constellations

2- twitter

"what do you want..?" yoongi asked, his phone on speaker as he paused the Lion King. "nothing really, just wanted to know how you were doing." it was Namjoon. Yoongi now had to sound like his outside self, even though he was sat snuggling is plushie on the sofa with about 4 blankets covering him. "oh, i'm okay now... i took some medicine and i should be fit to come in tomorrow." Yoongi told him. "ah that's good to hear, it gets kinida boring around here without you." Namjoon giggled. "even if you hardly talk to me anyways." he added. "yeah whatever." Yoongi brushed him off, a little embarressed, yet, loving the compliment.

"what are you doing now, Yoongi?" Namjoon suddenly asked. "um... cleaning." Yoongi lied. "what! you should't be working when you're ill! rest!" Namjoon sounded like he was scoulding him. "i'm fine, Joonie, really. I'm almost done now anyways." he sighed. "okay then, just... don't work too hard, okay?"

"okay."

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the sun was already setting, and the moon was already rising, which obviously meant it was late... Yoongi never liked it at night. It was always so quiet and dark... It scared him... He shut all the curtains and switched all the lights on in the house, just so he didn't have to creep around corners, shaking in the dark when he needed the bathroom.

he hugged his plushie even whilst he brushed his teeth, watching himself in the mirror and pulling silly faces only he was alowed to see. he enjoyed being alone... However... He did get a little lonely at times, especially at  night, or when it's dark outside.

the clock ticked away as he lay in his bed, staring at the little glowing stars he put on his roof with blutac. It mesmorized him, always trying to join them up to make new constellations of his own, his mind wandering far, making him tired. It took him about (on an average) at least half an hour or longer to eventaully fall asleep, but his throat was irritating him, so maybe about an hour tonight, and that's why he decided to go to bed a little earlier.

He was hugging his favourite plushie, keeping him warm. It was a white cat with grey stripes on its head. the cats name was minnie, because it sounded like a cute version of Min Yoongi...

he held it close to his chest as a plane flew over his head, above the house. it was loud, so he clsed his eyes shut until it past him and it was finally quiet again.

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"so, yeah. I'm totally fine now." Yoongi told Namjoon as they sat together on the train, on the way to work. "you sure? you still sound a little rough..." Namjoon worried. "i always sound rough. So it's not like anything has changed. Honestly i'm fine." Yoongi said, then turning to his phone as it buzzed.

He checked his lockscreen, and there was a notification from twitter, it was a recommended tweet. Yoongi scooted away from Namjoon a little so he couldn't see his screen, hen pressing on it and examining the tweet by a user named "Smile_Hoya134". The tweet read:

"just moved cities recently, Seoul, here i come!" with a few tags and emojis, then followed by a picture of Seoul taken from a train, and a picture of a Young man, wearing round glasses and brown-curly hair with the most eye-catching and biggest smile Yoongi has ever seen.

Yoongi's eyes widened only slightly at the cute picture, immediatly liking it and clicking on his profile. he soon found at that "smile_hoya134" did not have many followers whatsoever, only reaching into its forties. he found that surprising for such a pretty man. "he's moving to Seoul?" yoongi thought, suddenly interested in the man. He scrolled through his other tweets, only to find more pictures of him and a friend, the friend had blond-curly hair and seemed to have a very prominant eye-smile. it's like they were bound to be friends.

yoongi found himself liking every single one of his tweets until he reached the bottom, only to find out that the man has less than 80 tweets, then realising that's probably why he has such a small amount of followers, but most of them seem very kind, reading through the comments, but there was a few who didn't seem to enjoy his content which triggered Yoongi a little. He couldn't stand haters. he didn't see the point in them even existing.

And then, like he didn't even know what he was doing, he found himself typing a message to him after following him and switching on notifications. "hi! you're content is really cute! <3" Yoongi typed, then hesitently sending it to him.

He waited for a while for an answer, until the little "..." appeared, meaning "smile_hoya134" was texting him back. "hello! thank you so much~ hehe!" he replied with a blushing emoji. "no problem! hey, you're moving to Seoul right?" yoongi asked him, not sure what to ask, he just wanted to keep the conversation going. "yeah, i'm on the train at the moment... I have to say, i'm a little nervous!" the user replied. "oh, i'm jung Hoseok by the way, but you can just call me hobi! <3" he added. "oh? why are you nervous..? i'm Min Yoongi." yoongi  asked.

"i don't know really... it's just becasue i've always lived out in the countryside my whole life. it's kinda a big step for me!"

"oh that's cool. so did i, but i've been in Seoul for about 8 years now. i moved when i left college."

"oh! you're from out in the countryside too! did you enjoy it?"

"i enjoyed it, yes. but, the WiFi wasn't the best out there!"

"haha, true. so, how's seoul life?"

"eh, it's okay, the only thing i would say, is that transport in rush hour his the worst.  i hate standing up on trains. my legs ache!"

"wow. that sounds like torture, i'm sure i would be able to survive though... barely~!"

"lol"

Yoongi didn't stop texting him until the train finally arrived to where he needed to be, Namjoon tapping him on he shoulder and stepping off together. " you seem busy. who you texting?" Namjoon tried to look at Yoongi's phone but he immediatly snatched it away from his sight. "nobody." he strictly said, his cheeks going a little red and puffy.