E I G H T (1/1)

"No quiero que sufras jamás; Si tu sufres, mi ser entero sufre contigo." Hoseok watched Yoongi for a moment and then sighed. The elder had entered the café and requested his drink. He had barely even managed to hear the other's mumbled words but he swore he had seen the light coloring of a blush on the elder's pale cheeks. "Yoongi?" He asked tentatively. It was basically the slowest of days in the week and he didn't have anything to do besides try to bother the other. "Hm?" Yoongi glanced at him for a moment before looking back at his laptop and making Hoseok groan, causing Yoongi to sigh, himself, "Yes, Seokie?" "Are you mad at me?" Hoseok pouted. "Why would I be mad at you?" Yoongi frowned at that, tilting his head at the barista. "Well, you left the café yesterday with-" "I felt sick, Seokie. Don't take it to heart. I wasn't upset at you," Yoongi chuckled before freezing as the younger leaned in and felt his forehead, "What are you doing?" "I'm checking to see if you forced yourself out of bed just to come here and work," Hoseok grinned. "Seokseok..." "I have a reason to believe you would do this and it's because you actually have done it beforehand," Hoseok countered then set another coffee beside Yoongi, a smile enhancing his features greatly, "I think you need this so take it." "Hoseok..." "Yoongi...""Thank you." "An