A few days later I was back in my own apartment, in my sun puddle on the floor watching with squinted eyes as the dust floated around the blinds. Hoseok had gone to work a closing shift and Yoongi had gone with him, catching a ride to work himself.
That left me some time.
Everything that had happened this week, starting with Yoongi's nightmare, needed to be processed and finally I had a moment to breathe and think. I never minded spending time with Yoongi and Hoseok now made me feel oddly okay, but the underlying tension between them was draining. If I was honest, the new feelings for Hoseok felt like a crush. But I'm in love with Yoongi.
When we were all together their bond felt fuller than when it was just me and Yoongi. I don't know if that means something. For now i'm more concerned with the episode we all experienced the night before Hoseok got sick, was he sick because of that? Or was it something else?
His fingers were itching for a pen, he gathered a few pens and a notebook and returned to his puddle, cracking the window open just a little to let in some fresh air.
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Diary of The Infinite
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