it's 4AM and yoongi and jimin are still going at it.
i notice jeongguk and taehyung mumbling things to one another but decide to let them have their own talk.
without me intruding.
instead my ears focus on the soft gasps, the skin slaps, the deep moans.
i can't help but feel defeated.
i decide to go see seokjin, knowing i can somewhat talk to him.
although the elder knows just about everything i still hide things. aren't i allowed to? everyone else is allowed to.
you won't ever see jeongguk kissing taehyung outside our room.
you won't ever see seokjin in the kitchen when company isn't around.
you won't ever hear jimin and yoongi's arguments when we're all together.
we all hide our little things, surely i can hide mine.
i see seokjin on the couch, sipping a mug of coffee.
"hoseok, aren't you up early," he chuckles lightly.
"jinnie, it's 4:30," i tell him but he just distantly nods.
"what's wrong, pumpkin?" he asks, his honey-like voice smothering his words.
"they won't ever shut up seokkie, how am i supposed to sleep?"
"they're in love hobs, let them have some couple time." jin says.
"they have couple time every night and it doesn't help when i so desperately want to join them."
seokjin sighs, frustratedly pulling at his hair as he does time to time.
"who knows hobs, maybe an amazing offer will come up."
"you think so?" i smile, my heart filled with hope.
"of course i do, now get some lunch."
"it's 4:45?"
"right right, guess i need some sleep."
next thing i know the elder has clambered his way upstairs.
when i get back to my room, there's no more echoes from yoongi's and jimin's room so i sleep.
knowing that both are okay and maybe i'll be okay too.
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