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Min Yoongi despises the existence of his friends to an extent that may be verbally indescribable. Well, no backing out now, once he had been dragged into a club and drunk out of his wits. What was he thinking exactly when he agreed to this?
He must have been drugged, yes. That is exactly what must have happened.
"Bros and hoes! Since we all are carefully drunk, let's play truth or dare!" Hoseok, Yoongi's best friend shouts, trying to voice himself over the loud club music.
"What the fuck is carefully drunk?" Namjoon manages to say, the alcohol slurring his words slightly, his head on the bar counter. Of course he was ignored, since his voice was merely louder than a whisper.
Namjoon and Hoseok decided to bring Yoongi to a club since it had been months since he 'loosened up' and got 'laid'. Yoongi hates his friends because it was true.
Since they all were in a club, they didn't exactly have space to spin the bottle, it was an overcrowded venue. So instead they just chose to play 21 dares.
And so they play, a game leading to obvious regrets the next morning but also a fit of unstoppable giggles when they see their friends do the most idiotic things ever.
The first dare was given to Hoseok, proposed by the great Min indeed, to pole dance. Hoseok seemed to be so enthusiastic about it - as he sprinted to his stage and moved his hips gracefully from side to side, holding the pole, slow dancing into very exaggerated moves as the beat of the music increased. By then, almost all the people had eyes only on Hoseok, most with amused eyes. Even the bartenders were just staring at him in confused awe.
But all hell broke lose when Hoseok decided to open his mouth and sing along to the evergreen song Expensive Girl - its 2037 and the song is still the biggest hit. No, its not 2037, it's 2018. But Expensive Girl will always be the jam.
"TAKE IT OFF NOW GIRL~" Hoseok yelled, jumping down from the platform where the pole stood, slut dropping immediately. He began running around in circles, wiggling his butt, taking a random bottle and slashing the champagne around after opening it. Hoseok's audience were in a wild mess, screaming along with Hoseok. Namjoon and Yoongi were totally losing their shit, holding their stomachs while literally wheezing out their laughter.
"Carefully drunk, my ass." Namjoon snorts.
They cheered on their best friend, hooting and shouting what a great performer he was.
Namjoon and Yoongi realized when shit had gone too far when they saw Hoseok pull off his shirt, to thankfully reveal another shirt (what the fuck), but about to strip that one off too, so they sprinted up to him before his title changed from pole dancer to spontaneous performer to a fucking stripper. Hoseok was too caught up in his high to notice that Namjoon was pulling him away, Yoongi quickly apologizing to the crowd (mainly cause he was too tiny to lift an exhausted Hoseok). The crowd just booed and booed and booed but Yoongi was really not in the mind to care, his high pitched laughter had stuck on loop.
They pulled Hoseok to the bathroom, patting his back softly as he puked everything out. "Thank god you didn't vomit on stage bro." Namjoon says.
"Bro." Hoseok squeaks.
"That was hilarious bro." Namjoon continues.
"Thanks bro."
"Anytime bro."
"If you guys don't stop this bro bullshit I'm going to walk outta here." Yoongi interrupts.
"I'm going to remember that dare forever." Hoseok manages to say before he pukes again.
"True, but that's disghusting bro could you please finishing vomitting first -"
Namjoon is stopped from speaking further when they hear the door of the washroom creak open, their heads tilting 180 degrees to see a petite man emerge.
Min Yoongi, hazed with a little booze shamelessly stared at the tiny man, checking him out top to bottom uncaring if the man saw him look at him strangely. Yoongi observed the man - bubblegum pink hair, a loose fitted white V neck full sleeved top tucked into skinny black ripped jeans, looking so casual yet a whole vision in Yoongi's eyes.
He is snapped back into reality when Namjoon teasingly pushes his friend's open mouth close. Yoongi coughs slightly in realization, taking his eyes off the man who was now splashing water on his beautiful face. Only then realizes, the man doesn't even have any make up on. Wow.
"Yoongi is still staring at him bro." Hoseok says, sitting up straight on one of the plastic stools of the bathroom, facing Namjoon.
