Wrong Room | SOPE

Tae

updated.
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What should we do tonight? I'm bored in this house, no matter how magnificent it is."

I asked Yoongi as we sat beside each other in the living room. A perm at scowl was set on his face and I tried to distance myself from him, or at least take his mind off whatever was bothering him.

He turned and smirked toward me, "let's go out."

Chuckling, I shake my head, "yeah, right."

He glared at me, "I'm serious. They'll be gone for hours we have time."

I turned my body toward him, "Yoongi does the word mafia not make you rethink your choices?! He's not a normal person, he's a psychopath who murders people for fucks sake!"

Rolling his eyes he stands up with crossed arms, "well I'm going to get some ice cream at our normal spot. Come or don't, I couldn't care less."

He shoves his legs into a pair of black sweatpants and grabs a random pair of keys. I stumble after him, heart racing with fear that they'll find out and we'll get in trouble. We have had it good here, for the most part.
It was rough in the beginning but it's actually starting to look better in the future.

I'm trying to figure out my unresolved feelings for Yoongi and my newfound feelings for Jungkook. I didn't want this to set us back to our first week here.

Hoseok is fucking scary.

Hearing the beep of his expensive Bugatti I glare at Yoongi.

"Seriously, one of the most flashy cars?"

He grins and shrugs. "Picked up what I could."

Sitting beside Yoongi I really looked at him. His brown hair fluttered in the wind - the windows were down, his usual doll lips were set in a content smile and his eyebrows were no longer creased. I can remember why I fell in love with him. Although reserved and somewhat cold I know he needs to be shown affection and craves attention.

He isn't someone to initiate it, but he wants to be loved.
I tried to give that to him, to show him how much I love him. I guess I didn't do a good enough job. If all I can be is a friend that's what I'll do. But, sitting here now, doing what we used to when we were free makes me think I would've had a chance. A small sliver of hope that he felt the same.

But as I looked at him, I realized we never would've made it. We would've crashed and burned before our eyes.

So for a split second I thank Hoseok. But then I remember no matter what, no matter who I fall in love with, if I keep seeing Yoongi, being this close to him.

I'll never have time to heal.

I just need a little time.

A little space.

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Hi,
Don't hate me, I've been working 70+ hours at my job this summer, and these last two weeks my entire family has been sick.
I've finally laid down and have free time so I though I'd update. Thanks for sticking around!
   ~hope