Yoongi was taken aback by the sudden question. Still, he didn't think it was unnatural to ask, since they all noticed that dead body this morning. "Well... Yeah, they do. The body this morning was kind of disturbing."

"Was it?" Myungsoo was turning the oven on. He couldn't see his face, but Yoongi guessed Myungsoo frowned like he was troubled – but not by the dead body, judging by the muscle change in his face. "I guess that's right."

The black haired boy crossed his arms and lifted an eyebrow, evidently a bit suspicious and curious. "Why? Do you not think so?"

"I... They did."

They did?

"Mmm..." He wondered what Myungsoo had to offer from his past. What happened? He dearly wanted to know. Why did Myungsoo act so gloomily? It had to be because of something that happened before. "Sooo, have any siblings?"

Myungsoo shook his head.

"Friends?"

"Y-You and Jungkook..."

"How old are you?"

"23."

"... I'm 23 too."

Myungsoo went silent for a moment, then Yoongi guessed out he was smiling. He could see a little twitch happen, too. "You are? Cool, we're the same age!"

"So uh, how about parents?"

"I don't care about them."

Was Myungsoo actually a douche? Or did he just have bad parents? "Why?"

"They weren't nice people."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

"They're dead now, my plea got heard."

What? "Who heard it?"

Myungsoo shrugged. He turned to look at Yoongi, and he seemed rather detached and blank. That is, until he scanned Yoongi up and down, then smirked a bit. "Having fun holding onto my hand?"

Yoongi looked down, remarking the action he just made and pulled away with a heated face. "Oh fuck, I'm sorry I –" He looked back up at Myungsoo who started giggling with a cute smile, and something in his chest bubbled with both happiness and a horrible sadness, along with a sharp pain in his brain again. It was because his smile was real. Why couldn't he see it before now? Those other smiles, they were all fake.

Now that he thought about it... Whenever he smiled, it looked a bit off. Or his smile twitched. It wasn't perfect. It wasn't sincere. But this one was, and he swore he could feel an arrow shoot through his stone cold heart.

"You're so beautiful..."

Myungsoo's smile immediately dropped and he stared at Yoongi with wide eyes.

Yoongi realized what he had just said, and took a step back while slowly putting a hand on his mouth. "N-I-I mean...!"

There was silence in between the two.

During that silence, Yoongi unintentionally passed onto the feeling of sadness that rose in his chest. Why did he feel so sad about that smile? Why did he feel so guilty? Why did it feel like seeing him smile was something he told himself he didn't deserve to see?

Why did his pained brain always scream whenever Myungsoo was around?

More silence.

Fuck Yoongi, say something!

"Uh..."

Yoongi was going to praise the boy for his "hard work" earlier – not really, it was just because he was so fucking cute (and because he didn't want to linger on what he did just a few seconds ago). He could still admire that there was a guy who looked strangely attractive... hella attractive, actually... right?

He was about to open his mouth for that praise, but a strange noise came out of Myungsoo. Was that... a moan?

"Hey... You alright?" Yoongi went to grab Myungsoo's shoulder, but Myungsoo shrugged him off when he touched him.

"I think I'm go-gonna go to the bathroom... Call me when the pizza's done." He rushed out of the room and Yoongi heard a door close harshly. What the fuck was that all about? And not even ten seconds later, Jungkook came in the kitchen with a strange looking remote in his hand.

"Hey Yoongi, have you seen my vibrator?"

"... No?" Why would he even be talking to him about this? He usually wore vibrators, but sometimes he lost them, which was pretty ridiculous. He examined the remote, and then narrowed his eyes (judgingly) "Why the fuck do you have it on?"

"Oh uh – well I thought it would be easier to find it if I heard it vibrate somewhere in the room. Sometimes it helps, but I can't seem to find it..." Jungkook turned up the nob to the max and frowned, putting his hand on his chin as he pondered where the fuck it would be if he couldn't hear it by now.

"Why don't you try finding it tonight when everyone's asleep and there's no noise?"

"Mmmmmmm, yeah... Okay." Jungkook leaned into Yoongi, and naturally the elder wrapped his arms around Kookie.

"Why did you need your vibrator, Kookie?" Yoongi hummed against Jungkook's ear, causing the younger to melt under his touches.

"I cou-couldn't get myself ... off..."

Yoongi chuckled lowly. "Well, you're gonna have to wait until tonight, baby."

Jungkook shivered in anticipation. "Stop making me like this now you big moron!"

"Not my fault you're so cute."

Jungkook's nose twitched, sniffing the air. His eyes sparkled and he gasped, looking at the oven. "Ooooh! You guys are makin' pizza right now?!"

Yoongi nodded.

"It's good you're finally getting together with him!"

"Hey whoa now, he's the one who's always cold with me."

"Maybe you're just too intimidating. Y'know I was a bit scared when I first talked to you too." Jungkook giggled and pulled himself off Yoongi, which left him whining from the loss of heat. "Still. I want Myungsoo to feel loved."

Yoongi frowned feeling like that line was a bit misleading. "Hey, Jungkook..."

"Mm?"

Do you like him? "... Nevermind."

Knock knock knock.

Yoongi and Jungkook both cocked their heads to the direction of the entrance door.

"Who the fuck is that?" Yoongi muttered to himself. They didn't have any fucking friends – at least not anyone who wasn't scared of Yoongi (Jungkook's friends).

They both glanced at each other for a second and pondered if they should answer, but came to the conclusion they should at least sneak a peek and see who it was. Walking to the entrance, they were soon caught off guard.

The one who already opened the door was...

"... Myungsoo?"

The pink haired boy turned his head around while a hasty shock came across his face. He waved at them to shoo away, but that just made Yoongi all the more curious.

"Who is it?" He asked, crossing his arms. Myungsoo looked like he wanted to talk the shit out of Yoongi but held back, which entertained Yoongi to the max.

"Oh Park Myungsoo, who is that I hear?" The unaccustomed voice from outside the door spoke.

Right away Yoongi could tell it was a male. Myungsoo sighed, feeling defeated and frustrated and Yoongi could even see a bit of anxiousness; his hands were shaking and he was sweating.

"Jin...This is Yoongi and Jungkook. They're my friends."

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JIN HAS ARRIVED 

what kinda drama drama will that bring? 

let's find out later!