Third Person's POV
yoongi steps in the now, clean club, no people, no drinks, no loud music, it's just all quiet but a familiar figure shines brightly
he rushes into the sleeping hoseok, " uhm excuse me? " the bartender smiles, " were you.. the one i just called? "
" yeah.. im sorry he fell asleep here, ill take care of him " yoongi smiles as he places hoseok on his back
carrying him, " please do, we dont want a pretty boy like him running around drunk " the bartender chuckles as his eyes focused on hoseok and hoseok only
it made yoongi felt something, he felt jealousy burnt up to him " oh if you didn't mind, i slipped in my number when i was calling you " the male smugly smirks as he passes yoongi the drunk hoseok's bag
" bye " yoongi replied coldly as he snatched the bag out of the male's grip and wore it, he then quickly got out of the club, carrying the sleeping hoseok on his bag
he took out his keys as he unlocks the car, he opens the backseat door as he places the soundly asleep hoseok gently, yoongi stares at him in awe as he unconsciously smiles
" you never really change hm? " he spoke as he caresses the male's soft face, " always the same hoseok as before "
he removes his hands from the male's face as he closes the door and went inside the driver's seat, he looked at the car's mirror, " i wonder what did you mean about your text "
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Fan Fiction | Yoonseok
Фанфикa short fanfiction, about how a one singular book made of full fiction would change an idol's and his groupmate lives.
