one plus six. || hoseok x bts

【three】

"y'know, you're starting to become obvious."

yoongi turned to look at seokjin, who had just lost another game and had quit the server, and was leaning against their rolling chair, stretching his arms.

"at what?"

"checking hobi out"

"haha, that's funny. your humour levels are getting really low, jin hyung."

seokjin pushed themself against their desk, sending them flying across their shared room with yoongi. they wrapped an arm around his shoulder, a knowing smirk plastered on their face.

"look man, it's just, your intentions are crystal clear to me. no lying is gonna get through me. after all, takes a liar to know a liar." they giggled, digging out their phone and scrolling through it.

"what's that supposed to mean-"

"come on, look at this photo, and tell me that you're not checking hoseok out."

in the photo, hoseok was bouncing happily on the balls of his feet, both hands dug deep into layers of bubbles and soap piling up in the kitchen sink, scrubbing diligently away at a couple of plates.
and...yoongi. yoongi, who rested his head on his right hand, tilted to the left, legs crossed haphazardly, staring dreamily at hoseok. his hands, to be exact. his jet black hair gleamed in the artificial light, giving his face a pale glow, matching the colour of his almond white 'sg' shirt.

jin was right. he had been caught red handed. he was definitely checking him out.

"well, 's not my fault hoseok's pretty." was yoongi's quiet response.

"awww, you're shy" seokjin cooed.

"shut up. you totally have a thing for taehyung, what with you always babying him and taking care of him."

in yoongi's opinion, the bright red flush that suddenly crept onto seokjin's face and the tip of their ears was totally worth it.