GUARDED REGRETS |YOONKOOK|

favor

"joon?"

"yes, hyung?"

"can i get a favor?"

yoongi's shift ended around 6pm, namjoon closed up shop at 9:30pm.
the sun set at around 5pm. that was yoongi's time to go. from what he was planning, he needed namjoon to cover for him, again. Just an hour longer.

"hyunng."
namjoon's tone is warning, preparing to get on his case.

"this is important!! i just need to leave an hour early."
it was 4:32 now, the sun rays cast shadows onto the black tile floors through the wide window, they blanketed the room in a warm, serene glow. it was only a matter of time before it would fade as the sun fell.

"is there an emergency?"

"yes! well, no.. i'm going on.. a date."
yoongi sighs heavily, saying the last part in a grumble.

"that IS an emergency!"
namjoon says enthusiastically.
"I'm happy you're putting yourself out there some more, yoongi-boongi!"

"don't call me that."

namjoon ignored his comment and continued.
"your first boyfriend.. you grew up so fast."

"I'm older than you..? listen, nevermind that, can you cover me, joonie? i want to make this night special for him."

they've been dating for a week now.
and for a week he's denied and avoided any kind of lovey-dovey stuff.
except for that time they held hands.
and fed each other strawberries.
and also, that time jeongguk kissed him on the cheek.
etc.
totally avoided, 100%.

but other than that, he wanted to show him his love in a bigger gesture, one without words because he hated, he absolutely despised romance. yet here he was, planning a romantic date for them both.
as long as he didn't have to say it, he didn't care. his love language is a bit like,

it's unspoken and I'm gonna deny it each time, but I'm in love with you and i care about you so I'm gonna show it by saying 'fuck you' and then I'll hug you after to make sure i don't hurt your feelings.

complicated, his love was bitter as it was sweet, but a balanced collision of the two.

"definitely, hyung. I'm rooting for you."

namjoon came in at 5:03, yoongi chided him for the three minutes lost. namjoon disregarded this with a roll of his eyes, patting his head, that making yoongi scowl.
namjoon thought yoongi had finally built up the courage to ambush him, feeling arms wrap around his frame from behind, and he looks to see him, face buried in his back.
he mumbles the words,
"thank you."

and then he leaves with that and nothing more, and namjoon chuckles to himself at how much of a softie he actually was.

yet, he often guarded himself, or his heart, rather. he'd push away his true emotions, the lovey things he'd like to say come out in a variety of phrases like,

"thats gay,"

"gross,"

"fuck off,"