Almost

One Shot

YOONSEOK

"Where the hell is that?" Yoongi whispered, now frustrated, his elbows resting on the ground while he was looking under the bed. He looked at almost everywhere already and still haven't found his favorite bracelet. The black one with aztec prints. He always wore that in every place they go. It's like his lucky bracelet. "Oh, duck." he cursed.

"I really like it when you cuss." a voice said chuckling. "And do you change f to d on purpose?" He turned his head to face him, it is Hoseok with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning on the door. He would've stuck his tongue out at him but he saw the bracelet on Hoseok's wrist. He glowered at him.

"You! Where did you get that?" he shouted as soon as he stood up.

Hoseok shrugged like it was no big deal. "Here. In your room." he said nonchalantly. And now Yoongi is all irritated at this. Hoseok is doing this on purpose and he's mentally laughing now. And I also really like it when you're flaming mad, he thought.

"That's mine!" Yoongi angrily shouted, standing firmly infront of Hoseok.

"Wha-oh right, this?"he acted innocently and Yoongi nodded with a creased forehead and a raised eyebrow. His jaw clenched, Hoseok is getting into his nerves. "I don't know, baby. Ever heard of finders keepers?"

"Hoseok if you don't give that to me now, tell me which bone you want broken." he said with gritted teeth.

"Why don't you come and get it?" he asked before running hastily. He is pretty sure Yoongi is near right now but he didn't care, this is what he wants. Close to him.

Hoseok ran to his room and waited for Yoongi to come. He couldn't help but smile when Yoongi entered with tightened fists and flaring eyes.

"GIVE THAT TO ME NOW, HOSEOK. OR I WILL BREAK YOUR ARM!" Hoseok smirked and held up his wrist.

Yoongi shouted and pushed Hoseok to the bed and tried to take the bracelet off Hoseok's wrist. He didn't notice that they are in an awkward position until Hoseok cleared his throat. He's on top of Hoseok who is now intently staring at him. That awkward position changed into something more awkward when in a minute, Hoseok is already on top of him, still staring. How the fuck could he change our position in a blink of an eye? Yoongi asked himself. He mentally smacked himself when the realization hit him that he shouldn't have pushed Hoseok on the bed.

"Uh, can you please give me the bracelet now?" this time he said it calmly, hoping that Hoseok would stop and give it to him. "...or get off of me."

Hoseok moved closer and his stare made Yoongi's insides melt. He cursed, "I hate how I can't breathe when you're close to me, Yoongi. I hate you for not noticing that I am in love with you." and as if faster than anything, Yoongi felt Hoseok's warm lips brushing against his. He stiffened when he can feel Hoseok moving and he doesn't know if he'll respond to his kisses. Should I push him? Should I slap him? he asked himself and looked at Hoseok's closed eyes. Oh, screw it. He finally found himself responding to his kisses. His tummy turned upside down as he felt Hoseok's victorious smile against his lips.

After that day, Yoongi couldn't even close his eyes to sleep. The kiss bothered him. Hoseok bothered him."That goddamn guy." he couldn't help but say in the tranquil night.

"I hate you for not noticing that I am in love with you."

Hoseok's words echoed in his mind like a broken mp3 stuck on replay. And he felt his cheeks burn. No, Yoongi, no stop blushing, will you? he told himself. Blushes are uncontrollable, though.

He sat up in a flash when someone turned the knob and entered the room. It's three in the morning and Hoseok went into his room. His eyes widened. Does he really do this every night? While I'm sleeping?!