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@yoongi m. When Seokjin had first gotten to know Yoongi he wasn't like this. Relatively quiet and slightly grumpy in a sense, Seokjin had imagined a man that was tame in nature, attached to his music like there was nothing else, with a sharp tongue but a gentle heart. He had been right, for the most part, he had seen Yoongi through it all in the dorms, through thick and then and Seokjin had been sure that he had known Yoongi as an individual. They had gotten close. Yoongi was like his brother. But one thing had turned to another and Seokjin found eventually that frankly, he didn't know Yoongi at all. His dorm habits were unbelievably different compared to what he was like on roommate and his living habits at home.

That of course, would explain the mouse currently poking out of Yoongi's pocket.

The man can't help but to suppress a sigh. He had hoped when Yoongi had called him to go drinking with him that he would get a calm night to share with someone who seemingly had their head on his shoulders. They were frequent drinking buddies, Yoongi was good when he was hungover, snappy, irritable but nothing Seokjin couldn't handle. But the moment he had seen Yoongi walk in and had seen the squirming body sticking out of his pockets, Seokjin knew that he was in for nothing but a long night with a man who was obsessed with his mice and hamsters. He could admit it, they were cute, but really? At a bar?

"Yoongi, why--" they're the first words he can think about uttering as he brings his hands to rub his temples. He could already feel a vein popping out "Why did you bring your pet mice with you to a bar?"

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