Never Let Go || Junghope

3: He spoke

hello to all my fellow lovely readers, its me, authornim!
I apologize for the late updated, I'm rarely on wattpad and that really saddens me. I hope y'all can forgive me.

Anyway, let's get on with the story
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Third person's POV

"Are you a C-class mate?..."

Namjoon and Jimin just stared off at Jungkook, waiting for an answer. Hoseok on the other hand knew that the latter was a C-class mate, but he isn't going to tell Namjoon nor Jimin that. He wants them to hear it from the latters's mouth instead.

Besides, if Jungkook told them this whole situation they were in, Hoseok can finally hear what the latter sounds like. I know it has just been a few minutes that Jungkook and Hoseok met, but Hoseok is just curious.

Jungkook lightly tugged Hoseok's hand and looked at him in the eye. Hoseok knew what the other wanted him to do, but he completely ignored other's need and said.

"Jimin is asking you a question. Why don't you answer with your own mouth?" Hoseok knew he was being harsh, but this kid just gotta speak at some point!

"yeah, I'm asking you. Why are you looking at Hoseok? Are you asking him to speak for you? You have a mouth, why don't you speak? Or are you mute?" Jimin approached Jungkook angrily, making the latter backed away out of reflex.

"Mommy look! Those guys are naked!" The four boys bolted their heads immediately towards the voice.

A young girl, maybe 5 years old, pointed her finger towards their direction. The young girl's right hand was holding what seems to be her mother. The mother was looking at them with menacing eyes, as a good mother, she quickly covered her daughter's eyes.

"Don't look Euna, those people don't have manners, and people who don't have manners are imbeciles." The mother looked at them, her eyes were telling them: how dare you do this in public and right infront of my daughter?!

"Mommy, what is imbecile?"

"Not now Euna, let's go home ok?" The mother gave them one last look before leaving the four boys.

"Why don't we settle this inside..?" The boys all had their heads down out of embarrassment, but nodded at what namjoon suggested.

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As the four boys entered the house, Namjoon immediately went upstairs to grab a shirt to put on, along the way, he might find a shirt for Jungkook too. Since it was highly Jimin's fault for ripping it off.

For the meantime, Jimin went to the kitchen to prepare some drink for the guest. Hoseok and Jungkook had tried to make themselves comfortable by sitting on the sofa quietly.

Hoseok didn't like waiting much, so he took the remote that was on the coffee table, turned on the TV and watched some local news. Jungkook was by his side fidgeting and shaking, Hoseok could even feel it.

"Hey, stop shaking, your sweat is getting on my hand. It'll be stinky." Hoseok spoke, eyes still focused on the TV.

Jungkook just looked at Hoseok momentarily and nodded quietly.

After awhile of waiting, Namjoon came down with a plain blue shirt on. He sat on the sofa opposite of Hoseok and Jungkook, and handed the shirtless latter a plain white button up t-shirt.

"You should get changed too. Just use my room." Namjoon slumped on the sofa and taking out his phone to entertain himself.

Jungkook looked at the shirt in his hand, then to Hoseok. The stare that the latter was giving off was really persistent and annoying. Hoseok reverted his eyes away from the TV and now, to Jungkook.