The Devil's Work || Yoonseok

1: Please?

"Can we please go out?" Yoongi heard for the fifth time in less than thirty minutes, he was currently sitting with his friend Jimin, who was  also known as the son of Persephone. He turned to the older with a sigh, watching as he played with one of the flowers in Yoongis room.

"I have a project due in two days, and knowing me, I've procrastinated since the day it was assigned, there is no way I'm going out with you of all people to drink and get the biggest hangover possible." Yoongi said, Jimin whined as he pulled at his sweater.

"Oh come on, why be huddled up in your room all day when you could be out with your friends and having fun?" Jimin asked, Yoongi rolled his eyes at the older and continued to work on his project.

Being friends with Jimin was a pain in the ass at times, all he wants to do is party and drink, and when he's not doing that he's annoying his friends. The only pro when it comes to being friends with him is the fact that he smells like flowers 24/7.

"What if Jungkook asked you?"

"I'd still say no," Yoongi muttered, eyes on his computer screen. Jimin raised an eyebrow at that and pulled out his phone, already calling their friend before Yoongi could stop him.

"Jeongguk, we have a problem," Jimin smiles, he heard Jungkook gasp over the phone, "Oh shit, what code?"

"Code...yellow?" Jimin asked more than stated, Yoongi rolled his eyes as he stopped working to listen to their conversation. "Ah, Yoongi's being a party pooper and won't budge, gotcha." Jungkook muttered, "I'm on my way." He said before hanging up before Jimin could explain what happened.

Jungkook is the son of Prometheus, the God of fire and the supreme trickster, he's also Yoongis over dramatic, and way to energetic friend. He should've known better than to get too close to Jungkook, there's no telling what the idiot could have up his sleeve.

"I don't care what you guys do, I'm not going." Yoongi said, frowning as he lost his train of thought, looking at the screen without writing anything. "Yoongi, all you have to do is come with us, sit still, and look pretty. We just wanna hang out with our favorite mortal!" Jimin said, Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"Don't pull the favorite mortal card, I'll still kick your ass, powers or not." Yoongi muttered, Jimin only smiled as he waited for Jungkook to show up so he could really start he begging.

Less than ten seconds later, Jungkook was already at his house, running through the front door and to his bedroom, scaring the shit out of Yoongi.

"I'm here!"

"Finally." Jimin muttered, the two turning to Yoongi, who's eyes were still on his computer screen, he tried his best to ignore the two but the longer they stared, the more he started to feel nervous, they were burning holes into his skull.

He sighed as he shut his laptop, turning to the two with a glare. "No,"

"Yes." Jungkook said, Jimin nodding, "You guys can't make me," Yoongi said, folding his arms across his chest, he knew he won until Jungkook laid a hand on his shoulder. "You wanna test that theory?"

"You fuckin' wouldn't."

"Oh, I would." He smirked, Yoongi was already startin to feel hot were his hand touched his shoulder, and he knew that in seconds, he would feel like he's on fire. "Fine, Fine!" Yoongi yelled, pushing Jungkook away from him, he huffed as he stood. "Just, let me get changed, and don't touch anything."

"We love you!" Both Jimin and Jungkook yelled, they both giggled when they heard a loud "Fuck You" from the other room.

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