Chapter Seven.

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S E V E N.
MIN YOONGI.
FIN.

"So, let me get this straight," Hoseok dragged out, silently chuckling at the very apparent lingo towards his friend, "you aren't

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"So, let me get this straight," Hoseok dragged out, silently chuckling at the very apparent lingo towards his friend, "you aren't."

"Fuck off," Yoongi groaned loudly, glaring sharply at Hoseok. He was already regretting telling the older male about the situation, well not all of it, surely if he chose to tell the whole story he wouldn't live down the teasing from the older, so Yoongi decided on keeping the rest a secrete for the time being, "I'm bisexual."

"So, your versatile, huh?" Hoseok grinned mischievously, clicking his tongue.

"Yeah, I suppose?" Yoongi asked uncertainty as to what the older was hinting towards, he ran a quick hand through the tangle mess that sat on his head, versatile? "I mean, I'm bisexual, so ya, I enjoy both men and women..."

Well I enjoy a nice ass set of large, small, well tits in general far better then any ol' dick, but hey? I can surely make a expectation for a overly cute Carmel haired boy, right? Yoongi thought.

Yoongi was brought out of his thoughts by a giggling older, his eyes squinted as he covered his mouth with his hands as an attempt to stifle back yet another childish giggle.

"What the hell is so funny now!?" Yoongi glared towards the older, shoving his arms across his chest. Sometimes Yoongi seriously wondered how in the world that the overly girly giggling man sitting beside him was truly older then him and how he possibly befriended such a bubbly person as Hoseok himself. He had the attention span of a fucking embryo. Not literally, but you get the point.

"Ah- nothing." He cleared his throat, a grin attempting to slip past his plump lips. "Obviously you didn't catch was I talking about."

"Obviously I didn't asshat!"

"Wow! Is it me, or am I witnessing your saltiness seeping through!?" Hoseok tossed a wink towards the younger playfully. Yoongi groaned, closing his eyes in frustration, silently holding back the need to fling himself across the room like a fucking boomerang to toss the obnoxious male out the goddamn window.

The only thing keeping him back at this point was he couldn't be bothered to end up in jail because of the sudden death of death of a overly childish grown man, and that he couldn't see himself looking too cute in a jail cell.

And quite frankly, he was too lazy to do so anyway.

"Someone call the salinity police because we have Min fucking Yoongi here, hoes!" Hoseok gasped, dramatically sliding himself out of his office chair like a fish out of water. Yoongi covered his face with his hands tiredly, slowly wishing death upon himself each second he witnessed further stupidity from the older.

"Well, while you're at that I'll do you a quick favour and call the mental asylum for you." Yoongi tossed back, snorting.

"Remind me to bring you to family dinner next time," Hoseok sighed dramatically, tapping a red pen carelessly on his sleek black desk.

"Um, why? I've already met your fucking parents before, Hoseok." Yoongi raised an eyebrow in clear confusion. "And quite frankly, their just as bat shit crazy as you, so I think I'll pass." Hoseok snorted in fake offence, not bothering to disagree, either.

"Because instead of having to pass the salt, I'll just pass you." He grinned brightly with his head held high, truly impressed with his comeback. Yoongi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Surely with Hoseok around, he was surprised his eyes hadn't managed to magically get stuck behind his head, due to the amount of eye rolling he managed to do on the daily in the presence of the overly childish male.

"That just inconvenient." Yoongi replied blankly.

"Your lack of humour is inconvenient." Yoongi couldn't help but let out a low chuckle as he elbowed Hoseok in the side lightly, just causing the older to grin wider.

Silence.

"So, top or bottom?"

Yoongi stared at the older wide-eyed, tossing his arms up in frustration. You got to be fucking kidding me—

"Ah- fine!" Hoseok sighed, his features calming a bit as he slowly faced the younger, "so, what's your plan to talk to this certain boy again?"

"Who said I wanted to talk to him again." He deadpanned. Lies. Yoongi knew of that, of course. The last thing on his mind was not talking to the extremely cute boy again, if anything, he was slowly driving himself insane each second with the horrid thought of not getting the chance to actually get to know the certain boy further.

As much as Yoongi didn't care to admit, you couldn't learn too much about a person from a simple drunken hookup, neither on both parts. Other than how good a person could work it in bed. Which he certainly had learned from a single night with the younger caramel haired male, which had left him suddenly yearning for more, in both departments, if you catch what he means.

"Well, I'd take the fact that you have been more grumpy then usual with the consent mopping, and the fact that I'm your closest friend, I'd say that I'm correct." Hoseok smiled lightly, raising a dark eyebrow toward the younger. Yoongi looked away stubbornly, becoming far more interested in the potted plant beside him. Yoongi despised when other people were right, as childish as it was, it was true. If he couldn't be right, like hell was he going to give someone else the chance to be.

"I have no way to contact him, smart ass." Yoongi replied blankly. He was silently praying that the older would drop the conversation after this new found piece of information, but knowing Hoseok, he wasn't one to let something drop so easily. Leaving the situation not in Yoongi's favour in the slightest.

"You know what? I actually think we do." Hoseok smirked knowingly, suddenly waving a thick object in his hands, causing Yoongi's eyes to snap up in confusion towards the older. His eyes glistened playfully as Yoongis own eyes shortly came in contact with the thick paper object, realization quickly clicking in his head as to what the older had and so-greatly planned for the younger.

Well fuck.

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I apologize that this book is turning into yoonseok moments lmao, hopefully it isn't annoying y'all, it won't be for long i promise *wink wonk*. anyways, thanks for nearly 70k reads and 3k votes on here, that fucking crazy and i appreciate it v much !! also, i appreciate all types of criticism and if you have any possible ideas you'd like to share for this book, feel free to comment and let me know !! (:

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