One that seemed kind, and loving, and like, literally everything Yoongi wanted.
"Sorry Yoongi... but, you're not my type." "UGH!!" Yoongi smashed his hand against the headboard.
This fucking idiot. This complete and utter moron that Yoongi was still somehow letting get to him. He wished he didn't fall so easily. It's something he hated the most about himself. He really wanted to blame himself for all of it, but every time he tried, that stupid face would show up in his head.
"Sorry Yoongi... but, you're not my type."
And then he was re-mad at Hoseok. And that was better, much better, then being mad at himself.
A small clicking sound brought his attention to his door.
He knew Namjoon had a key. He also knew it was only a matter of time before his nosy meddling caring -ass self would get worried enough to force his way in.
"Yoongi..."
Yoongi ignored him and just threw a pillow over his head.
"I brought food..."
Yoongi thought for a moment. He was freaking hungry. But he was also stubborn.
He mumbled a muffled "No." That Namjoon barely heard.
Namjoon sighed and sat down next to Yoongi on the bed. "Yoongi."
Yoongi ignored him, so Namjoon tried to grab his pillow. Yoongi fought against him yanking it back while attempting to stay buried in his covers but Namjoon was getting annoyed.
"YOONGI! Stop it!"
Reluctantly... Yoongi released the pillow, still hiding.
"I'm sorry... Look, Yoongi please talk to me..."
No response.
"Yoongi if you get up and eat... I might tell you what happened with Jin..."
Yoongi mumbled something too muffled for Namjoon to hear.
"What?"
Yoongi finally gave in, sitting up to face Namjoon. And god was it so much worse than he'd hoped. Namjoon had this sympathetic, "I'll love you forever" look on his face and Yoongi wanted to slap him.
"I said that's not fair."
Namjoon smiled at Yoongi's stupid pout and handed him a sausage. "Life isn't fair, now eat."
+ + +
After Taehyung and Jimin got up, they went down to the café, which was conveniently just below their apartment, and grabbed coffee, muffins, and some Advil for Jungkook.
"Kookie....Koookiiie." Taehyung shoved a muffin under his nose. Surprisingly it worked because he immediately bit down on it, almost catching Tae's hand.
"Ouch! Kookie?! What the hell!"
Jungkook jerked awake and spat out the muffin. "Sorry sorry !!! W-what....what....?"
He looked around him frantically and as much as Jimin wanted to scream at how freaking cute the little bunny looked all confused and sleepy, he understood how scared Jungkook probably was right now.
"Kook.... Do you know where your phone ended up last night?"
He was blushing. A lot.
He scratched his head nervously. "Uh, Jimin..." He looked up at him, terrified. "I don't remember anything."
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