoongi drove slightly further so he could get a clear view of his face when he saw who the other male was.

.....

Yoongi was angry. Why the fuck would Hoseok 'help' him to get Jimin only to be dating him? Was this some kind of sick joke? Yoongi didn't know. All he knew was that he was angry. Really fucking angry.

Yoongi slammed his fists onto the steering wheel in frustration before deciding that it didn't matter. Jimin was basically a complete stranger. He didn't even care who Jimin got with he was only a potential sugar daddy to Jimin so why should Jimin be something more to him.

Once he was happy with his reasoning Yoongi drove off in a particularly good mood stopping to get some ice cream on the way. He hummed the tune of the song playing on the radio and smiled at the birds dancing in the sky. Yoongi didn't care. He and Jimin weren't exclusive. They had barely talked. Yoongi laughed at himself for getting so worked up over literally nothing.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

Min Yoongi you fucking liar.