GUARDED REGRETS |YOONKOOK|

insomniac

"you should've asked for tips, i read.. kinda a lot."

hoseok scoffs on the other line.
"that's not the entirety of the book, yoogi."

"well, it's a lot of it that could've been included in your c- essay."
yoongi retorts.
"and don't call me that."

"what's with you and nicknames? they're cute."
hoseok says, baffled, disregarding his essay.

"that's the problem."
yoongi says with a roll of his eyes, taking a turn onto his street, and getting good distance away from people who walked along with him before speaking.
"I don't like being seen as cute. it's annoying."

"ohhh. you're shy."

"no? that's not at all what i said?"

"mhm. shy."

after heaving a sigh with the roll of his eyes, he groans.
"gguk says that all the time."

there's a brief silence.

"oh, really?"
hoseok speaks up.
"that's cute."

the pause made yoongi a little uneasy, but he ignored it.
"ugh. no."
yoongi mutters, his front door creaks as he shuts it behind him.

"speaking of gguk, how are you two, hm? on good terms, i hope."
yoongi put his phone on speaker, setting it aside on his bed as he said this, shrugging off his hoodie. it had been a bit warm all day, it was a relief.

"oh, yeah. we're okay."
hoseok answers with that, and that's where he left it.
"you?"

"him and i? we're well I'd think. he's happy as can be."

"are you?"

yoongi halts, eyebrows furrowing as he thought.
why did he have to think about that?
of course he was.
"yeah? yes. i'm happier than i've ever been."

really?

yoongi falls into the welcoming embrace of his blankets and pillows on his bed.

"night, yoongi."

"not sleeping."
mumbles yoongi, face buried in the soft fabric of his feather-stuffed pillow. he was tired, you could hear it in his voice. it sounded beat, raspy and broken.
probably from staying up countless nights with her.

"sure you won't."
the call ends.

"you're right."
yoongi sighs, rolling over onto his side.

chances are, if jihyun had nothing else to do tonight, he'd stay up with her without a doubt.
he didn't want to. he just wishes he could tell her that.

he rubs his eyes, reaching for his phone, and sees he got a couple of texts from his boy.
his boy.

bunny🐰: hyung ^__^
i miss u !!
sorry i couldn't hang today :( big essay

yg: i know, honeypie
i just got off the phone with hobi
he told me about it

bunny🐰: ?
he's talking to you?