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imaginarykpop · 1 year

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The Boyfriend | Jaeyeon

How Jaeyeon and MiJung came to be and how they’re doing.

Words count: 4139

Warning: Curse words, mental abuse, body image

Jaeyeon’s Master list

Early 2015

Everything was looking up for the company, with four artists active at the moment and money coming in steadily, everyone was hopeful for the next few years. However like everything else in life, things can’t go to plan, life doesn’t work like that, when you expect it to go right it takes a sharp left that’s just how things are.

Dahee from GLAM got involved in a Blackmailing scandal and now the group is disbanding and the company is taking drastic measures against all female trainees, which raised a few questions from fans about Jaeyeon's future, everyone was on their toes to see what’s happening.

The female idol herself was worried as she hadn’t heard anything from the company in a few days, for all she knows they’re gathering her money they owe her and letting her go. Her nails have seen better days, she’s been biting on them. The past few days she paced more than she’s ever done in her life, the worry has been eating at her, so when she got a call from her manager to get to the company she didn’t hesitate to got ready, in less than 15 minutes she was out of the house and on her way. As she neared the company building, she felt her heart speed up and she started breaking into cold sweat. Her nerves were through the roof.

When she arrived after what felt like hours but was actually 30 minutes, tops, she looked beyond nervous, her smiles were shaky and full of anxiety while her bows weren’t as deep as usual, she didn’t focus on anyone thus it felt like she was passing by strangers, once she was in the hallway her manager told her to go to, her eyes zeroed on him. Her mind was scrambled and she didn’t know what to think, all that she could come up with and think about is that she was getting fired, her manager and BangPD were both standing in front of the meeting room, her manger saw her first and frowned at the state she was in, she may look a bit out of it to everyone but he knows her better than most people, he can tell she’s having an internal crisis. Bang PD also looked at her with worry filled eyes, her state was unlike any he has ever seen before on the idol. Jae however interpreted the looks the wrong way and her heart sank at the thought of having to leave the company and how she’ll go on as an artist and what her family will think, how will her friends react, how will Bangtan react?

Her lips trembled ever so slightly making her bite down on her bottom lip, and tears gathered in her eyes, scaring her manager and Bang PD even more. Before they could say anything however, Jaeyeon asked them a question that made them aware of what she’s thinking.

“Are you going to terminate my contract?” Tears left her eyes with her words, again before they could say anything she fell to her knees and looked at the ground as she started begging. “Please don’t let me go, I’ve worked so hard on my career and I’ll never be involved in a scandal, I’ll do anything you’ll say, but please don’t fire me.”

“You’re firing Jaeyeon?” Again before Bang PD could say anything, he was interrupted this time with Jae’s best friend making Bang PD frown knowing what’ll come, the boys are very protective of Jae everyone knows that. “H-How? Why? Why are you firing her?”

“I’m-“

“Who’s getting fired?” Namjoon asked as he too rounded the corner and came up from behind Yoongi, one look at Jae’s shaking form on the floor and he came to the conclusion of what's going on in front of him. “Why though?”

“Listen-“ Cut off once again, this time by a loud gasp and hurried footsteps, Jimin and Hobi were by Jae’s sides in seconds on the floor and everything, Jimin pulled her heaving body into his arms, as he tried to comfort her to the best of his abilities.

“Jaeyeon is getting fired?” Jin asked, the last two maknaes with him, a frown on all their faces, tears could be seen in some of their eyes.

“Noona didn’t do anything though.”

“Why would you do that?”

“Didn’t she do a lot for the company?”

“I’m sorry PD-nim but I just don’t understand.”

“She’s almost a part of Bangtan, in fact she’s an unofficial part of the group.”

Bang PD sighed before he took a deep breath. “GUYS!” they all stopped talking wide eyes and looked at the owner of their company, the only sound that could be heard is Jaeyeon’s cries. “Despite what the media is saying, and what you’re thinking, Jaeyeon isn’t getting fired.”

Jaeyeon fell silent hearing those words, her eyes burning and cheeks red, looking up at SiHyuk with wide eyes, ready to cry once again.

“Looking at it now, I should’ve talked to you the moment it started going around that you’ll be fired, that’s on me, I apologize.” Sihyuk said and Jaeyeon stood up slowly with the help of Hobi, Jimin following them closely.

“I’m, I’m not getting fired?” Jaeyeon asked her voice horas and scratchy, her vocal coach would die if he heard her talking right now.

