Oxymoronic Eyes // Sope

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A/N: Have you watched/are planning to watch Bring The Soul: The Movie? I watched it two days ago and I teared up like three times ;-;

But maybe that's just cuz I have a weak heart 🗿

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"Hyung, I'm not gay." The three oldest high schoolers heard the freshman whine for the umpteenth time.

"You act like gay is the only sexuality that exists." Taehyung satirized, pulling the younger closer by his waist.

"I-I'm straight." Jungkook mumbled, picking at his school-provided salad, stabbing the ranch covered lunch with a plastic fork.

From the other side of the table, Yoongi sighed with irritation while munching on a piece of potato wedge. He decided to spend lunch with the others without Jimin having to drag him which took everyone by surprise, especially Hoseok, when he was the first one to be seated at the end table. Jimin gave his boyfriend a pleased smile instead of questioning him, going about their lunch like they normally would.

Though the mint head slightly regretted it now that he had to endure 40 minutes of listening to Taehyung desperately plead Jungkook to return his feelings.

Hoseok, on the other hand, was feeling bubbly inside despite not showing it through his outer exterior. He had long built a tolerance for the freshman and junior's disagreements ever since they started sitting with him during lunch. Although he had to admit that Taehyung had been even more persistent after their weekend trip to the amusement park, that didn't stop his heart from palpitating through his chest when he was seated inches away from his long-term crush outside of class.

"I'll stop bugging you if you sleep with me." Taehyung offered, suggestively wiggling his eyebrows while lightly flicking the younger's chin.

Flustered, Jungkook stumbled over his words as he tried to reject the redhead who was inches away from his own flushed face. "I-I'm not gonna engage in sexual interphase with you."

The poor boy couldn't help but feel that he had said something wrong when his hyungs bursted out in a fit of laughter. Jimin leaned on Yoongi to prevent himself from sliding off of his seat while the older covered his mouth to muffle his own laugh. Even Hoseok couldn't help but bite his lip to hold back a giggle.

"Sexual- the fuck did you just say?" Taehyung wiped a tear forming in the corner of his eye, face matching the color of his hair from the amount of oxygen that left his body. "You mean sexual intercourse?"

"Oh fuck! Y-yeah, that!" The freshman hid his face with his hands, finally realizing his mistake. "Sorry, I just got out of Biology and Health class this morning. Got... got the two mixed up."

"If you're gonna deny my offer, at least deny it right." The junior teased, pinching the younger's cheek.

"W-what do you expect?! You were being overly straightforward!" The younger defended, trying to scoot away from the older but failed as the arm around his waist restricted him.

"It's called being gayforward, bunny." The red head chuckled.

"Tae, spare the boy." Yoongi finally butted in, amusement still lingering in his eyes. "Stop trying to turn Jungkook gay or you'll end up like that American dude who does make up for a living. What was his name again? John Charlie? Jonas Charles?"

"That's not his name, you cheesestick." Jimin giggled, playfully rolling his eyes.

"Who cares, he's not even important." The mint head scoffed, looking back at the junior.

"Yoongi-Hyung, I'm not trying to turn him gay when he already is and just hasn't admitted it yet." Taehyung justified himself and Jungkook only scowled in disapproval.

"No point in arguing if his mind is already set on it." Jimin sighed, subconsciously placing his milk carton on Hoseok's tray like he had been doing every lunch. Hoseok smiled as a thank you and everyone continued with their pointless topics and arguments.

It almost felt like he finally had friends after more than 17 years of being forced into isolation.

Hoseok excitedly clicked away on his laptop, downloading his tracks to transfer into a hard drive. Yoongi made small conversations with him during audio class and somewhere in between, the younger's hobby was brought up.

This time, the older had not rudely cut off the boy's nervous babbling but instead offered to give his work a listen.

Now the brown-eyed boy's eyes sparkled like he was 8 years old again. He couldn't wait 'til morning came and he'd have class with Yoongi to show him.

His phone rang right when he finished his task, smiling when Jimin's name popped on the screen.

Picking it up, he answered the call and pressed on the speaker icon.

"Jimin." He greeted, walking to his backpack where he shoves the hard drive in the front pocket.

"H-Hoseok?" The other senior's shaky voice filled the emptiness of the room which caught the brunet's attention.

The boy scrambled back to his desk and quickly grabbed his phone, almost dropping it in the process. "Jimin? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Come to the hospital. Y-Yoongi needs you."

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A/N: What's the fuckin' situAtioOnN-

That's a reference to the bread bank no gluten meme if you didn't get it 😔

Anywayz... this chapter's a filler srY