The Devil's Work || Yoonseok

36 : Fiesty Today, Aren't We?

"Yoongi?" Seojun muttered, Yoongi only hummed in response, it's been three days since Yoongi once again walked out on Hoseok. They haven't spoken since and Yoongi has been getting Seokjin to do any work that involved taking things to Hoseok. He wasn't being petty, he just thought it would be for the best that they keep their distance for awhile. To keep another fight from breaking out.

"You're not busy, are you?"

"Not really, why?" Yoongi asked, he glanced at Seojun before looking back down at the papers on his desk. He hasn't been focusing lately, nor did he make any attempts to try. "I uh...I just wanted to check on you," Seojun said, pulling a chair beside Yoongi's. The smaller fought back that urge to sigh.

"There's nothing to check on, I'm fine." Yoongi muttered, still not looking at Seojun until he opened his mouth again. "You look troubled, though, I—" he paused when Yoongi glared at him, he smiled slightly as he put his hands up in mock defense and strangely, Yoongi could feel his anger subside for just a second. "I know, I know. Stop being suffocating. I just hate seeing you all grouchy like this."

Yoongi was torn between scoffing and laughing at the older. He decided to laugh, "You're gunna have to get used to it, then." He said, gesturing towards is face, "This face isn't going anywhere."

"Wouldn't want it to." Seojun muttered, Yoongi felt his face heat up and rolled his eyes, turning away from Seojun to look around the office. He sighed as he looked down at his hands in his lap. "Things have been shitty lately. I don't really want to be around anyone or talk to anyone. I can't pinpoint what the problem is, either, so it just makes me even more angry. I'm afraid all of my friends are gunna hate me by the end of this but...I just can't help it." Yoongi said, he didn't know what made him what to spill all of this to Seojun of all people, but he did. He met Seojun's eyes and noticed the other smiling slightly.

"Then let me help."

Yoongi scoffed, "How?"

"I dunno," Seojun shrugged, Yoongi laughed at him but let him continue. "But we can figure out together. As long as you don't continue to tell me to fuck off."

Yoongi stared at him for awhile, and suddenly that feeling was back, that floaty feeling that made him feel so great, so loved. He looked away from Seojun before his mind wandered to places it shouldn't.

"Yeah, Alright. You can help."

*******

"We're coming in!" Jimin said as he opened the door using his spare key, Jungkook following behind him with a small smile. Yoongi groaned from his place on the couch, not moving to look at the two.

Jimin sat beside Yoongi as Jungkook made himself at home in the kitchen, looking for something to eat.

Yoongi ignored Jimin's gaze for as long as he could, mindlessly scrolling on his phone, deliberately avoiding making any contact with him. He heard Jimin sigh but kept his eyes on the screen. He heard Jungkook come back with a bag of chips, sitting beside Jimin, and still didn't look their way.

"Yoongi, you'll get a cramp if you keep your neck like that for too long." Jungkook announced, obviously oblivious to the fact that Yoongi was purposefully keeping his head down. "Thank you, Jungkook." Yoongi said, bringing his head up and simply glancing at the taller before he looked away. That's when he finally caught on.