“No, in fact I wanted to talk to you about something completely different today, but I think maybe we should do it later.” Bang PD said and placed a hand on her shoulder, with a kind and loving smile on his face.

“What is it?” She asked curiously.

“Well, let me just say that the board and I are thinking about making you an official shareholder.”

“W-What?” She asked confused, who lets a three year old idol a shareholder at their Entertainment company. She’s never heard of it before, none of the idols present heard of it, if the idol doesn’t own the company then it’s unheard of.

“Yes, it was a surprise and a settlement, I was thinking that if you’d like, I wanted to pay you back the debt that we owe you with shares.” Jaeyeon blinked shocked by the words, this was beyond the expected, leaving her brain in shambles trying to actually accept what BangPD said.

“I’m so sorry.” Jaeyeon said and bowed deeply to her CEO and the boys bowed after her, they have accused their boss of something while he’s doing the exact opposite of.

“No need, it was all a misunderstanding.” Bang PD waved them off. “I’ll leave you guys back to your work, and Jaeyeon we’ll be letting out a statement later today confirming your unchanged position in the company, and we’ll set a meeting with the lawyers to handle the shares.”

“Thank you Bang PD-nim, thank you so much.” Jaeyeon said and bowed once again, after saying their goodbyes the group split into two, Hobi pulling Jae with them towards their practice room, where once the doors closed she let out a scream, thanking god that the rooms were mostly sound proof. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.”

Suddenly tears left her eyes and her body shook with sobs, Yoongi was by her side in a second and pulling her in for a hug, she felt like she’s on her period with her emotions are all over the place, she was so overwhelmed she didn’t know what to do but cry, a tornado of emotions was going inside of her, her mind struggled to catch up with everything that’s happening around her and everything happening around her.

“She’s overwhelmed.” She heard Seokjin telling someone but she didn’t have the energy or the need to look up from where she curled herself into Yoongi, the rapper held his best friend tightly, he had shared her fear even if he wouldn’t tell her but he was dreading getting a call with the news of her not being a part of the company any longer. He dreaded hearing the news that his best friend one of the people he held closest to his heart lost her dream because of the actions of others, there was already no more female trainees, he shouldn’t have doubted Bang PD but you never know what’s going on in other people’s minds, you can never be too sure. Yoongi ran his hand up and down her back slowly trying to comfort the other ‘93 liner, her sobs quickly quieted down before turning into hiccups, he pulled back from her just enough for him to see her face. It had turned red and her eyes puffy as she rubbed them dry before wiping her tears, glancing around the room Yoongi noticed how his members had given them space but still hovered around needing to check on the female, they all cared deeply for her and all were worried over her.

Seeing Jaeyeon like this made them all want to just pull her in for a hug and try to comfort her, but knowing the two ‘93 liners are the best at comforting each other, and right now she needed his comfort. Jaeyeon hated crying so much and preferred bottling her emotions up until she couldn’t take it any longer and she gots overwhelmed, if you ever saw her crying then you know she’s reached her limit.

“Noona…” Jaeyeon looked at Taehyung who called her name softly, his voice so full of emotions she just wanted to cry again, what a mess she was. She couldn’t stop crying no matter how much she hated it. Going from almost fired to a shareholder in a span of a few minutes really did a number on her. Reaching out for her Tae pulled her in for one of his famous hugs, like her he loved giving hugs, and those two hugged each other at any moment the occasion allowed, with the culture difference he’s one of the few who hugged her as a greeting. “I’m so happy for you.”

“Thank you Taetae.” Jaeyeon barely let out, her tears kept gathering tears which she tried to blink away. Over Taehyung’s shoulder Jaeyeon saw Namjoon with a hand on a silently crying Jungkook, making her heart break for the Maknae, he often hid his feelings, and only showed his strong side, he’s always working himself too hard without showing it. pulling away from Tae, Jaeyeon moved towards Jungkook with open arms, the boy took a few steps and all but threw himself into her arms, his face hidden from the rest in her hair. His body shook a few times as he let out muffled sobs, making Jaeyeon’s tears leave her eyes once again. “Why are you crying Gguk-ah?”

Jungkook shook his head refusing to speak, knowing fully that if he did, the words will come out incohearent and he’ll just cry more. Jaeyeon looked at Seokjin hoping he’d tell her why their maknae was crying.

