thirteen

                                    

                                          
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
                          
hoseok glanced down at seokjin, watching his 
pale face seep into a small smile. he was sick, 
and hoseok couldn't believe it. (or his luck.) 
and due to seokjins annoying hyung behaviour, hoseok now found himself being 
forced to go to jimins dance competition alone with yoongi. 
                          
"i'm sick hoseok. i can't come with you." seokjin grumbled, turning away from the younger hoping to stop his pleads of desperation. 
                          
it wasn't that hoseok didn't want to go and be alone with yoongi. it was more he was worried about jimin seeing him alone with yoongi. he already assumed that he was after his boyfriend he couldn't deny that he wanted yoongi just a tiny bit so hoseok showing up 
alone with him certainly wouldn't dispel 
any rumours. 
                          
"then i'll stay here and take care of you." hoseok flopped down in the chair beside
seokjin as he turned to his older brother, a 
beaming smile on his face. 
                          
seokjin gave him a look. "hoseok i have two perfectly capable boyfriends who are more than willing to satisfy me in anyway possible." 
hoseok wrinkled his nose at the comment, mumbling something along the lines of 'you don't have to brag about it'. 
                          
"hoseokie, he'll be fine." namjoon entered the room, a cloth soaked in cold water in his hand as he bent over his boyfriend, placing the damp material across his forehead. 
                          
"can't i at least take jeongguk with me?" hoseok mumbled, letting out a defeated sigh. 
                          
namjoon shook his head. "we need him here. it won't be too bad will it? and i doubt it'll just be you and yoongi." he sent a smile to hoseok. "yoongis a great guy."
                          
a knock sounded throughout the apartment and hoseok felt his heart rate pick up. seokjin still managed to shove the younger towards the 
door despite being laid out on the sofa with a fever. 
                          
he hesitated before opening the door, his stomach swirling like usual as his eyes drank in the older, his bottom lip slipping between his teeth. yoongis white silk shirt was undo at 
least three buttons, finally exposing some of the milky skin to the younger whilst his legs 
adorned tight leather pants, a belt holding them up. 
                          
hoseok was aroused. 
                          
"hoseok?" yoongi was slightly confused. "i thought you were working tonight?" yoongis heart sunk a little, he assumed the younger was lying as a way to get out of spending
anytime with him. he didn't know why, but that upset him. 
                          
hoseok smiled a little. "uh. yeah. i was but hyungie is sick so he can't come." he smiled a little, glancing back at his brother. 
                          
"we don't have to go. i mean, you can stay here 
if you'd like too." yoongi had hopes. hopes that 
hoseok would accept his invitation. and he did, 
waving goodbye to his brother and stepping 
out to work silently alongside the tempting man to the car. 
                          
the pair slipped in, both strapping in as hoseok quickly noticed something. "where's jimin?"
                          
yoongi started the car, turning the radio down a little so the pair could converse, just like he'd been wanting to do since he first saw the boy in the shop. 
                          
"he's already at the competition. something about rehearsal." he patted his long manly fingers on the top of the steering wheel. "is it okay if we get food first? i'm absolutely starving."
                          
hoseok giggled a bit, red rushing up to taint his cheeks. "of course hyung. rehearsal is a main part of competition. sometimes they even grade you for it." he explained, instantly gushing at a subject he enjoyed more than others. 
                          
"really? how do you know that?"
                          
"i use to partake in them when i was younger." hoseok began to smile, thinking about the days him and taehyung  would spend in the studio. "i got a gold medal once. i was so happy. but when i showed my dad he was upset. he said i should be getting gold medals in my studies rather than pronouncing around on stage." he spoke sadly now, glancing out the window. 
                          
yoongi was glad the younger was opening up to him. his stomach also rushing around, heart pounding and palms sweating. he felt like he was on a first date. but he could only dream. 
                          
"did that upset you? i mean of course it did. but like did you stop dancing because of that?" yoongi turned into a small restaurant that was hardly packed, tuning off the ignition and then 
facing the boy, slipping his seat belt off. 
                          
"ah. it upset me. but i understood where he was coming from. it wouldn't of helped me get into a university. it was a stupid hobby that was taking up too much time.  however that didn't stop me. i managed to win two more medals after that." hoseok sighed in content, glancing up at yoongi. 
                          
a pale hand reached out, cupping the boys cheek, a thumb stroking the smooth skin. a small smile rested on yoongis lips as he looked down at hoseoks plump ones, all open and ready for him to swoop down and lock them in a sweet tasting kiss. instead he pulled back, gesturing the restaurant. 
                          
"come on, let's get something to eat before we miss it."