"No 'm not." Yoongi says.
"He finally heard us bro."
"Bro."
Yoongi just rolled his eyes. He was now facing his friends, but he closely payed attention to footsteps, noticing when the petite man had entered a cubicle.
"He probably went to take a shit."
"What the fuck Hoseok?"
"I was just observing him." Hoseok says, a smirk etching on his features. Yoongi wanted to punch him.
"Fuck you Hoseok." Hoseok just winked back, what an asshole -
"Guys, it was Yoongi's turn right?" Namjoon softly asks.
"W-what?" Yoongi splutters.
"Oh yeah bro!"
"And, I was supposed to dare him, and I've got an awesome dare -"
"The game ended Namjoon." Yoongi states.
"Oh did it, Hoseok?"
"Nope." Hoseok says, pronouncing the 'p' with a pop.
"Majority it is, or it you want to refrain from this game you have to finish a bottle of beer."
Seeing Hoseok puke, Yoongi was in no mind to have any more beer. "All of you are asses."
"Listen to the dare first! You gotta use a pick up line on the pink haired dude." Namjoon bends ahead and whispers.
"I don't know any."
"Oh I can tell you one!" Hoseok exclaims.
"Go ahead bro."
"So it goes like this..."
-x-
And thus Yoongi is sent off with Hoseok, back into the club because they didn't notice when the small man left the washroom. They search for him before Yoongi finds the man, and runs up to him - followed by Hoseok.
"Hey! You must have taken a short shit right?" Hoseok shouts over the music so that the small man can hear. What had Yoongi done in his past life to deserve a best friend like Hoseok.
The small man confusedly looks up at Hoseok, his eyes growing in innocence. Yoongi was always the one who liked short, cute guys. Always.
"Um, my friend here, his name is Yoongi! He wanted to tell you something, right Yoongi?" Yoongi wants nothing more than his large hand slapping Hoseok's face.
"Um, yeah." Yoongi coughs before he faces the little man. "Did you fart? Cause you blow me away."
Oh Mother Earth, please open thy ground and swallow me into thou depths.
Yoongi just looks at the man, their faces barely a feet away from each other, the shorter's eyes looking at Yoongi's with a certain uncertainity, with a little curiosity and expectation. And then with a flash, their moment ends as if that never happened.
Then confusion begins to flash in the smaller's features, as Hoseok bursts into a fit of giggles, Yoongi just facepalms. He feels so embarrassed, but he is also waiting for the smaller to say something. Yoongi groans in annoyance when he feels Hoseok slap his hand on Yoongi's shoulder, still laughing and about to fall to the floor.
Yoongi kicks Hoseok's foot harshly, cause what the fuck did he just do. Yoongi wants to hide. The smaller man looks at Hoseok and says in rush, "I'm sorry I really have to go now." Merely nodding at Yoongi, the small man leaves. That's an odd reply to a pick up line, isn't it? Hoseok gives the man a thumbs up and rushes back to wherever Namjoon was, still laughing.
Yoongi seizes the opportunity and runs behind the man who was heading for the exit. Before he could let the man exit he stomps before the door and interrupts the shorter's path. Why is Yoongi even doing this?
"I would like to apolgize uh-h." Yoongi stammers. The man just looks at him with his big eyes. "That was actually a dare, um, I don't usually say shit like that to people, h-haha!" Umm." Yoongi nervously laughs. He sounds so dumb. The man is now not even looking at him, he is pretty much scanning the club for another way out. Yoongi hates his friends. "I am really sorry, how should I make it up -"
Before Yoongi could complete his sentence, the man sped off. Yoongi tried not to think more about it, but he couldn't help when hurt bubbled up inside his chest. With a heavy heart, he walked back to his friends with a motive to kill them later.
-x-
Jimin loves to dance and he generally comes to the club to express himself. He doesn't usually take even a sip of alcohol, he feels drunk on his moves when the loud club music echoes through his ears.
