Philophobia (FEE-la-fo-bee-uh)
The fear of falling in love
Jung Hoseok is philophobic
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It was now Sunday, an hour before Yoongi was supposed to meet up with Hoseok to be exact. He was trying to decide on an outfit, when Namjoon, Jungkook, and Seokjin walked into his room. The blonde jumped as his door opened and in marched the three males with bags in their arms.
"My dad will kill me if he finds out you guys are here," Yoongi whisper-shouted at them, all three of his friends seeing the fear in Yoongi's cat-like eyes. Seokjin frowned and went over to hug the small male.
"He's passed out on the couch, don't worry," Namjoon reassures before plopping down on Yoongi's bed- well, more like a mattress with a blanket and pillow on it.
Yoongi's father was an alcoholic. It all started after his mother left, but that's a story for another time. Yoongi let out a sigh of relief and nodded in the hug. "Ok... Why are you guys here anyway?" The blonde pulled away from the hug and looked at his friends.
"We wanted to help you get ready! No offense, Hyung, but you don't have the best fashion sense," Jungkook said as he threw all the bags on the mattress.
"What's all this?" Yoongi furrowed his brows, eying the bags.
"We went shopping for you," Seokjin smiled and took out all the clothes from the bags.
"Well, I and Hyung did. Namjoon-Hyung just followed us because he doesn't have good taste," Jungkook laughed when Namjoon glared at him.
"Guys... You didn't have to-"
"We wanted to, and you don't have to thank us. Just go through and pick one, and hurry! You've gotta leave soon!" Seokjin nodded.
The short male only nodded before going through the bags and seeing many different outfits. He liked them all and it didn't take him long to choose one.
He chose a white t-shirt tucked into dark blue jeans with a bright blue jacket that had different words and signs in red and black. He paired it with a pair of red and black vans (I think- idk I'm going based off one of his stage outfits XD) and a long necklace that Seokjin threw at him last minute.
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As Yoongi was fixing his jacket, he noticed a small, untouched bag. "Uh, what's in that bag?"
All three of the short male's friends turned to look at the bag before looking back at Yoongi.
"Oh, we got you some new little things. You can have them when you come over later. You're staying right?" Seokjin questioned, earning a nod in response.
"Good. Now, I'll drop you off with Hoseok since you're gonna be late if you walk."
"Or wait any longer. Let's go!" Jungkook yelled, only to be shushed by his Hyungs remembering the passed out man downstairs who was more than likely drunk.
It was a 20-minute drive from Yoongi's house to the arcade the boys were meeting at. The short male stared out the window the entire drive just thinking. His thoughts were interrupted when the car came to a stop and Jungkook nudged his shoulder.
