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"Hoseok."Seokjin sighed softly. "Please tell me you aren't really ignoring your soulmate just because he's male."
"I don't want to lie to you though. That's exactly what I'm doing."Hoseok admitted with a shrug. "I'm not gay. I won't pretend I am, either."
"Hoseok, if your soulmate is a male, then you clearly aren't straight!"
"I am straight!"Hoseok glared at him. "I don't care that my soulmate is a guy!I'm straight, hyung."
"Hoseok, you have a grand total of seven scars!Two days ago, you had one. You had one scar and now you have seven!"Seokjin hissed. "You're hurting him on purpose!"
"It's not like I intended to hurt him!"Hoseok growled. "I am not his soulmate!"As Hoseok spoke, he hissed as he felt yet another scar appear with the others, and Seokjin frowned as he looked up, seeing Yoongi frozen in place behind Hoseok.
Yoongi had an expression on his face that made Seokjin want to cry.
The pain was visible in his eyes, and the tears streaming down his face showed how upset he was...yet he was smiling.
He let out a shaky sigh, and looked down. "We can't choose our soulmates, Hoseok. Nobody chooses who they're paired with."His voice was hushed, and he didn't want to speak any louder. "I'm sorry you don't like me, but that doesn't change the fact we were literally made for each other."Yoongi turned on his heel, and trudged inside with his tears still falling, ignoring the people who decided to check on him.
He wanted Hoseok to break.
So, the male wiped his tears, and texted a group chat he and his friends had, and smiled faintly as he left a message.

Yoongle Boongle
I need you guys to meet me on the roof at lunch, no questions asked.

Loonytoons?No, Joonietoons
Got it

Jungkookie
Okay hyung

That One Gucci Alien
Sure thing

Mario is Seokjin in disguise
I'll be with Hoseok, sorry, but text me everything afterwards, he'd get suspicious if I left

Jiminie Cricket
Okay hyung I'll be there

Yoongi smiled at the responses, and shut his phone off, making up a plan in his mind as he waited for lunch to come around.

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