grand | jjk+jhs

three

march 18th 2017

to be quite honest, jungkook was absolutely terrified of 'hoseok'. he looked very nice. wide smile, dark curly hair, dressed pretty, and has a really cute puppy in jungkook's opinion. judging by his instagram page. but his head spin as he continued to wonder why a westerner follow an easterner? in this day in age?

he recalls his mother telling him a story about the time a westerner was able to reach her phone. she claimed that the westerners had spies willing to die to wipe out the easterners for the sake of all the westerners. the extinction of the east would make life in the west easier by miles. it was a believable story, who was little jungkook to question it?

soon all of the east has believed that the west was out to get them and kept all eyes and ears peeled for any trace of abnormalities in their people. if you weren't exactly like them, you weren't one of them is what they would say. not that it was always true.

this is why his stomach turns when he sees that hoseok is active on instagram. 'what could he possibly be doing' jungkook wonders. probably stalking other easterners at 3 in the fucking morning.

a loud snore case from the other side of the mini bedroom where jimin slept peacefully. the snores jungkook had grown so used to reminds him of how he completely disobeyed his elder just a few hours before. how dangerous the stupid choice of following hoseok back rather than blocking him was made his lips quiver and his hands grow cold. 'all in the name of curiosity', he curses himself.

he visited the profile with a new determination in his gut, to cut this shit off before it gets out of hand. he noticed that hoseok had only about 110 followers and followed 200 people. only making his teeth grind even more. 'stalking westerners never leave us alone. fuck you.' he thought. just as jungkook had visit hoseok's account to finally block him, he received a message... from hoseok.

he could feel all the color drain from his face again and his mouth grow dry all while his heart beat quickened worryingly (again). what... what was he getting himself into?

his hand ran through his dark hair in annoyance. something so stupid taking up his time to sleep.

jungkook never ended up blocking hoseok. actually, he ended up opening a message sent by none other than hoseok himself.