He doesn't come often, once or twice a month maybe, and when he does come by choice he prefers to come alone, but his friends do bring him along at times just to relax. Not that he doesn't enjoy it; he adores his friends. He just prefers not to if he has another choice. When Taehyung looks at him with the puppy eyes how can Jimin refuse?
But this time Jimin came to the club alone just to feel himself, enjoy and groove the chaotic vibe of the place. He was, however, welcomed to the sight of an overly drunk man pole dancing - he looked pretty young and had grace too but what the heck was going on. Most of the people in the club eyed the man, and Jimin too joined the crowd. It was actually pretty fun because the man seemed to be conscious of what he was doing but he didn't seem to care. He too was doing what he did just for some fun. Soon he was pulled away by his friends (or that's what Jimin thinks they are) and tucked away to the confines of washrooms since he began to take his shirt off. It was kinda hilarious.
Jimin wanted to see the man and maybe compliment him for his good nature and amazing dance skills lol, so he too followed them into the washrooms, pushing through the crowd who were still annoyed the the man was taken away just when the stripping had begun. The "true fun". Hilarious.
He was again, met by a weird sight as he entered the washroom; three guys - the dancer from before bent over a sink, his friend who dragged him away patting his back softly to help him puke shit out, and the other friend just staring. Staring at Jimin. He felt a little too exposed in front of the man who was staring at him, despite of wearing full sleeves and long jeans. His jaw was hung open and Jimin laughed a little internally. Jimin knows he looks good.
He avoided making eye contact with the man though, because he too was kind of handsome but stranger danger right? Jimin entered the cubicle for the only purpose of over hearing any conversation the trio would make. Nothing else. Maybe he wanted to hear the weird staring man's voice. Maybe. Maybe.
"He probably went to take a shit."
That's the first thing Jimin hears. So this group is either wild or totally drunk. Don't they realize Jimin can still hear?
"What the fuck Hoseok?"
So one of the guys was Hoseok. Okay. But he still doesn't know which face should he match the voice to. He didn't exactly think this over did he?
"I was just observing him." Hoseok says, so this guy was probably the one who was staring at him. Hoseok it is then, who thinks Jimin took a shit. Disappointed, Jimin decides to take his leave now.
Jimin quietly left the washroom, taking a last look at the odd friend group who were hushing words to each other.
He was least expecting to see the staring man named Hoseok along with the pole dancer walk towards him, and was even more surprised when the pole dancer asked if he took a short shit or not. Jimin was confused beyond his mind.
But his voice, though barely audible over the club music sounded like Hoseok's which meant -
Pole dancer = Hoseok = loud man who thinks Jimin took a shit.
Therefore weird staring dude is still entirely unknown.
"Um, my friend here, his name is Yoongi! He wanted to tell you something, right Yoongi?" Hoseok says.
So weird staring dude has a name, and its Yoongi. Cute. Raspy voice. Tiny face. Adorable.
Okay so Jimin was surely very taken aback when Yoongi sweeped him with a pick up line, that too a ridiculously horrible one.
"Did you fart?" Yoongi says, "Cause you blow me away."
On hearing those words directed at him Jimin felt his chest swoop ever so slightly, ever so pleasantly, scent of flowers and cake wafting into his nose as a comfortable weight fell on top of his stomach - like everything just fit together. Jimin didn't know for sure what was really happening, so he looked into Yoongi's eyes, in search for something - anything. It only reflected what he felt, but not exactly, not seeing the slight thrill of feeling a paint brush writing on your skin, but also a slight fear creeping and settling under it.
And with a flash it was gone, and Jimin jumped back, unable to meet eyes with an equally confused Yoongi. He looked at Hoseok quickly, apologizing for having to leave, but Hoseok only laughed and gave him a thumbs as he walked away. Jimin, not knowing what to do also sped away, that's what he was best at doing.
And again, he was proved wrong of his expectations when Yoongi followed him. Jimin couldn't face what the hell just happened, he needed to run away and sort his shit out. He doesn't know what would happen to Yoongi since Jimin hadn't said anything to him yet, but Jimin was so confused - does he actually have fart written on his wrist?
