Hoseok sat himself in the backseat of his car, letting Joon drive and allowing the passenger seat to be taken by Jin. Today, Jimin was going to school with Taemin. They were working on some project for some teacher and it didn't concern Hobi too much.

He felt lonely again, but in a new way. He no longer had the connection with Jimin of lacking a soulmate and Jimin seemed to be pairing himself off with the Taemin kid. He knew and could feel Yoongi, his emotions were revealed too, all new colors and sensations under his skin. But he wasn't in front of him. He wasn't present to hold hands with across the console like NamJin. Yoongi was miles and miles away from him.

Hoseok was also trying to give him the space to decide what he wanted. It felt wrong to interfere with the blossoming relationship between Yoongi and his mom, so Hoseok didn't call so often. Instead, his frustrated energies were taken out in the gym.

His mom suggested a new hobby, his dad offered to enroll him in dance classes again, but Hobi has yet to accept them. He needed something like that to distract him from missing Yoongi so much and a structured class would be convenient for that, however Hobi hadn't danced in a few years. He'd fallen out of the habit when his grades were slipping and hadn't really touched it since. He needed to know where he stood in terms of skill and muscle memory.

Namjoon thought he should get a job. It was a nice idea, Hobi felt like he had no place to start. He didn't know what he liked doing to the point of making it a career and although it would be part time, Hoseok wanted it to be relevant to his future.

If he could make it through today, then he could call Yoongi when he got home from school. He'd tell him, because Yoongi would understand.

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"I'll get a train ticket,"

"No." Hobi sighed. "Babe, I called you because you'd get it, not for you to pity me."

"I want to see you as much as you do. We're in this together, Hoseok." Yoongi smiled, heart strung with longing.

"If you visit me, I'm driving. That's my condition." Hobi pursed his lips, cradling the phone against his chin to erase an answer he didn't trust.

Yoongi's laughter spilled through the reciever, "And the point of that would be...?"

"I can spend all that time alone with my boyfriend. My soulmate."  He intoned, expertly pressing away at the buttons on his calculator.

"Hold that thought, Byulie brought home groceries." Yoongi chirped, not unaffected by his boyfriend's sweet words.

Hoseok nodded, unthinking, and tried to complete the algebra work packet he'd been working on for the past week. In ten minutes, there was a crackling and loud swooshing as Yoongi picked his phone back up.

"Byulie says you should come up Friday after school and have dinner before we go to your house." Yoongi mused. The creaking of his bed and rustling of his bed cover pushed to drown out Yoongi's voice as he continued lightly. "We could have a road trip. We can get snacks, I can make us a playlist, or we can just talk the whole time."

Hoseok dropped his pen. "This weekend?"

"Y-yeah... if you want to, of course."

"Of course, shit Yoongs, I'm going to see you on Friday." Hoseok leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes as giddiness flooded his chest. "I can't wait."

"I can't either, but we both have homework to finish," Yoongi's reluctant whisper met Hoseok's ears through a film of content. It was alright that they had to hang up. Because, in 2 days, and approximately 15 hours, Hoseok would be holding his Yoongi close for the first time in weeks.