“He was really worried the last few days.” Jin elaborated, making Jae run her hand over Jungkook’s back slowly just as Yoongi did with her.

“Seeing you with Bang PD almost confirmed our fears.” Hoseok added and she bit her lip and closed her eyes, it took a moment for Jae to stop crying once again, this time with no hiccups.

“Jungkookie.” Jaeyeon said softly running her hand through his hair, she tried to pull back but his hold on her didn’t waver in the slightest. “You know, Noona will never just leave you guys, even if one day we’re on different paths, I’ll always hold you all dear to my heart, we’ll always be friends, yeah?”

Jungkook nodded and pulled away wiping his eyes with the back of his hands, Jimin walked up to Jungkook and patted his back lightly showing him he’s got his back and that the maknae wasn’t alone.

“That’s a lot of crying for one day.” Namjoon said and they all couldn’t agree more with the statement. “We should celebrate, Noona will become a shareholder after all.”

“Maybe postpone the celebration until after it’s official?” Jaeyeon suggested knowing they were all emotionally drained to actually celebrate.

“Yeah, I don’t know how we’ll continue practicing today.” Hoseok said and threw his head back groaning, the emotional tension in the room started to dissipate, as their thoughts started to wander away from the emotional roller-coaster they've gone through.

“I’ll go talk to manager-nim.” Namjoon said instantly and left the room, the rest formed a circle and sat on the ground, the room filled with quiet chatter as they talked only interrupted here and again by some blowing of noses. When Namjoon made it back into the room the smile on his face was the answer they wanted, they’re all free to have the rest of the day off but they’ll have to come in early the next day. happily the group all left the building, since their new dorm was near where Jaeyeon’s is the idol group left together, and with Jin and Yoongi’s insistence Jae went to their dorm to have dinner there, she could never resist their cooking, she knows she won’t be able to eat a lot since she was trying to lose wait, but maybe a little would do.

Living alone she lived on mostly take outs so any chance of home cooked meals she’s in, the next thing she wants to learn on her show is cooking, she needs to learn. Whenever one of the boys’ mothers’ sent food for the group, she was always included which incased her in the feeling of belonging and family, they filled in the void she has from being so far away from her parents and brothers. Having her cousin as an assistant would help, but there’s no telling when she’ll get promoted to that position.

All in all, the day started with worries and tears and ended with happiness and laughter.

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July 2015

Despite how many fans Jae had over the years she found herself losing confidence in her looks, she knew her fanbase had a big male section in it but that didn’t really help her confidence. With the idols she met on daily bases she couldn’t help but compare herself to them, Jae kept telling herself to just eat healthier and to just get moving around more when she wasn’t working on a comeback.

And thus Jae found a restaurant that specialized in healthy food, it wasn’t all low in calorie but it was healthier and for Jae that was good enough for now. The staff members there were all so helpful and careful in hiding her identity and keeping her presence a secret, it was something Jae was forever grateful for. She grew a bit sick of always eating inside so whenever she wanted to eat out she’d go there. and that is where she met MiJung, a handsome 24 year old, only a year older than she is. Let’s just say that man had a silver tongue and he was able to charm the idol in a few sittings, he worked at the restaurant and always served her. However, now that she talked to him she found out that he’s a wannabe model and taking one look at him she wondered why he wasn’t already working as one, his looks were dashing, and Jae hasn’t seen any of his pictures yet but if he was half good he should be able to score gigs left and right.

Now whenever she goes to the restaurant, she always looks for him and is always smiling when her eyes falls on his tall and lean figure, his big eyes always looking into hers. Charmed Jaeyeon found herself.

MiJung was ecstatic to have found an idol who is in a vulnerable passion and not even knowing it. He knows how to read people, he’s been doing it his whole life, that’s how he’s been able to get job after job all at female owned businesses, he can’t fool most males but females for him were such easy targets. And his luck just went to an all time high the day Jaeyeon walked inside the restaurant.

He couldn’t help but grin whenever he sees how his plan is working. Jaeyeon wasn’t one to get fooled with looks, she worked with idols on the daily and so he had crafted himself the perfect persona to fool her. He knows what he wants and how to get it.

“How about you get the smaller one today?” MiJung said as he stood in front of Jaeyeon, she was ordering her favourite dish, it had more Calories than most of the menu but she was on her cheat day, taking MiJung’s words into consideration the idol agreed on his words, she knows that as a model he knows what’s good to eat to help you look as good as you can be and what isn’t.