And then Yoongi began to apologize, and Jimin just looked at the man who was a little taller than him, gazing at his soft features and fluffly hair, hesitant smile and shy gestures. He knows destiny will make them meet again, cause in this world fate really is a bitch. But for now, Jimin had to go.
"I am really sorry, how should I make it up -" Jimin felt like an ass to leave Yoongi like that, but he just mentally apologized to the other and sped off to the other exit he could find.
What a night. Slapping the sweat off his forehead, Jimin called for a taxi and headed back home.
-x-
Yoongi meets the cute short bubble gum boy at his candy shop (Yoongi loves good candy, don't we all? It was actually started by his grandmother in 1989), who cutely scrunches his nose when he enters - the smell of sweet goodies wafting into his nose.
And then his eyes meet Min Yoongi's, who is staring at him again in awe. The man steps back a little, as if tempted to run away, but then he walks back inside, this time confidently, but avoiding Yoongi's eyes like the plague.
Yoongi, who was working behind the counter, assembling cupcakes for the elderly lady standing in front of him, as hard as he tries is unable to take his eyes off the small man from the night 4 days earlier. It had indeed been an embarrassing situation for both of them, and the smaller had left without a word, but let bygones be bygones, right?
The smaller looks at Yoongi for a second, and then turns his head away as he asks Yoongi's employee for 5 cake pops. "The blue ones, dusted with the star sparkles please, I don't know why I have been craving those. I even saw them in my dreams last night." The small man says with a giggle. And then the boy flashes a smile, so blinding and so bright, so radiant that Yoongi helplessly falls more for the man. Eyes growing wide, Yoongi gapes at the man, the smaller's adorably squeaky voice ringing through his ears.
Hoseok is going to tease him endlessly when he finds out how whipped Yoongi is for this man. The bubblegum boy had nicely occupied Yoongi's mind for the last 4 days, annoying Namjoon to no end as he talks infinitely about the small man's cuteness. Namjoon is used to it, however.
Once Yoongi's employee hands over the small man his box of cake pops, he shyly accepts it, looking at Yoongi one last time before quickly leaving the store, before Yoongi can acknowledge the fact that the smaller had just bought his most favourite sweet in the world.
But Yoongi is most surprised when his employee walks to him with a chit in his hand.
The name is Jimin (:
I have fart written on my wrist
Along with a 10 digit number.
-x-
Of course Taehyung saw the obvious marks on his wrist.
"OMG JIMIN, IS THAT YOUR SOULMATE MARK? OH MY GOD SHOW SHOW SHOW IT TO ME!"
"Jesus Tae, stop being so loud."
"You met your soulmate dude! Finally! It must have been so awkward for you when Jungkook and I got sappy with each other. But now you have a partner of your own to be sappy with!"
"Tae. What the heck. Shut up." Taehyung is so weird. Jimin wonders how he got friends with this guy in this first place.
"Only if you show me your hand. Is he cute?"
"Gosh Tae." As hard as Jimin tries, he can't hide from his best friend. Taehyung promptly stomps up to Jimin and takes his arm, turning it around so that he can read the words etched in cursive around his wrist, adorning him like a bracelet.
Did you fart? Cause you blow me away. The words keep echoing in Jimin's mind, an endless mantra and it was annoying Jimin to such a point he might be having a migraine.
"Uh Jiminnie, did you notice that -" Taehyung asks with sarcastic concern lacing his voice.
"- I know Tae, I have fart written on my wrist." Jimin completes, pulling his hands away and covering his face. He looks at Taehyung between the fingers covering his face, only to see mirth in Taehyung's eyes and a grin slowly plastering his face.
"WHO HAS WHAT WRITTEN ON THEIR WRIST?"
Oh that must be Jungkook. Taehyung's soulmate. Long story short, they met at a cinema, both looking for popcorn but unable to find the counter. Their wrists literally say, 'Do you know where the popcorn is?' 'No, I don't. What about you?'
It is so dumb, literally; Taehyung actually replied to Jungkook with a 'what about you' - Jimin can't find the words the describe how stupid it really is.
