Hope | Yoonseok

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"And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness."

Sylvia Plath

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Seokjin entered the studio apartment, gagging. "What the fuck is that smell Jimin?"

"Previous owner died." Seokjin held onto the doorway, gagging some more. "No wonder why this is so cheap."

"Are you helping me clean or not?"

"Yeah yeah just..." He fished a mask out of his pocket, putting it on. Jimin rolled his eyes, throwing Seokjin some cleaning supplies. "This apartment is ugly." Seokjin complained, looking around at the worn out furniture.

"Someone is moving out at the end of the hall, I can have his stuff."

"So this can go out?" Jimin nodded. Seokjin rolled up his sleeve, picking up the ugliest chair and yeeting it outside. "Careful, I can maybe make a little bit more money out of those." Seokjin looked at him with disbelief. "No one is paying for that, let me assure you."

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Hoseok knocked on the door before entering, also gagging once the smell hit him. "OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE." Seokjin grabbed the air refreshment, spraying it around the whole house. "This sure is... something."

"We only need your help replacing the furniture, we already cleaned most of it." Hoseok covered his nose with his sweater. "Are you sure about that? Smells like rotting flesh" Jimin and Seokjin looked at each other. "...About that."

"Is it haunted?"

"No! Noooo, maybe? I don't know." Hoseok's lip twitched, really wanting to return back home. "How much a month is this?"

"250." Seokjin looked up at Jimin once he heard the price. "250 for this big of a space? Oh it's definitely haunted."

"Why did your mom even kick you out? I thought she already knew about you being gay." Hoseok asked. Jimin rubbed the back of his neck. "We had different opinions on a few of my decisions."

"But- your mom was always so nice!"

"She was, she is. Just didn't agree."

"And you're too stubborn to listen, gotcha." Seokjin said, wiping off the closet and opening it. "OH MY GOD!" Seokjin screamed, quickly running away from the closet. "What!?"

"I know where the rotten flesh smell comes from!" Jimin carefully approached the closet. "...Who the fuck keeps Beef in a closet? Alright, this one is going out. Jinnie and Hobi help me lift."

-

"Kicked out?" Hoseok nodded. He had decided to visit Yoongi and Taehyung after having helped Jimin. "But why?"

"He said different opinions." Taehyung squinted his eyes. "Oh yeah, he's hiding something."

"Taehyung no, you're not going to interrogate him the second you get back to school." Yoongi warned him. "I won't..... I'll interrogate him the minute I get back to school." Yoongi let out a defeated sigh. "Boys seriously, it's time for bed. Especially you Taehyung." Taehyung rolled his eyes while getting hoisted up by Baram. "Goodnight losers." He said while getting guided upstairs.

Hoseok stood up, grabbing his belongings. "I will have to leave now then." He leaned in to steal a kiss from Yoongi but he stopped him. "How about you stay over?"

"I don't have my stuff-"

"You can borrow mine." Hoseok rose his brow, knowing damn well he wouldn't fit in any of Yoongi's clothes. "Okay, Tae's then."

"I don't have my things for school."

"Ask Jin to take them with him!"

"I don't think your parents would like it."

"Nonsense, feel free to stay." Yoongi's mom had returned downstairs, giving Hoseok a polite smile. Yoongi looked at Hoseok with hopeful eyes. "Okay. I'll stay." Yoongi silently cheered while Hoseok texted Seokjin to let him know of his plans. "Hold on, he's complaining." Hoseok stuck his finger up before stuffing away his phone. "Yeah okay, it's settled."

"Great, now go to bed. And no funny business!"

Yoongi and Hoseok walked upstairs, Yoongi shortly disappeared before returning with a pair of pyjama's. He handed them to Hoseok with a smile. "Oh uhm, do you have something with long sleeves? I get cold easily." Yoongi gave him a weirded out look before taking the pyjama's back over and returned with long sleeve pyjama's. "Here you go."

-

Yoongi laid in bed, waiting for Hoseok to return from the bathroom. He didn't even spare him one glance of his abs, how rude. Hoseok crawled in next to Yoongi, cuddling up to him.

"I might kick you."

"That's fine angel." Hoseok pecked Yoongi's forehead. Yoongi leaned in to connect their lips, cupping Hoseok's face with his left hand. Hoseok pulled Yoongi closer by his waist, holding him gently. Their kiss was a lot more heated than it would normally be.

A hard smack was heard on the door. "I SAID BEHAVE." Yoongi pulled back from the kiss with a sleepy expression. "Kay, let's sleep."

"Good idea."