For the next few weeks, Jaeyeon started to meet up with MiJung outside of his work space, the duo's relationship developed more, and she found herself smiling at her phone more often. Being Jae’s best friend Yoongi noticed the changes in his friend’s behavior, he had a feeling a guy was involved and on further questions to Jae, she told him. “There is, but we aren’t that serious yet, that’s why I haven’t introduced him to you yet.”

“Well nevertheless I’d like to meet him.” Yoongi said, not giving Jae room to disagree, she remembers one of the talks he had with her older brother, they’ve met a few times whenever her family comes to visit. He told him to look out for his sister, how nice and oblivious she can be sometimes, her older brother had kind of appointed Yoongi as her guardian in Korea, and after having a few talks with her cousin who is now working with Jae as an assistant, he knew that having this talk with Jae was the right thing to do.

After that talk Jae tried to set up a meeting between the two but MiJung seemed to be busy trying to score some modeling gigs, and then both idols seemed to get swarmed with work and it just didn’t work.

After hearing MiJung talk about his failed modeling auditions and having their relationship develop more, she suggested that she can look for some good gigs for him, which MiJung couldn’t help but grin at. Once her cousin heard about that however she told Yoongi who instantly knew what the male was up to, and now insisted on meeting him.

“Please Yoongi, be nice.” Jaeyeon begged her best friend, as they walked up to the restaurant, they had booked a private room for the three of them to have dinner together.

“When am I not?” Yoongi shrugged, he told the hostess the fake name they had the reservation under and she led them to their room.

“Yoongi!” Jae whisper shouted glaring at Yoongi, it frustrated her how Yoongi already didn’t like MiJung before he met him and how he was so obvious about it, Yoongi and her had a really honest and open friendship with very little being hidden at least intentionally, they even tell each other about all the things their NDAs don’t allow them to talk about.

“Look Yeonie, I’ll try.” Yoongi said turning to look at Jae once they reached the room and just before they opened the door, his gaze was steady and unwavering, with her short heels on Jae’s almost the same height as Yoongi making him look straight forwards at her, from the look in his eyes she knew that no matter what he wouldn’t lie to her just to please her, that he’d be straight honest with her about everything he had in mind about her boyfriend. “But I won’t sugar coat it, and I’ll be keeping a close eye on him the whole night and every time I meet him until I trust him.”

“Okay… fine.” Jae said with a pout and opened the door passing Yoongi to get into the room, walking in she expected to see MiJung present since he’s always the first to arrive at their scheduled dates, taking a seat Yoongi took the one next to her, the table held only four chairs thus it’ll force MiJung to sit on the seat across from Yoongi or Jaeyeon and he’ll probably sit in front of Jaeyeon no doubt.

“Is he always late?” Yonogi asked, looking at his watch.

“No, never actually.” Jaeyeon looked at Yoongi’s watch and he was only 10 minutes late, but they just came in so they couldn't say anything. “He’s only 10 minutes late.”

Leaning back in his chair Yoongi sighed and looked at Jae. “We’ll see.”

It was 10 more minutes before Jaeyeon called MiJung to see what was keeping him up. “Uh, Oppa, where are you?”

“I’m on my way, it’s just traffic is bad.” He said and Jae could hear cars around him. “I’ll be there as fast as I can, bye.”

“Bye.” Jaeyeon replied even though he had already hung up but she didn’t want Yoongi to know that. “He’s almost here, he’s stuck in traffic.”

“Where is he coming from?” Yoongi asked, frowning, knowing that they hadn’t gone through any traffic on their way to the restaurant.

“Don’t know really.” Jaeyeon said and pushed her hair out of her face, her hair was in a blonde ombre which will turn into a full platinum blonde in her next comeback thanks to her fans requests. Other than their blonde and mint hair (Yoongi’s) the idols were dressed in very casual clothes, Yoonngi wore a black hoodie and black jeans, while Jaeyeon wore a white sweater that she tucked into her jeans, and a pair of heeled boots.

It took MiJung another fifteen minutes to arrive making him 35 minutes late, Jaeyeon was surprised by his outfit he had on a pair of black trousers, a knitted sweater and a green coat on, an outfit she hadn’t seen any piece of before.

“Oh, did you have a shoot today?” She asked assuming that he had and that they had given him the outfit, since it really wasn’t his style at all.

