Perplexing Simplicities

episode⓷

Min Yoongi lay sprawled across his couch. It was a grey couch. Nice, firm and yet still supplied the perfect amount of comfort. He had chosen it himself from the shady little furniture store just around the corner.

He liked grey. It made him feel like he could just blend in and disappear. Like nothing mattered and everything was numb.

Currently, he was having a mental war with himself, trying to figure out if he should get up before he passed out from all the blood rushing to his head, or live on the dangerous side and see how long it would take before his position: legs over the back of the couch, head lolled upside down against the front; would begin to feel bearable.

He chose the former and reluctantly threw his legs to the side so he could slide to the floor.

He also liked the floor. It was solid. He liked solid things.

Moaning like an angry cat, Yoongi finally pulled himself to a sitting position and fumbled blindly to grab his phone from the little coffee table next to the couch.

If he was going to do anything on his one day off, he would need some musical motivation.

Hooking up the loud music to his speakers he gave himself one song before shoving off the floor and heading to the bathroom.

He washed his face, made a quick snack to eat while he walked and headed out the door. 

Maybe I can catch Namjoon on his route... Chill with him while he works.

Yoongi walked down the street towards The Whale. It should be Namjoon's next stop after visiting Jin, Yoongi just couldn't remember exactly when he usually got there.

Hoping he hadn't missed him already, Yoongi broke into a slight jog. It was awkward, cause Yoongi hated running and he had his hands in his pockets but he was also extremely bored and if he missed Namjoon he'd have to spend the rest of the day wandering around in the cold or hanging upside down on his grey couch. So, he ran.

As he quickly swung open the door, slightly panting from the little jog, Yoongi failed to see the other man exiting and bumped solidly right into him. The black-haired man groaned frustratedly as he tripped out the door, over Yoongi's foot, splashing his coffee on the pavement.

"Aish! Man, careful."

"Ay... Sorry sorry, I'm kinda in a hurr-" Yoongi's apology was cut short as the man ignored him and headed down the street.

Rude. Couldn't even hear me out... 

Yoongi mumbled a few half-assed curses but remembered why he was here.

"Yah! Kim Taehyung!" 

He noticed two men standing at the corner, one was the delivery boy, Jungkook and the other he'd never formally met but had seen a few times. No Taehyung. They were all friends of Namjoon's but Yoongi wasn't really good at meeting new people. He had Namjoon, that's all he needed.

Quickly passing by the two men, Yoongi made his way to the back entrance where with a sigh of relief, he found Tae helping a sleepy Namjoon unload his truck.

"Yah! I knew I'd find ya!" Yoongi grinned widely, taking a minute to catch his breath.

Namjoon looked at him for a long second, confused.

"Yoongi?"

He rolled his eyes at him. "Yah-huh. You remember me I'm so honored."

Namjoon scowled. "Sorry. It's been a weird day."