But nothing can be worse than having fart written on your wrist for the rest of your life.
"KOOKIE HONEY, JIMINNIE HERE FOUND HIS SOULMATE!" Taehyung shouts at his soulmate, who is wearing a bunny onesie to complement his teeth ("Kookie, this onesie looks just like you!" Taehyung tells Jungkook, fondness erupting in his eyes and Jungkook can't say no when Taehyung promises to gift him the cloth.)
"OH REALLY? WHAT IS ON HIS WRIST THEN? FART?!"
"Stop yelling you two, I already had a really exhausting night and I haven't been able to think anything other than fart and cake pops like what the hell, so just shut up -"
"Kookie-ah, Jimin does have fart written on his wrist." Taehyung whispers not so quietly, loud enough that even the person in the corner of the room can hear. Jimin just groans.
"Oh really? That's funny."
"Yeah funny. Very funny." Jimin deadpans.
"So how did Jimin hyung reply?"
Taehyung and Jungkook look at Jimin with a questioning look, overwhelming with curiousity. With a deep breath, "I actually didn't." Jimin says with a sigh. "I-I ran away. We were at the club actually, his friend was pole dancing and I think he was dared to do it. My soulmate is short, not too short to be shorter than me," Jimin slaps Jungkook playfully when Jungkook smirks at him at the mention of 'short'. "He was kind of cute too, not to mention creepy when he stared at me. He has a kind of raspy voice and my tummy did this weird flip flop thing when he said his first words. He was so sweet he even apologized for making me feel awkward. But I j-just ran away, without a word. He must have felt bad, but I wouldn't know if he remembers me, since he is not aware I am his soulmate, you know?"
After a pause, Taehyung dumbly asks, "Its a he?"
"Taehyung stop acting as if you didn't know I was into guys all my life."
"Yahh! Jiminnieeeee!" Taehyung exclaims, throwing his arms in the air. "Wait, Jimin are you in love?" Taehyung comically asks, throwing a piece of gum in his mouth.
"No, not yet." Jimin replies. "But I know that I will meet him again sooner or later, that's just the way fate works right?"
"Right. Do you remember his name Jiminnie?"
"I do." Jimin replies, tapping his chin. "His name is Yoongi. He seems like the tsundere type."
"You noticed quite a lot in the short time you met him, didn't you?" Taehyung enthusiastically asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Well I don't know. But I know that the next time I meet him, or the time I talk to him for the first time, I want him to feel special but-" Jimin pauses, gazing deeply into the wall. "- then snap on him so hard that he would regret using a pick up line ever." Jimin concludes thoughtfully.
"Hyung, I THINK THAT'S FANTASTIC!" Jungkook jumps, skipping to Jimin and high fiving him.
"But I need help, I don't know what to comeback with -"
"Don't worry my pabo, we got you." Taehyung interrupts, winking at Jimin before he jumps on the couch and wraps an arm around his soulmate.
-x-
"Is Jimin my soulmate? Are soulmates worth it? Do I deserve such a beautiful pink haired cutie as my companion? Do I believe in soulmates? Does Jimin really have fart written on his wrist? Is that why he never spoke to me? Is this a prank? Is this the end? Am I going to be kidnapped? Are all kidnappers evil? Are kidnappers kids? Was I a kidnapper when I was child cause I slept a lot -"
"Hyung, you are talking crap to yourself again."
"Namjoon. I am in a life threatening critical situation! You don't understand." Yoongi says as he sits up straight, staring into the blank TV as he thinks hard, crossing his arms.
"Hyung you think too hard." Namjoon responds, as if reading Yoongi's mind. "Have you texted him - what was his name again?"
"Jimin."
"Yes Jimin! Did you text him?"
Yoongi looks at Namjoon solemnly, shaking his head. "No I didn't actually -"
"You really are pretty stupid. Let me guess, you thought some weird hacker could get into your phone and rob you of your money, steal your candies and leave with a toodles."
"... How did you know?"