“No, I had today off.” He replied and glanced at Yoongi, more like the seat he was sitting in, he no doubt wanted to sit next to his girlfriend. “Hi, I’m MiJung.”

“Yoongi.” Yoongi said with a small bow of the head, despite his dislike for the guy growing, he didn’t want to be disrespectful, to Mijung Yoongi was easy to read, he instantly knew they wouldn’t be friends, he knew that Yoongi was a threat to his relationship with Jaeyeon and that he had to find away to gain Jae’s trust even more.

“Heard so much about you.” MiJung said with his fake model smile, taking a seat across from Jaeyeon.

“So did I.” Yoongi said, not taking his eyes off MiJung.

“All good I hope.” MiJung said his smile was not wavering, his eyes flickered to Jaeyeon who was watching the interaction closely, she prayed Yoongi wouldn’t say anything rude.

“We’ll see.” Yoongi said simply and Jae pursed her lips before clapping once making both men look at her and she gave them both a grin.

“I’m starving, how about we order some food.” With that she pressed the button on the table and soon a waiter came in and gave them menus, flickering through the menus quickly, MiJung looked at Jae who was looking at each item on the menu.

“Jaeyeon you had work today right?”

“Yeah.” Jaeyeon replied looking at MiJung who gave her a look making her bite her bottom lip and nod to herself and look at the menu, Yoongi watched the exchange with furrowed eyebrows, unaware that with that look Jae’s food was already decided. When the waiter came in to take their order, Yoongi raised an eyebrow and Jae’s order, she chose Bean Sprout Soup.

“Since when do you order Bean Sprout Soup?” Yoongi asked once the waiter left, MiJung’s eyes were peering into the side of her face as she faced Yoongi.

“I had a big lunch before I left work.” She said simply and shrugged, MiJung smirked at her obvious lie, everyone knows that she doesn’t eat much on her working days, and MiJung knows that with his influence she has been eating even less nowadays. Yoongi scoffed but said nothing.

To say that dinner was awkward would be a lie, but Yoongi pushed through it and by the end of it he was sure he doesn’t like MiJung and he knew that he had to warn Jae’s cousin so she’d be able to keep an eye out on Jae, they’d have to compare notes and any weird behaviors they notice.

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jiminssiiiiii · 1 year

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Pairing: Jimin x oc

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Ex AU, Betrayal, Fluff, Angst, Smut.

Rating: 18+

Wordcount: 3.6k

Summary: Jimin and Jia used to date when they were highschoolers, but things take a turn, making them break up with a lot of questions and hurt in both of their hearts. Will their hearts meet again, or their story will be another lost one?

Part 3

“Your upper body should lead slightly forward into the turn.” Jia shifts her position into a proper one.

Yeji leans her upper body forward looking in the mirror in front of them.

“Now, compress your stomach muscles, it will help you to keep your body straight.”

Yeji does the same as Jia; compressing her stomach muscles, she goes into her turn.

“That was better than before. Let us move onto the fine details now.” Jia says moving a little back from her.

“Concentrate and follow my movements while you dance. That will help you catch the little details faster.”

Yeji nods and they both get into their positions. Jia leads while Yeji follows.

The sound of a throat clearing comes from the side. Jia’s head jerks towards the voice, her eyes stopping on the guy’s standing by the door.

He takes a step inside, Jia’s eyes following the blue haired guy dressed in a white t-shirt tucked in his jeans. A red bandana draped around the loops on his jeans.

“Oppa.” Yeji’s voice comes from behind Jia.

Jia’s eyes drift to Yeji who takes some steps forward and stops beside her.

“When did you arrive?” Yeji asks.

“A while ago, I tried to call you but you didn’t pick up so I decided to come inside.” The guy replies.

Yeji nods and the faces Jia who has been silent hearing their conversation. “He is my brother.”

Jia looks back at the guy and bows her head slightly as a greeting. He does the same greeting her back.

“Hello, I’m Taehyung, Yeji’s older brother.”

Jia gives him a subtle smile. “I’m Jia, her new instructor.”

Taehyung felt his breathe getting caught in his throat, his eyes focused on her face. His eyes followed her blonde hair that was made into a messy bun, some of the strands falling at the side of her face. Her honey brown coloured eyes making him get lost.

“Unnie, are we done for today?” Yeji’s voice is what pulls Taehyung back into the real world.

