~College!au Pen Pal Hoseok~PART TWELVE
Clicking your phone off without hesitation, you grabbed the sweater nearest to you and raced out the door of your dorm. Oh god, what did Smiley get himself into?
It hadn’t occurred to you was that he was probably in the building you were heading to now. You were unintentionally going to meet your pen pal and you didn’t know whether it was the best or worst time to.
Without bothering to grab the ice Smiley, man, it was hard to keep calling him that when you wanted to know his real name, requested, you ran out of the building.
The walk to Mark’s building was a short one but it became even shorter with your quick pace. You walked into the lounge, your head whipping around for any sign of your boyfriend.
You froze when your eyes caught sight with him. He was looking at another boy, anger raging through his eyes. You noticed the purple bruise forming just under his eye and gasped.
“What the hell is going on?” You approached them, your eyes widened with shock.
“What?” Hoseok’s eye twitched slightly, looking slowly back toward “Jackson”.
“Uh, did you hear me? I said his name isn’t Jackson! It’s Mark. Mark Tuan,” Y/F/N crossed her arms.
“Mark Tuan?” Hoseok kept clenching and unclenching his jaw. What the fuck was wrong with this guy?
“Babe,” Mark whined quietly, hanging his head down.
“Uh, you’re Mark? This entire time you were telling me about your ‘friend’ and it’s you?”
“Well yeah. I didn’t trust you and I don’t know you. Calculus? I don’t even take that class. Plus, you’re a pretty shit liar. You had other intentions and I was planning,” Mark’s eyes went to Y/F/N’s, flashing her a disappointed look, “on finding them out. But no, that plan was ruined.”
“Are you blaming me?” His girlfriend–Hell, can Hoseok even call her that? He was sure as hell she wasn’t his Gumdrop–accused.
“Well, no. I’m just saying the plan would’ve worked if you kept your mouth shut for a few more minutes.”
“Hey!” Hoseok cut in, already done with the bullshit going on around him. The two snapped their eyes toward Hoseok who was fuming in anger.
“You wanna know my intentions, buddy? It was to talk to you about your girlfriend,” When Mark’s eyes trailed to the girl standing beside him, Hoseok smiled sarcastically. “No, your other one.”
“How the fuck do you know about that?” Mark took a step toward Hoseok.
“Maybe because I’ve been talking to her for the past few months about her dick of a boyfriend.”
“Hey, watch it,” Mark warned, sternly. Hoseok chuckled humorlessly.
“No, you watch it. I wanted to have a simple conversation with you about how you’re treating your girlfriend like shit but seeing you here, hanging out with you here, with another girl? Damn, that definitely gives me the perfect reason to punch you in the face. I refrained from doing it earlier because she was so convinced you changed but if she found out this is what you’ve been doing? She’ll be crushed!” Hoseok’s fist clenched.
“She won’t find out.”
“Oh yeah? How would she not? She has me to tell her doesn’t she?”
“Pfft–Like you’d tell her. You’re probably that kind of friend who cares too much about her emotional state to just break her like that. As long as she’s happy, you’re happy right?” Mark challenged.
Mark staggered back, his hand clutching his cheek.
“I might care about my–this girl’s happiness a lot but I’m sure as hell more loyal and not as deceiving as you are,” Hoseok spat, his brain internally screaming since his fist was in pain. The next thing he did was text you.
And here you were, witnessing the aftermath.
HEHEHEH HEY FAM! I was gone for a few days (oooooops) I like this chapter a lottttt tbh so give it some love pls (only if you want to ofc)