Perplexing Simplicities

episode⓸

Hoseok rolled his eyes again. "Jimin. I'm fine. I just need a little time-"

"No Hobi, no. No more time. You know what you need? To. get. laid!"

Hobi glared at the phone. He wasn't wrong, it just wasn't exactly the conversation Hoseok needed to be having while he tried not to cry in his office.

"Jimin stop it I'm seriously gonna hang up on you."

He laughed. "Fine fine I was kidding about that, but seriously Hobi, when was the last time you went out on a good old-fashioned date?"

There was a long silence on Hoseok's side of the phone. He didn't have an answer for that one. He was this close to just hanging up but Jimin continued.

"I think I have someone for you Hobi, a friend of a friend. Why don't you let me set you up?" His tone had drastically changed and now held a certain sympathy that Hobi hated with every fiber of his being.

"Jimin..." He was about to say no, but for a millisecond of a microsecond he was reminded that him being in this state and refusing help was hurting Jimin too. No matter how many jokes he threw around.

Hoseok pulled at his hair viciously. "I'll think about it."  

Jimin clapped happily through the phone. "Yay!!! Hobi I'm so proud of you! You won't regret it I promise this ones pretty special and oh man oh man is he easy on the eyes his-" *click*

Hobi sighed as he looked at the flashing time stamp. He still had time to back out if he needed. He would be fine. Everything was fine.

+ + +

Namjoon had managed to wake up a bit more with Yoongi's presence, his friend doing everything in his power to make Namjoon's life a living hell.

"Can you please turn it down!!!"

Currently, that meant blasting the most rigorous punk classical music, {which in all honesty, wasn't complete trash}, while Namjoon tried to focus.

"MAYBE WE SHOULD START A BAND!!!" Yoongi yelled over the music, pretending not to hear. "YOU COULD BE ON THE TRIANGLE!!! YOU HAVE THOSE LAME TRIANGLE VIBES."

No lie, Yoongi was starting to lose his voice a little, but as long as Namjoon was miserable, it didn't matter.

"YOONGI!!! PLEASSE I'm sorry okay!"

"YOU ARE NOT YOU MISERABLE LITTLE TWIT!!!"

Namjoon coughed and turned to Yoongi slightly, "YAH what the hell?!"

Yoongi grinned sheepishly, "sorry I THINK THE MUSIC IS AFFECTING ME!!!!"

Namjoon gave up and turned off the radio. Yoongi glared but didn't stop him.

"I know you're mad but it's just one dance class and we can suffer together!"

Yoongi scoffed and went to turn up the music again, "Sure as hell we WILL!"

Namjoon stopped him however, "Yah! Stop it! You are not a five-year-old and I really need this favor and I know you know that and I know you deep deeeeeeep down really care so stop it!"

Yoongi pouted. "Y-" he stopped thinking, Was it a good idea to press this?

"You still haven't told me why it's such a big deal." Fuck it, it had been over a year with this Jin thing.

Namjoon sighed and tried to focus on driving for a moment so he wouldn't have to answer.

It didn't work, after a minute, Yoongi gently nudged his arm. "You can tell me anything."

Namjoon groaned. Yoongi didn't get it.

"You don't get it! It's all so confusing!"

Yoongi quirked an eyebrow at him, waiting for Namjoon to continue.

"Ugh... UGH it's just... Yoongi he's never asked me for anything...And I feel like... I want to help him so bad? Ya know?"

Yoongi nodded slowly.

"You're right. I don't get it."

"Yah! You're supposed to help me!"

Yoongi sighed and rubbed his face. "How can I possibly help with this?"

"By...! By just being a friend man!!!"

Yoongi laughed. "I'm going to this stupid dance class with you isn't that enough?!"

Namjoon huffed, clearly very distressed. It was a little fun for Yoongi to see his bestie all flustered like this.

"Yeah yeah! It is... It's awesome... It's-" He sighed and looked at Yoongi. "Thank you."

Yoongi squinted at him. "Mmhmm about time."

"Thank you for dealing with me I.... I'm so grateful for everyth-"

"Aish! Stop now! That's enough mush." Namjoon sighed and nodded, understanding.

It had always been really hard for Yoongi to have real raw moments of gratitude. Unless he was initiating it, or was mentally prepared, so Namjoon stopped.

"Sorry."

Yoongi just nodded sleepily, considering the conversation over.

Namjoon watched his friend for a minute. He looked so small.

Wordlessly, Namjoon reached over and turned on the music again.

Obnoxiously loud, just for them, and rolled down the windows to let the cold wind fill the truck.

He could figure this stuff with Jin out. It was complicated sure but...they were friends, right?

As long as he had Yoongi by his side... He took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the wheel. Everything would be fine.