“Yeah. Let us practice the rest tomorrow.” Jia speaks. Yeji nods as she moves back; going inside the other room to get her stuff, leaving Taehyung and Jia alone in the room.

Taehyung looks in the mirror by the side. “Earlier I saw you dance when you were teaching Yeji. Your dance, it’s mesmerising.” He looks at Jia.

Jia blinks her eyes on the comment. Since when has he been standing there, she thinks but follows the idea of not asking him.

Jia starts thinking about how to reply him. Will a thank you sound a bit arrogant; she thinks.

“Let’s go.” Yeji comes from the room with her bag saving her for that moment.

Taehyung nods. “It was nice meeting you.”

“Bye.” He says as he reaches the door, Yeji exiting before him.

“Bye.” Jia’s replies.

Yeji settled herself on the passenger seat beside Taehyung. Taehyung took her bag and put it on the backseat.

“Did mom tell you that you have to stay with me for some time?” He asks driving his car on the road.

“Yes, she mentioned that she has to join dad abroad on some business-related meetings.” Yeji replied inclining her seat a little backwards.

“Are you hungry, want me to stop at a restaurant first?” Taehyung asks facing Yeji.

“No, I will eat something at home. We practiced for hours, I’m too tired.” Yeji replies.

“You have a new instructor.” Taehyung states.

“Yes, the previous one suddenly called one day saying she can’t teach anymore.”

“Jia was in the studio that day and I requested her to become my instructor. She was kind enough to agree.”

Taehyung’s mouth forms into an o as he kept listening to Yeji.

“The students brought this to thank you for the donation you made for the school.” The principal said handing Jimin the bouquet.

“Thank you.” Jimin took the bouquet and pulled it towards himself.

“You didn’t need to get me this. I too once used to study here, it’s my responsibility to take care of the student’s needs.” Jimin says smiling and handing the bouquet to his secretary.

“You have such good thoughts Mr. Park. What about we have a tour around the school.” The principal says showing Jimin out of his office.

Jimin follows the principal through the corridors, occasionally peeking into the classroom that were filled with students. The principal shows him around the school while he explains him the changes that have been introduced in the school.

Jimin smiles seeing the kids play around the school ground as the balls hit the ground in front of them. The principal stops and kicks the ball back to the little kids, also smiling at them.

Jimin continues to walks on the path scrolling through his phone, ignoring most of his notifications and message that weren’t seemingly that important to read at this moment. He lifts his head and his legs come to a halt at the sight.

The tree. Jimin gulps as he takes a step forward; stopping when he comes under its shade.

“I knew I would find you here.” Jimin says taking a seat under the tree.

Jia faces him, a guitar lying in her lap. Everything around them covered in shades of golden as the sun slowly went down.

“I was waiting for you.” Jia says smiling at Jimin.

“Were you singing?” Jimin asks smiling back at her.

“I wrote something for you.” Jia says beaming at him while patting the spot in front of her indicating him to sit down.

“Really.” Jimin’s says with widened eyes as he sat down on the soft grass.

Jia nods holding her guitar. He hands move to the chords as she gave them a few tugs before she begins playing.

“I think of you in the window

I see your face almost every night

Sure, maybe you’re not close

But I’m still breathing you in deep

Because

The best part is knowing

That something in my dreams

Always makes me smile

It’s you, the best part is knowing

That someone in my life

That makes it all worth while

It’s you and I don’t know what to do

No, I’m never giving up on you

Baby, there’s no need to be blue

Because the best part is knowing

That someone in my life

That makes it all worth while

It’s you, you, you

It’s you.”

Jia eyes locked with the eyes of an astonished Jimin.

Jimin had emotions all over his face. His eyes glistened with tears as he starred in hers.

His mind couldn’t form words that can match with the feelings that were going through his heart. So, he did the only thing that could show Jia how he felt throughout the song.

Jimin pulled Jia close to him and crashed his lips on her. Jia closed her eyes, smiling as Jimin kisses her softly.

“Mr. Park, you are here. I’m sorry, I got carried away with the kids.”

“Mr. Park?” The principal calls Jimin.

“Oh y-yes, no it’s fine.”

“I think I should go now. It was nice being here today.” Jimin says bowing to the principal; his feet already moving to get as far away as possible from the rippling emotions just being here brought.

Jimin strides away as he looks at the tree once again. He gets to his car and rests his head on the headrest closing his eyes. A breath leaves his mouths that seemed to be caught by Jia’s memories.