"Best friend telepathy." Namjoon smiles. "Anyway, I'm reminding you again, phones don't work like that." Namjoon sighs as he nods his head. "Just text him hyung. What will happen, we don't know, but its not everyday a cute guy leaves you his name and number claiming he is your soulmate."
"But Namjoon, I don't even want a soulmate, plus he didn't exactly say it."
Namjoon just looks at Yoongi, observing him, watching him steadily as Yoongi cracks little by little - his views shifting because he has fallen for a certain boy named Jimin - before he knew he was his soulmate. But Yoongi doesn't need to realize this right now.
"Whatever, Yoongi. I know you would figure it out. Just don't, don't mess it up."
What a dumb thing to say, Yoongi is known for messing things up.
-x-
Yoongi:
Hi Jimin
Yoongi here
you know who Yoongi is rite
thats me ha
why do u have fart on ur wrist
are u the pink haired cutie guy
Jimin:
cutie guy?
Pink hair that's right
you wanna know why i have fart written on my wrist?
check it for urself arse hole
Yoongi:
wHY aM i An aRsehOle
Jimin:
check it for urself
and i dont swear so
arse it is
Yoongi:
arse it is
Jimin:
are u even gay
Yoongi:
hundred percent rainbow liquid in my veins
Jimin:
what the heck ahahhaah youre so funny
-x-
"YOU HAVE FART ON YOUR WRIST WHAT THE HELL JIMIN THE FIRST THING YOUR SOULMATE SAID TO YOU WAS FART O-M-G I LOVE THIS YOONGI GUY -"
"I am not going to go through this again, hyung."
"Call me momma."
"Why what even -"
"SEOKJINNIE HYUNG WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Taehyung screams as he barges into Jimin's apartment.
"How the hell did you enter the house?"
"The door was open, pabo." Taehyung flatly says, stating the obvious. Jimin just rolls his eyes.
"Oh well Taehyungie, Jiminnie here called me that he met his soulmate and ended up in a crisis, he needed the help of his momma -"
"You are NOT my momma."
"Might as well be, look at how much I take care of you." Seokjin replies with a wink. "I ran all the way from my apartment just for you."
"You live across the road hyung."
"Not the point. It's the effort."
Kim Seokjin is Park Jimin's step brother. When Jimin's father had died, his mother was still very young and found another soulmate - six years after depression took her over - loss of a companion swallowing her whole. Jimin doesn't remember his real father much, he was just three years old when a car accident took his father's life - but Jimin was oh so grateful to the man who came into his family's picture - lightening the life of his mom and showing her happiness once again. His step father was a wonderful man, ever so kind, ever so generous and loving. He was a single dad, who had never met his soulmate until Jimin's mother came along - his son born without the presence of a soulmate.
Their family was a complete contrast to the typical dramatic step family movie, they loved each other as their own. When Jimin met Seokjin for the first time, he was 9 years old, and the other was 13. Seokjin had been the perfect big brother - they both accepted each other as they were and cared for one another. Jimin was there for Seokjin, despite of being younger he gave a shoulder to his hyung when he cried about the bullies in school, and Seokjin, so much like his real mother stood by him at all times, more than just feeding Jimin soup when he was sick.
Nevertheless, Seokjin proved to be an annoying elder brother most times, embarrassing Jimin and himself in front of friends, but always uncaring about judgement. His horrible sense of humor and the dad jokes oh god. Seokjin however, taught many things to Jimin regardless of his somewhat unique persona - he was a carefree man, always optimistic. He taught Jimin to love himself and be happy.
"YAH Jimin-ah! You found your soulmate before I did! Are the old men going to find their soulmates last? Am I going to be lonely for the rest of my life?" Seokjin animatedely poses.
"Stop being so dramatic hyung. You're 26. Its not the end of the world." Jimin states.
"You make yourself sound older than you are Jinnie hyung. You are still young and blossoming out of your teens." Taehyung adds.
Seokjin pats his hand on his chest and says, "That's the spirit Taehyung! Yes I am forever 21 that's right that's me hahahahahahahaha -"
Jimin slaps his hands on his face, Taehyung awkwardly smiling - his brother is always the only one who laughs at his jokes. Zero sympathy given.
