Yoongi frowned as he stared down at the boy crouching next to his bed. He'd been drying himself after his shower when he realised he'd left his clothes in his room. So he'd gone to grab them, and discovered this boy in his room... Attempting to steal his pen...

"That's my pen." Yoongi said when he realised the boy wasn't going to answer his previous questions. The boy looked down at the pen he'd dropped, shook his head and quickly picked it back up. He held it to his chest possessively, making Yoongi frown slightly.

"No it's not. I dropped it and it rolled in here." The boy said, and had the circumstances been different Yoongi might have taken a moment to appreciate the sound of his voice. But they weren't, and all Yoongi really cared about at the moment was getting his pen back and getting rid of the boy so he could get dressed.

"It's my pen, it has my name on it. Plus I'm the only person on campus with that brand of pen, it's specially imported." Yoongi's parents were filthy rich, and this meant basically everything Yoongi owned was imported and expensive. Although, there were some negatives to this, mainly the fact that he couldn't live the life he wanted. His parents expected him to grow up and get a high paying job, when all Yoongi really wanted to do was rap.

"No, this one's mine." The boy moved his hand slightly so it covered Yoongi's name, making Yoongi sigh.

"I saw you cover my name. It's my pen." Yoongi sighed again and run a hand down his face. "Look, if you want the pen so badly, keep it. Just let me get dressed."

"It's my pen." The boy repeated, despite the fact that all evidence was against him*. Yoongi just shrugged, walking over to his drawers and searching through them for a reasonable outfit.

"Whatever, I have plenty more where that came from..." Yoongi said as he continued to search through his clothes. What he didn't notice was that as his back was turned, Jimin quickly grabbed a sock that was lying on the ground.

When Yoongi turned back around, he frowned. Jimin had disappeared, and left the pen, which Yoongi thought was odd after how adamant he'd been about his ownership of it. Yoongi picked up the pen that lay on the floor and shrugged before placing it on his desk.

"What a weird kid..."

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"Oh my God! Where is my other goddam sock?!" Yoongi exclaimed as he searched his room for his other sock. Namjoon yawned as he leaned against the door frame, watching as Yoongi threw things everywhere.

"Come on, we're going to be late." Namjoon said, looking down at his watch.

"I can't find my sock!" Yoongi said, huffing as he sat in the centre of his room. Namjoon shrugged.

"Grab a new pair." Yoongi quickly grabbed a random sock and put it on, grumbling about the fact he had to wear odd socks. Namjoon rolled his eyes as they walked out. "We're going to be late."

"Yeah, I know, you already said." Yoongi replied as they walked down the hallway. Namjoon shrugged.

"Just thought I'd remind you..." He sighed, shaking his head. "The girls are probably waiting."

"I don't care." Namjoon frowned at Yoongi, who looked over at me. "What?"

"You may not care, but I do. How am I supposed to get laid if the girls don't like me?" Yoongi shrugged and they continued walking in silence.

Yoongi didn't really want to go on this double date, but he had to because he was Namjoon's friend. It was also their thing; every now and then Namjoon would score a date with a girl who would only do a double date, he'd go to Yoongi and Yoongi would pretend to be straight for an evening. One girl would leave after the date to go have a night of fun, the other would go home and watch late night dramas and eating junk food while wondering why she could never get a date.

"Here." Yoongi said after feeling something in his pocket. He pulled it out and handed it to Namjoon, who took it and frowned as he stared at it. It was a condom, one given to Yoongi by his mum when he left the house that morning. "Safe sex is the key."

"Thanks..." Namjoon said slowly, pocketing the condom.

"It's flavoured." Yoongi added. His mum had thought that maybe getting an exciting one might encourage him to use it. Not that he needed one, Yoongi planning on having sex with a girl any time soon.

"Ah huh..." The conversation died again and the pair continued in silence till they reached their dates. Namjoon immediately started up his flirtatious remarks, while Yoongi just followed silently, his date worrying there was something wrong with her. And in Yoongi's eyes, there was - she didn't have a penis.

Yoongi yawned as they headed off to the restaurant, wishing he could just go home and sleep. That's all he wanted to do - sleep, and maybe watch a movie if he could stay awake long enough. Oddly enough, as they walked, Yoongi found his thoughts travelling to the boy he'd found in his bedroom. He'd have to find out what was with that boy at some time, because he was strange...

Yoongi yawned again, and now his date thought he was trying to tell her something. She immediately thought she was boring her, and much to Yoongi's annoyance, started to try and make conversation. He continued to kill the each attempt until she finally stopped trying. This made Yoongi grin.

He was great at dates.

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* A compulsive liar may even continue to lie when presented with the truth in cold, hard facts.