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basically movie pt.2

it was four am till yoongi was able to forcefully drag a drunk hoseok out of butterfly.

yoongi was forced to keep himself sober since he had walked a long way from home just to reach the theatre, and the distance was too short to require hailing a taxi.

"yoongi-ah," hoseok slurred. "i loooove you."

the taller man was currently leaning onto him as yoongi guided him back to his apartment for he did not know where hoseok's home was, because hoseok had never invited him over to his home.

but at the moment, the blue haired male was struggling.

the drunk hoseok wasn't very hard to keep in check, except for the part where he spat gibberish at him, but damn, was he heavy.

he wasn't implying that hoseok was fat or overweight or anything, but he knew how hoseok majored in dance, which was probably why whenever the man wore tight pants, yoongi's face would flush scarlet, but either way, hoseok was really fit.

after the long trip back to his house, trying to help him walk straight, yoongi slammed the door behind him, hauling hoseok away from the kitchen.

however, he didn't expect hoseok to suddenly lean onto him, putting all his weight on his smaller frame, and knock the both of them onto the sofa.

neither did he expect hoseok's head to suddenly fall onto his lap, his eyes fluttering closed.

yoongi froze in his seat, unsure of how to react.

ultimately, too afraid to shift hoseok into a better position, he fell asleep right there on his couch, hoseok's head resting on his thighs.

❄

yoongi woke up to the smell of someone cooking breakfast.

"seokjin?" he called, his voice low and husky, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"not sure who that is, but it's hoseok."

his eyes immediately snapped open, and he bolted up from his seat, the sleepy haze disappearing.

"hoseok? you don't have a hangover or anything?" worry laced his voice, seeing as the other had too much to drink the night before.

"actually i do," hoseok gulped before continuing, "also i'm sorry about last night. i even-" a short pause. "i even fell asleep on your lap."

yoongi caught hoseok's ears flare a bright red as he choked out the last sentence.

"it's ok, i don't mind." yoongi replied, making his way to the kitchen. "now move over and rest for a bit while i finish making breakfast."

❄

due to his throbbing head and his tendency of sprinting over to the bathroom to empty out his guts every now and then, hoseok had no choice but to stay at yoongi's house until his condition improved.

"i should've known not to give you a heavy breakfast," yoongi muttered guiltily.

hoseok's heavy footsteps thudded on the floor as he came back from throwing up for the second time that morning, sitting down next to yoongi on the couch.

yoongi massaged his temples, deep in thought.

"hoseok," he said, the younger perking up upon hearing his name being called. "go to the bedroom and rest."

"but hyung, i'm fine, it's just the constant vomiting that's the problem."

"no. don't pretend like that fever is nothing, hoseok. you literally felt like a living furnace." he jerked a thumb at the door behind him. "just go."

too tired to argue, hoseok trudged into yoongi's bedroom.

❄

the bedroom door creaked open, revealing yoongi with a basin of water in hand, and a small towel in the other.

shutting the door behind him with a small satisfying click, he set down the basin on his bedside table, his gaze softening as it landed on a sleeping figure on his bed.

sitting down onto the bed as gently as possible, he brushed aside hoseok's orange hair and pressed a hand to his forehead.

the twenty-four year old grimaced at the heat radiating from his body, soaking the cloth in the basin, wringing out the excess water, and laid it onto hoseok's burning forehead.

slowly rising from his seat so as to not disturb the orange haired male, yoongi quietly left the room.

❄

almost two hours had passed when yoongi heard the doorbell ring, the familiar tune echoing throughout the house.

he started to panic, assuming it was namjoon, who usually came over just to watch his stupid tv drama.

apprehensive, yoongi peered through the peephole.

oh.

he unlocked the door, and was greeted by taehyung and jimin, who were both beaming brightly at him with their respective wide box-shaped grin and adorable eyesmile.

"hi hyung!" taehyung chirped, "me and jimin came over to visit, since jimin was bored and couldn't find his friend anywhere. can we come in?"

although he was tempted to slam the door shut in front of their faces, he welcomed them in, not even giving a fuck about how the hell they knew each other, thinking, at least it wasn't namjoon.

it seemed he always had the worst luck.

he was about to close the door when namjoon appeared, his dimples prominent as he grinned widely. déja vù much?

"jesus," yoongi swore as the man welcomed himself into his humble abode.

taehyung and jimin were sitting down on the sofa, taehyung slinging his long legs over the armrest, and jimin sitting normally, watching some drama on the tv. namjoon settled down on the empty space next to jimin. he didn't ask who jimin was, and yoongi just assumed that he let it slide, since by some coincidence, they were watching the exact same drama namjoon wanted to watch.

it was then that yoongi realised that he hadn't introduced taehyung to jimin, yet here they were watching together.

"wait, do you guys know each other or somethi-"

"hyung," a sleepy voice drawled. yoongi suddenly perked up, frozen in fear as he slowly turned to the silhouette that was staggering out of yoongi's bedroom.

he turned back to others, dread running through his veins. jimin, taehyung and namjoon had stopped focusing on the drama and were also staring at the figure, who was dressed in a white shirt and jeans and was running a hand through his messy orange hair.

"hoseok hyung?" jimin exclaimed, incredulous.

hoseok eyes snapped open at the mention of his name. "jimin?" hoseok looked shocked.

namjoon stared at the exchange. "yoongi, isn't this the guy from the shop? and isn't that his friend?"

"err, well yes."

"i thought you didn't know them?"

"well apparently now i do."

"ok look," yoongi held his hands up in the air in surrender, "i'll tell you guys why hoseok is at my house."

❄

"i don't regret my choice a single bit." hoseok declared, setting down his glass of water, interrupting yoongi's storytelling.

"you-" yoongi stopped and sighed. "i give up."

"and also," jimin piped up, "just to answer your question earlier, me and tae do know each other."

then he smiled, linking their arms together. "in fact, we're best friends!"

"but i thought hoseok was your best friend."

"hyung, there are no rules against having more than one best friend." jimin pouted.

"fair enough."

"guys..." hoseok spoke up, gaining everyone's attention, his legs crossed on the sofa. "i'm really hungry."

"well, when you're hungry," namjoon grunts, standing up from his seat, "chicken is the best."

he walked over to the kitchen, bringing out a bag of frozen chicken from the fridge and popping them into the microwave.

it was then that jimin and taehyung decided to turn on the tv to continue watching the drama (the episode probably ended already though), but before they were able to even get their hands on the remote, a loud cracking sound was heard from the kitchen.

all eyes were on namjoon as he slowly turned around, clutching something in his hand.

"uh... hyung?"

in his palm was a plastic knob.

it was then that yoongi noticed that the microwave knob was replaced by a gaping black hole, and stood up so quickly that he almost knocked over his chair.

"please, yoongi i can explain-"

"KIM NAMJOON GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BASTARD, I'M NEVER LETTING YOU IN EVER AGAIN."

whew okay that took a while,,

anyyyywayyys did yall miss me (pshhh of course not, i'm pretty sure people have already forgotten that this fic still existed)

gUYS SUPPORT HOPE WORLD, i haven't listened to the other songs in the mixtape other than daydream but ugh i hope my lazy ass can force itself to listen to the rest of it

also if anyone here has read swimming fool, i'm thinking of actually continuing that piece of shit!1!1! now isn't that amazing

i don't know how long the next chapter will take but stay tuned i guess

your loving author that has been resurrected from the dead,

udon🍲 (i just realised that not everyone would be able to see the emoji)

just a question: should i get someone to proofread my chapters???