is there hope? [very slow updates]

edibles

namjoon was laying in bed, scrolling through his feed on instagram when his bestfriend taehyung called him.

"oh my god joonie! you would not believe what just happened to me!"
namjoon pulled his phone from his ear because of the obnoxious yelling.

"i probably won't believe it, but just talk." taehyung was known for his ridiculous stories that sounded like they came out of a children's book. namjoon recalls the time tae called him and told him how he was at the zoo and a tiger ate off his hand. he then went on to say that he's indestructible like deadpool and his hand was slowly growing back.

"stop being a dirty sausage and just listen to me this one time." he said with a huff. "anyway, today when i went to the grocery store there was like a trillion old people there. they all were screaming at me because i may or may have not hit almost all of them in the ankles with my shopping cart. but they were walking like zombies, and i needed to get the batter for my edibles."

"really taetae? you're still eating edibles?" namjoon interrupted. he has been over this a thousand times with taehyung. every time he gets high he does something stupid. although that's his behavior on a daily.

"ahem sir. first off please don't cut off your royal highness again, and second my mom says i can eat the edibles as long as i share with her and we're together."

"your mom is such a bad influence on you, but i love her so much." namjoon said with a fake sob.

"eww, she's like old. anyways, we're off topic. while i was deciding whether i should get classic fudge or peanut butter brownies, someone bumped me with their cart. i was getting ready to call them a salty macaroni because these are old people we're talking about. but to my surprise joonie, it was jung freaking hoseok. like can you believe it or what?"

namjoon just sat there waiting for his bestfriend to say more but he was silent and took that as his initiative to speak. "um that's great and all sweetie, but who's that?"

taehyung couldn't believe what he had just heard what came out of namjoon's mouth. so he hung up. namjoon was way to familiar with this happening and knew tae would call back so he just watched the re-runs on tv until he called back.

*****

about an hour later, tae was calling namjoon's phone again. this time namjoon just put him on speaker and ate his mountain of snacks.

"joonie you fatass. are you eating without me again?" tae asked in fake hurt. namjoon was already making his way to his tenth honey bun and he could honestly go about another twenty. for him to be as slim as he is, he's surprised he eats so much and isn't on "my 600 lb life."

"i know my ass is fat, and yes i am eating without you. again." he said stuffing pringles down his throat.

"maybe if you actually unlocked the door, i'd be able to get in. i don't have time to break in again." namjoom was about to ask tae about breaking into his house when he spoke again.

"anyway i came here to change your life. search up dionyhope on youtube and look at the most beautiful man in the world. i don't understand his fucking username but he explained the hope part."

namjoon grabbed his phone and went to youtube, searching in the username. what popped up soon caught his attention. there was a handsome man in almost each thumbnail. joon almost forgot that he was on the phone with tae while he was scrolling through the videos.

"sweetie that's jung hoseok. i almost died when he bumped me with his cart, but when i caught sight that it was him i was about to thank him. y'know it's not everyday you meet jung fucking hoseok namjoon! i swear he's so hot and he apologized and everything."

namjoon couldn't lie that the man was overly attractive, like that had to be illegal. he almost wished that he was in tae's spot just so he could see him up close.

"i think i just came in my pants." was the first thing he said to tae.

"oh my god twinsies. but i think i do that at least once a day." knowing his bestfriend, namjoon didn't deny any of his words.

"okay taetae i gotta go i'll call you back tomorrow and maybe you can come over. i have to finish my essay for my english class."

"ugh. okay sweetie love ya." namjoon said the same and hung up. he didn't type an essay. he turned it in two weeks ago. instead he stayed up all night watching jung hoseok prank random people and do stupid challenges.

most of the time namjoon would fall asleep watching some sort of compilation of people failing at extreme sports or whatever. this time he fell asleep watching dionyhope.

*****

hola mi amigos. i just wanna say this story is already ass but im bored. yes, the lowercase IS intended. i don't own any characters. all of the events that happened are fictional so don't take this seriously.

this is probably gonna be the shortest chapter because i just wanted to gove y'all a taste of what the story will be like. also joonie is the bottom. ik exciting.

i will try to update at least once a week and i hope y'all read this sorry ass story.

also if you guys know to make good covers, please message me and we can possibly talk about that bc my covers are ass.

and if this story is similar to yours or coincidentally is word for word out of your story please speak to me. i promise this is all original work.

also if you see any typos you're 100% allowed to call me out bc i probably didn't proofread.

edit: omg it's like 2022 and i wanted to continue this book but it's so cringey so the newer chapters will be a lil less...

sincerely author