-x-
Yoongi:
do u want 2meet smwhre?
Jimin:
sure
why are u typing like that
Yoongi:
nO
only when im tird
which m most of da time
Jimin:
oh
Yoongi:
wht do u do
Jimin:
sorry what?
Yoongi:
do u wanna call?
Jimin:
um no, you of all people should know why.
Yoongi:
wOw the full stop i like it
nd idk, why?
Jimin:
Are you drunk?
Yoongi:
probbly
Jimin:
where are you??
Yoongi:
w mes amis?
Jimin:
sorry what? korean please
Yoongi:
m w my frenz
Jimin:
oh okay then that's fine
Yoongi:
y? is there a prob
Jimin:
I really don't want my soulmate to get laid by someone who is not me.
Yoongi:
m ur soulmate? nd u want m 2get laid by u
wht da fuckity faq
Jimin:
excuse me?
Yoongi:
gtg ttyl
Jimin:
uh sure?
-x-
"Guys. It's confirmed. Jimin is my soulmate. I have a fucking soulmate."
"Tell me something I don't know Yoongs."
"HOSEOK GET YOUR HETERO ASS HERE."
"Why do you have to bring my straightness into to conversation whenever I'm trying to find peace?"
"Because that's the only thing that gets you snap into your senses again."
"Good point." Hoseok says. "You have a soulmate. So what?"
"Look at the pigeons. Stop acting so nonchalant, Hobi. This is about Yoongi's love life -"
"When did you start siding with him?"
"WHY ARE WE FIGHTING?" Yoongi shouts, then screams, almost seeming like a dinosaur emerged from Jurassic Park movie. The room falls silent. "Anyway, look, Jimin is cute and all, but I really don't even know him, and fuck, I really wasn't looking for a soulmate."
"Yoongi hyung. Firstly I don't think you think of him as just a 'cute and all' guy. Secondly, it's okay, I think almost everyone with a soulmate goes through the feeling of not wanting one." Namjoon wisely says. How does he even know all this? Namjoon doesn't even have a soulmate yet. Maybe it's because of the 148 IQ. "But honestly, I think if you try to spend time with him, you will get to know him."
"How did you even get to know that he was your soulmate for sure?" Hoseok asks.
"Remember yesterday when we went to the bar? And came back home? Because I got super duper fucking drunk? I guess I drunk texted him -" Hoseok and Namjoon's eyes go wide but Yoongi quickly adds, "- nothing very weird happened! But during that conversation he just casually said 'I don't want my soulmate to get laid by someone who is not me.'"
"What the f -"
"Flower."
"You do not need to censor me Hoseok. I'm a grown man"
"But 'm not." Hoseok pouts. "What?!"
"Ugh, nevermind Hobi. I don't know how you can shamelessly be so disghusting all the time. But whatever." Yoongi sighs. "What now?"
Hoseok clutches his heart in hurt but continues anyway, "I think you should just meet him Yoongi."
"I'm your hyung."
"Do I ever care?"
Yoongi just plainly looks around his apartment, shared by once him and Namjoon, but since Namjoon started earning he moved out. His apartment is very monochrome, white sofas and a white carpet, black tiles and black cushions. It was in fact rented, but it fit Yoongi's general style pretty well, and thus Yoongi's been living there for more than 5 years. He has the candy shop to always bring colour to his life.
There are different coloured photoframes hanging on the walls - from Yoongi and his two best friends laughing together to just green scenery. Yoongi may not be such a great photographer himself, but he really appreciates nature - more than that to care about the quality of his photos. There is a picture of his family too, who he misses so much. His father, grandmother and two sisters.
"Should I just take him out for movies?"
"That's a good idea Yoongs. Get to know him little, make yourself comfortable." Hoseok says, slowly flashing a smile. "And be fucking happy, you're the first out of us three who has found their soulmate!"
Namjoon and Hoseok laugh hard at this, Yoongi grinning a little as he stares into the wall and finds a certain pink haired mop of hair smiling back at him. Yoongi's imagination is really going wild.