Hope | Yoonseok

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"Kiss me, and you will see how important I am."

Sylvia Plath

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"Here I am, once again. Feeling los-"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Jungkook threw a pillow at Jimin, the poor boy falling backwards off the couch he was standing on. Namjoon stood up with a sigh and helped Jimin back on his feet. "I WILL MURDER YOU!" He jumped at Jungkook, but Namjoon caught him and placed him back on the other side. Jimin huffed before sitting down next to Hoseok.

"Hobi, they are being mean." Hoseok smiled and pinched Jimin's cheek. "You were being very annoying."

"HOBI!" Jungkook laughed, this time it was him who got a pillow thrown at his head. "Jimin." Namjoon warned, the vein in his forehead slightly popping out. Jimin sat down again, glaring Jungkook down. "...So... You two...?" Hoseok pointed in between Namjoon and Jimin. "No." Both of them said at the same time, making Hoseok throw up his hand. "But you." Hoseok now decided to interrogate Jungkook. "What did I do?"

"You and Seokjin." Jungkook put his pencil down, giving up on drawing around those idiots. "What's with me and Seokjin?"

"....You're back together right?" Jimin chimed in. "Now that you say that, it would explain a lot."

"What? No! Of course not." Right on that moment his phone dinged, everyone lunching for it. Namjoon came out victorious and confirmed the thought. "Yup. 'Babe, my parents are asking if you want to have dinner with us.'"

"STOP READING MY TEXT MESSAGES." Jungkook tried grabbing it but Namjoon only raised it higher. "What should I answer back? 'Of course darling' heart emoji?"

"NO."

"Sent." Jungkook stood on the chair and grabbed his phone back, quickly texting back.

"Seokjin and Jungkook sitting in a tree, K I S S I N-" Another pillow hit Jimin's face. Hoseok must admit, their aim was impeccable. "Stay out of my business FOR ONCE. DEAR LORD."

"You're gay, the Lord doesn't want you." Jungkook gave Namjoon a foul look before tapping away again. Jimin pulled Hoseok closer and whispered in his ear. "How's it going with Yoongi?"

"I heard Yoongi, is Hoseok fucking Yoongi?"

"OF COURSE YOUR HEARING IS GOOD NOW. WHY DO YOU NEVER LISTEN WHEN I TRY TO TALK TO YOU?" Jimin yelled, smacking Namjoon's arm. "Selective hearing. I don't hear what I don't want to hear."

"Should use that with Seokjin." Jungkook muttered before a frustrated sigh left his mouth. "You two fought so much as just friends, why did you ever think this would end well?"

"Seokjin's injury got my head delusional. ANYWAY. Hoseok fucking Yoongi?"

"No!" Jimin gave Hoseok a look of dismay. "....Excuse me what? It's been like a month. How far have you gotten?" Hoseok raised his finger to defend himself, and poked Jimin's chest. "We kissed yesterday, so there. Ha!" Everyone who was sitting in the room just stared blankly at Hoseok, blinking a few times. "...Seokjin and I kissed a week in."

"I kissed before I was ever in." Jimin muttered. "Same." Namjoon also muttered. "But we aren't even together. A month isn't that bad right?" Jimin patted Hoseok's shoulder. "...No of course it's not bad... It's just, very slow for a typical hormonal teenager."

"Don't feel bad about it Hobi, everyone has their own tempo." Namjoon reassured, giving him a smile with his classic dimples on display. "Make sure he isn't a little bitch before you date him." Jungkook adviced, making Namjoon chuckle. "You know Kook. I'm grateful for you. Now that you took him back I don't have to deal with a daily leech." Jimin snorted, before apologizing to the frowning Jungkook.

"You need advice on something Hobi, all of us have expierence." Hoseok frowned, deep in thought. "Uhm... I guess I can take some more kissing tips..." Hoseok felt awkward asking them. "Good idea! You can always improve to become a better kisser! Watch and learn."

"You're going to put on a movie?" Jungkook questioned, looking over at Jimin who was standing up from his seat. "Nope. I just always wanted to know how this felt so I'mma do it."

"Do not traumatize that poor boy Jimin." Namjoon was worried Jimin was going to pull something on Hoseok. "Oh, you shouldn't be worried about Hoseok."

"What? Oh-" By the time Namjoon realised Jimin was already sitting on his lap. "You don't mind do you?" Jimin smiled sweetly, throwing in the thing known as the Jimin effect. "No?"

"Great!" Jimin cupped Namjoon's face, smashing their lips together. "...Right so Hobi you do that..." gesturing at Namjoon and Jimin. "When you have consent, very weird to do without."

"....Is there always that much tongue involved? I don't see that in the movies."

"Yup. Good luck." Jimin pulled back, completely out of breath and his chest heaving high. "Namjoon is so red!" Jungkook laughed, clapping his hands. "Ahhw. You could've just said it that you liked me."

"Get off get off get off." Namjoon lifted Jimin off his lap and got up. "And this is what you call, the gay panic." Jungkook spoke like he was in a nature documentary. "I'm leaving." Namjoon grabbed his stuff and headed out of Jungkook's home, leaving the three boys there. "...So any more questions Hobi?"

"...I think I'm good."