What Would You Like? || SOPE [COMPLETED]

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Sup fam! I'm back with more of whatever this shit is! I didn't want this book to turn into just Yoonseok smut so I needed to take a break to think out the story a bit more. I hope my attempts at some smut are not as bad as I think it is because giiiiirl, if it ain't awkward to sit there while your friend judges your amateur smut writing. It was my first time writing something like that...well, it's my first time writing a fanfic in general but I love every second of writing it! Sorry about the absence, enjoy!💜💜

"YOU DID WHAT?!" Hoseok whisper-screamed with a dumbstruck face.

"Hoseok, shut up! They're gonna hear you!" Jungkook said frantically as he clasped his hands over Hoseok's mouth.

Hoseok tore Jungkook's hands off his mouth wildly.

"But why in God's name did you make out with BOTH OF THEM??!"

"WE ALL MAKE BAD CHOICES IN LIFE! OKAY?!"

Both men were whisper-shouting in the hallway to the bathrooms while the group was sitting at their designated table waiting for their return. Hoseok sighed and quieted down. He crossed his arms and looked at Jungkook with bewilderment.

"So...what are you gonna do now?" Hoseok asked.

Jungkook froze as he stared at the floor. He looked on the verge of tears as his knees buckled and he fell to the floor, his hands cupping his face.

"I don't know." He said as gentle streams started to flow from his eyes. He tried frantically to while away the tears but as soon as he did, more would come.
"Fuck, I can't see."

Hoseok was worried. He'd never really seen Jungkook cry that much, but when he did, he knew it was when he was under high amounts of stress. Hoseok squatted next to Jungkook and rubbed his back.

"Listen Kookie, you're gonna feel uneasy when you eventually choose and that's normal. But, I don't want it to get to a point where it becomes a problem for all three of you. I want all of you to be happy and I really hate to see you like this, but if this is what it takes to help you choose, then cry."

Jungkook huddled into Hoseok's arms as he patted the younger's back.

"Here's a little advice from your Hyung, okay? Picture you're eighty and you're sitting on the porch watching the sky and you're love brings you lemonade and a kiss. You look up. Who do you see? Who can you see yourself spending the rest of your life with?"

Hoseok waited for Jungkook's response but when nothing came he just kept patting Jungkook with a loving smile.

"Oh My God! Hyung, What happened to Jungkook?!"

Hoseok turned to see Jimin with his apron in hand.

'Shit! I forgot he ended early today.'

Jimin ran to Jungkook's side and helped him sit up.

"Oh no! Your eyes are red! Were you crying?!" He said with a worried expression as he brushed his thumb under Jungkook's eye.

Jungkook tried to process who was touching him. His eyes cleared to see Jimin with a terrified expression strung across his pretty face. He smiled and looked up at Hoseok.

"Hey Hyung, I think I know my answer."

Hoseok paused and looked at him. Then, he felt a gentle grin creep across his face.

"Well, What are you waiting for?" Hoseok said and began to walk out of the hallway.

"Jimin," Jungkook said as he turned to face Jimin.
"We need to talk."