"Maybe you should orgasm a lot because it seems like your vitals are good and you seem in a better mood," Namjoon said on their walk to Hoseok's work.

"Shut up, and I thought I said never to speak of that again?" Hoseok sighed looking rather irritated.

"But-"

"Namjoon, I swear to god," he grumbled walking into work and letting the elevator close. "Okok mr. grumpy pants," Namjoon said.

"Why you little-" Hoseok cut his sentence short after remembering that he was inside a crowded elevator full of people who were currently giving him questionable looks.

Hearing Namjoon snicker he took off out of the little death box and made his way to his office. He closed the door and let out a sigh of relief.

"It would be so much easier if you were a person," he said flicking on the lights. "That way I wouldn't look so crazy," he laughed lightly.

"Sometimes I dream about having a body," Namjoon fantasized. "Being able to walk on the beach or run," he said.

"You could do my laundry and cook," Hoseok chimed in.

"If I had a body no way would I be doing your house work. I would be exploring the world," Namjoon said.

"Yeah yeah you are kinda a sucky personal assistant," Hoseok said.

"Not my fault you never have plans for me to tell you about," Namjoon replied.

"Ouch," the boy clutched his chest in mock pain.

:

Hoseok worked diligently writing poems and letters. "Namjoon can you proof read?" He asked.

"Yes...done I added some word changes. I hope that was fine," he said.

"Wow that was incredible," Hoseok said "so fast" he laughed looking at the little red scribbles and neat handwriting across his page on the computer screen.

He quickly made the changes and submitted it to the publisher.

"Hoseok can you take me through a subway?" The voice asked curiously.

"A subway?" Hoseok questioned packing his things.

"I've always seen them super packed and chaotic in the movies and pictures. I want to see it for myself," he said.

"Fine fine," Hoseok gave in throwing on a hoodie and walking out of the office and outside to the raining city. Except this time it didn't seem as cold as it did before.

His feet tapped on the pavement as he made his way down the tunnel underground. He scanned his city card and walked through. It was dark and cold but if it was something Joon really wanted to see he could manage because it didn't cost him anything.

"Do you like it?" He asked quietly.

"Aw I imagine it smells like mildew and trash," Namjoon said, "I can almost smell it," he said the last bit softer.

"Well good thing you can't," Hoseok said stuffing his hands in his pockets walking into the cart and grabbing a pole to keep his balance as the train sped away.

"How do you know where you're going?" Namjoon asked as Hoseok had switched stops several times. "I used to go here a lot," Hoseok replies instantly thinking of Yoongi.

"We should get out more," Namjoon stated into his ear as Hoseok emerged from the tunnel.

The beach.

Dressed in jeans and a button up shirt wasn't exactly the fashion, but Hoseok was a good sport and took a seat in the sand cringing a bit as he knew sand would be everywhere.

"Hoseok, what does sand feel like?" Namjoon asked.

Chuckling softly Hoseok reached down picking up some in his hands letting it seep through his hands back to the ground. "It's like a bunch of small rocks and they feel kinda gross to me.... kinda like a bunch of useless thoughts all mashed together," he said.

"Ahh I delete files like that when they are stupid," Namjoon said.

"I can't delete sand," Hoseok deadpanned.

"I bet it feels nice," he said.

"You would be the strangest human," Seok said shaking his head gently as the sun warmed his tanned skin.

Children and parents laughter filled the air as Hoseok and Namjoon talked until the sun went down the dark sky brought out stars as Hoseok was laying down staring up at the view.

"I'm going to have a terrible sunburn," Hoseok chucked looking at his arms.

"Hopefully my earpiece won't have sand in it or you'll have to order a new one," Namjoon said in a worried tone.

"At least you won't be in physical pain," the human rebuked.

"I would because I wouldn't be able to talk to my favorite human," Namjoon sighed.

Hoseok choked a bit smiling "let's get home," he pushed up from the ground staggering a bit before finally walking straight.

"Hoseok, we should get a dog," Namjoon said.

"No,"

"Pretty please?"

"No,"

"I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel, I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
Wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn,"

"Namjoon turn off your depressing playlist,"