𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝕾𝖚𝖇𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊

10

"Take off your sweater."

"We're in the middle of the cafeteria, sweetheart." Seokjin raised his brows. Yoongi huffed and pulled on the sweater he was wearing.

"This one doesn't smell like you anymore! Give me the one you're wearing." Yoongi pouted.

"Not with that attitude I won't. Sit down and behave yourself." Seokjin deadpanned, Yoongi's jaw dropping.

"But-"

"You heard me." Seokjin interrupted, giving the younger a stern look. Yoongi frowned and sat down across from him, arms crossed. Seokjin gave him a pointed look, "You've been acting up a lot lately."

"I just want your sweater." Yoongi groaned.

"Okay, and there's a way to ask for that." Seokjin replied. Yoongi stuck his tongue out. "Oh, I see how it is. No sweater for you then."

"Now that seems cruel."

"Hobi!" Yoongi squealed, jumping up to embrace the other. Hoseok chuckled and sat down next to Jin. Yoongi gasped, "What happened to your face?"

Hoseok glanced at Seokjin, "My Dad kinda kicked my ass with a slipper for taking something without permission. The mark still hasn't gone away."

"What could you have possibly taken that made him that mad?" Yoongi raised his brows.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, what's this about denying your boyfriend of your sweater?" Hoseok directed the question to the eldest, who rolled his eyes.

"He's being a meanie and not letting me have it." Yoongi answered with a glare.

"You didn't ask nicely. Or ask at all, for that matter." Seokjin scoffed. Yoongi frowned and crossed his arms.

"Whatever, I'm going to the bathroom." Yoongi mumbled, getting up and leaving the table. The two teens watched him leave the cafeteria. Seokjin looked at Hoseok.

"I take it the gun belongs to your dad?"

"Yeah. He caught me putting it back in the safe and smacked me with his slipper. I explained what happened, he wasn't there when I went over to his house to get the gun. He thought I was doing stupid shit." Hoseok chuckled, tapping on the table rhythmically as he spoke.

"Why did you bring a gun?" Seokjin questioned.

"I knew something wasn't right when my call with Taehyung cut off. I didn't want to believe it, but I had to get there before something really bad happened to him. I had to force Jimin to stay home, he was so worried. Luckily, Taehyung mentioned where he was before the call ended. And luckily you found him faster than I did. I imagine it wouldn't have been good if you hadn't. Thank you for what you did, really. Hoseok explained, seeming calm. Seokjin could tell he was still a little shaken up, though. He didn't blame him. Seokjin didn't know what he'd do if Yoongi were ever in danger. He nodded as a response to Hoseok's gratitude.

"Speaking of Taehyung and Jimin, where are they? I usually see them with you." Seokjin murmured, glancing around the cafeteria.

"I had Taehyung stay home to recover from his injuries. I let Jimin stay with him because he was so worried. His heart is too big for his tiny body." Hoseok chuckled fondly.

Seokjin nodded in understanding. He bit the inside of his cheek, brows furrowing. He watched the door Yoongi left the cafeteria from. Something was bothering him, and he didn't know why he hadn't thought about it earlier. A question that had never been answered.

"So what's your deal?"

"W-What do y-you mean?"

"This whole act you have. Pretending to be the school's bad ass."