《airplane. •SOPE•》six
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"wake the fuck up bitch it's time to go" jimin said smacking hoseok with a pillow. hoseok opened his eyes "i should punch you in the throat" he said groggily.
hoseok got up and stumbled out of bed to head to the bathroom so he could brush his teeth and wash his face. when he was done he got on his phone to tweet about his horrible encounter with jimin this morning.
"stop being a baby we have to go now" jimin said grabbing his car keys and his bags. hoseok grabbed his bags and they made their way to the car.
jimin made his way towards the airport "i don't even want to go to korea" hoseok said rolling his eyes. it's not that he hated korea he just didn't like how some of the people were down there, and how they treated people.
but now is not the time to complain he wanted to visit his sister. "well we won't be staying there that long so it's okay" jimin said "oh and we have to get your sister a present so don't forget" hoseok nodded.
when they finally made it to the airport hoseok and jimin got their bags and other things out of the trunk so they could wait for the plane.
hoseok got a message when he looked down he was surprised to see a text from jin.
meanwhile yoongi, namjoon, and jungkook made their way to the airport. yoongi rolled his eyes "man this is that bullshit it's going to be way too crowded i don't want to be here."
namjoon looked over to him "shut the fuck up" he said and turned back around to listen to his music. yoongi slumped down in his seat he really did not want to get on that plane mainly because he didn't know what type of people would be there.
jungkook was listening to music while hitting the woah, it was annoying everybody else in the car because every time he hit it he would say "woah."
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"JUNGKOOK SHUT THE FUCK UP" yoongi yelled.
jungkook stared at him for 5 minutes proceeded to roll his eyes and then got on his phone. jungkook opened his stan twitter.
jungkook shut his phone off turned to look out the window and hit the woah again, because who the hell listens to yoongi? not jungkook.
"anyway y'all we made it to the airport..... WOAH" jungkook said getting out of the car to grab his bags.
yoongi sighed but got out of the car anyway. "i might as well just cry" yoongi mumbled walking towards the entrance.
"hurry up i mean we don't leave for another hour but we need to get settled" namjoon said walking right beside yoongi.
"whatever stop talking i have to pee" yoongi said heading towards the bathroom once they made it inside LAX.
"whatever bitch i hope something crawl up the toilet and bite you" namjoon said setting his bags down.
yoongi scoffed walking into the bathroom, humming yoongi entered the stall. while he was in there doing his business he heard two other people enter talking loudly.
"okay but he was actually flirting with you why didn't you give him a chance" jimin said walking into the bathroom with hoseok.
"hell no he was trying to get me to suck his you know" hoseok said rolling his eyes "and second of all shut up bitch that one girl was trying to flir-" that's when jimin cut him off.
"your argument is not relevant you must have forgotten that i like MEN i like guys i am not a het i should beat your ass for even saying that." jimin said as he watched hoseok enter the stall next to yoongis "fucking dumb bitch."
hoseok rolled his eyes "you're the dumb bitch you dumb bitch."
jimin started to fluff his hair out while actively ignoring hoseok who was still cussing him out.
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yoongi chuckled lowly at the conversation and flushed the toilet, he walked out of his stall to wash his hands.
jimin looked at him and squinted. jimin then turned back to the mirror and tried to remember where he knew this man from.
jimin could tell that he knew him from somewhere but didn't really know because of the hat and shades so he just shook it off and resumed fixing his hair.
yoongi left the bathroom and went towards his seat next to namjoon "hey bro" yoongi scrunched up his face "ew what are you, a het?"
jungkook laughed "namjoon is the biggest gay i know he's just not a confident one" namjoon gave him the ugliest look. "bitch i'll have you know that i radiate confident gay do not disrespect me"
"okay loser, but i wanted to tell yoongi that we don't have seats that are by each other we have to sit by random people" jungkook said to yoongi.
yoongis eyes widened "you cannot be serious i already did not want to come here this just keeps getting worse"
maybe we can switch yoongi kept thinking.
jimin and hoseok went back to their seats "we have homework due today for financing" hoseok said.
"this is my fucking break i don't give a fuck our plane leaves in like 20 minutes and after i get on that plane i will be forgetting everything. those are next week problems"
"we have to go eat because i won't be eating airplane food and we need to- well that's kind of it we already did everything" hoseok said.
jimin nodded "i'll go get the food" he got up to leave.
while hoseok sat there on his phone tweeting random stuff his man, his love yoongi tweeted something.
hoseok commented a billion times while admiring his man. "i wish we could meet again i like... love you" hoseok said while staring at his phone jimin walked up to him with a scrunched up face "you are a fucking weirdo."
"hurry and eat we are about to leave" hoseok rolled his eyes but nodded anyway "you're just mad because jungkook didn't catch any of your fat ass hearts"
while they were eating the small amount of food they got yoongi got up and went to the lady to give him her ticket. when he finally ended up on the plane he took the seat with the window and just stared out of it.
hoseok and jimin were just finishing up there food when they heard "if you are taking flight 219 you have 5 minutes to come board the plane or we will leave without you"
jimin and hoseok booked it towards the lady and hurriedly gave her the tickets when they got on the plane hoseok saw someone sitting next to his seat and it was not jimin.
he sighed but made his way towards the seat anyway when he sat down he did not pay attention to the person next to him.
yoongi continued to stare out of the window even though he felt someone sit next to him.
he took his phone out and tweeted so the fans knew he was on the plane.
when hoseok got the notification that his man tweeted he looked down at his phone and laughed he liked the tweet and commented.
when yoongi heard him laugh he turned over towards the man sitting next to him yoongi just stared at him recognizing him immediately.
hoseok felt someone staring at him when he looked up his eyes widened.
"i- oh my gosh" hoseok stuttered. yoongi just nervously smiled and waved.
'well this is going to be an eventful flight' yoongi thought.
😔🤟🏽
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