Hope | Yoonseok

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"Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh."     

Henry David Thoreau

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Yoongi awoke to the blaring sound of his alarm clock, Hoseok tossing around and smacking the clock. "5 more minutes." He mumbeled, laying his head back on the pillow. Yoongi looked around, it was morning, it was actually morning.

For the first time in weeks he had slept the whole entire night, all because he was in Hoseok's arms. "My shin doesn't like you very much." Hoseok muttered under his breath, making Yoongi softly laugh. "I told you about my kicking habits." Hoseok merely hummed, he didn't really appreciate the several bruises on his legs, but everything for his love.

"BOYS TIME TO GET OUT." Yoongi's mother abruptly opened the door with her eyes covered. "We behaved mom." She uncovered her eyes, smiling at the two messy bedheads peaking out from under the blankets. Taehyung peaked his head around the corner. "Goodmorning." He had just woken up himself, Yoongi could hear it from his morning voice.

"Morning Tae." Yoongi stretched himself out, nearly knocking Hoseok off the bed. "Slept well?"

"I did. Hoseok you should stay over more often." The said boy rubbed his face, a sleepy expression plastered across it. "If my shins will survive, yeah sure." Hoseok rolled onto Yoongi's lap, using his thighs as a pillow. "When Baram says get up, you REALLY have to get up Hobi." Taehyung laughed and then left the two boys alone so they could become more awake.

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Yoongi's mother dropped the three of them off at school. Taehyung still had a bandage around his neck but had made it a mission to wear cute scarfs and turtlenecks to cover it up.

Hoseok looked around the courtyard before he got knocked down by a big force being thrown against his back. "Oh my god Hoseok." Yoongi helped his boyfriend back on his feet, when they looked to see what it was... They saw it was Hoseok's backpack.

"There's your bag!" Seokjin yelled, he was still quite far away from them. Accompanied by Jimin, Namjoon and Jungkook, they probably just got off the bus. How he managed to throw it that far, they had no clue. Yoongi rubbed over Hoseok's back, hoping it helped with the pain.

"Taehyungie!" Taehyung turned around, only to get lifted in the air. "You're back!" Taehyung smiled down at Hayun, giving him a kiss. Seokjin had joined the group and was gagging, Yoongi elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow! That hurts!"

"Good."

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"How's living alone Jimin?"

"It's been one day."

"Why are you living alone?" Taehyung looked confused. His classic interrogation style... pretending to not know what's going on. "I got kicked out so I live alone now."

"In a haunted apartment." Seokjin shuddered. "It is not haunted."

"Wait, why didn't you ask me to help?" Jungkook asked, an offended look on his face. "Jungkookie no offence... But I really don't like you and Seokjin being in the same room together."

"Then why did you choose him?" The same offended look was still there. "Seokjin knows how to clean! Your room looks like a pig lives there!" Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek, folding his arms. "Fine."

"Do you have pictures?" Taehyung asked, interested in how his friend decided to live. "I'll videochat you once it's decorated! I still have a lot of boxes to unpack." Jimin stuck out his pinky, Taehyung linking his with it. "Deal."

"Don't expect too much." Seokjin snickered and took a sip of his drink, recieving yet another elbow of Yoongi. "Stop it!" Seokjin exclaimed, holding onto his now painful ribs.

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Seokjin was about to head home, closing his locker and slinging his backpack around his shoulder. He waved goodbye to a few of his classmates when his elbow got grabbed. Annoyed, he turned around. "Can we talk?" Jungkook asked, he had been the one to grab his elbow. "I don't think that's a good idea..." Seokjin tried freeing his elbow but Jungkook kept holding on. "Please." Desperation was evident in Jungkook's voice so Seokjin caved in. "Okay fine, speak." Jungkook slid his hand down from Seokjin's elbow to his wrist and pulled him along to an empty classroom.

Seokjin sat down on one of the tables, facing Jungkook. "Why did you-"

"I'm sorry for accusing you of cheating. I shouldn't have let the rumors get to my head." Seokjin brushed his hand through his hair. "It's fine. Was that all you needed to say?" Jungkook nervously shook his head. "I want the truth."

"What truth?"

"Why you broke up with me. We bicker a lot, but it was always fine after. Why was now the time you wanted it to stop?"

"Like I said, so you can be happ-"

"I'm not happy, I was happy with you." Seokjin's brows furrowed. "No, you weren't." Jungkook grabbed Seokjin's hand. "Trust me, I was so happy when I was with you." Seokjin looked straight into Jungkook's eyes and softly shook his head. "Please- Please take me back, I don't-" Jungkook softly sniffled before he leaned in to connect their lips.

Seokjin softly pushed Jungkook off, avoiding his gaze. "We can't." He stated, jumping off the table and quickly getting out of the classroom and making a b line for the by now empty bathrooms. He shut the door behind himself, breathing heavily. Seokjin leaned against the door, slowly sliding down. Tears gliding down his face and both hands over his mouth to silence the sobs that tried so hard escaping.