The door to Jimin’s office bursts open, an annoyed looking Sara walking in. Her heels clanked as they met the marble floor.

“What are you doing here?” He asks looking in her direction.

An annoyed sigh left her mouth. “What am I doing here? You have been ignoring me and screening my calls since the past week.” Irene says dropping herself on the couch.

To say Jimin did not anticipate Sara behaving like this would be a lie. Though he wasn’t sure of the fact that whether Sara wanted to get married to him or not, the sex alone was too good to be ripped away from her like this.

Jimin’s back met with the chair. “I thought I made it clear last time. We are not doing this anymore.”

“You can’t end things with me on a call like that.” Irene says getting irritated.

Jimin gets up from his seat, his hands resting on the table. “There was nothing between us to end. All we had was meaningless sex. And it ends when one of us doesn’t want it anymore.”

“But why now? Why when our parents are wanting us to get married?” Sara says getting up from the couch, her bag falling from her lap.

“Because that’s what they want, not us.” His tone was annoyed.

“Did you agree to this marriage?” He asks realization hitting him.

A nod comes from her. “What’s wrong with us. Many people stay in arranged marriages, we can too.”

“Do you even hear what you are saying Sara.” His voice was stern.

“I know what I’m saying. You are going to get married to someone one day, can’t that be with me.” Sara sounded desperate.

Jimin shakes his head. “I can’t get married, no, not now, and most importantly not to you.”

“But I need you in my life. Why is it so hard for you to understand?” Sara blurts out.

“You are not yourself right now, I think you should go.” Jimin walks to her, and picks up her bag putting it on the couch.

“I will talk to my parents and decline the marriage.” Jimin states.

“Jimin.” She takes a step towards him.

Jimin takes a step back. “It will be better the sooner you understand. You are not someone I want and neither am I someone you need.”

“I will give you time to gather yourself and leave.” Jimin says turning back and exiting his office.

Taehyung’s eyes moved to the right and then to the left as watched his sister. Yeji moved in her room gathering her thing from here and there.

“What are you doing?” Taehyung asked leaning on the door.

“Trying to find my things. Mom’s secretary brought my stuff here, but I can’t seem of find some of my things.” Yeji replied as she looks through her suitcase that lied in Taehyung’s guest room.

“Found it.” Yeji says holding the leather diary in her hand.

“If you are done here, can you please come into the kitchen, breakfast is getting cold.”

Taehyung hears her hum as he walks back into the kitchen.

Yeji puts the dairy in her bag and grabs her phone. “Oh shit.”

“Oppa, can you please drop me.” Jia runs to the kitchen.

Taehyung looks at her. “It’s my day off, I wanted to go back to sleep.”

“You can sleep later; we are supposed to see my performance auditorium today and I don’t want to be late.”

Taehyung huffs getting up from his seat with a piece of bread in his hand. He pushes it into Yeji’s mouth. “Eat your breakfast, I will get dressed.”

Taehyung followed Yeji out of the car and towards the stairs that led to the big door of the auditorium.

Yeji ran towards the person that was standing at one of the stairs. “Sorry for being late.”

Jia looks to the side from where the voice came from. “You are here.”

Her eyes trailed the man walking behind Yeji. “Your brother is here too.” She says as she greets him.

“Hello.” Taehyung greets her back.

Taehyung’s heart stared drumming inside him as he saw Jia. She was dressed in a white turtle neck and a sky-blue skirt paired with a blazer of the same colour that ended above her waist. Her hair tucked into a pony tail.

“We should go in. Are you coming too?” Jia asks directing the question towards Taehyung.

Taehyung looked at her, a strange nervousness creeping inside him. His eyes getting focused on her just like the first time he met her.

“Oppa, are you coming too?” Yeji asks again bringing Taehyung back into reality.

Though when he was at home, Taehyung wanted to sleep the whole day but that thought wasn’t alluring anymore as he got to see the person he probably has developed a crush for.

“I will also join you.” Taehyung says rather quickly.

Jia and Yeji give him a nod as they climb up the rest of the stairs.

“It’s so nice to see you in again, I have seen so many of your performance.” The coordinator says to Jia giving her a wide smile.

“Thank you.” Jia says, awkwardly shifting in her seat.

“We are here to discuss about Yeji’s solo stage.” Jia says giving her the folder she prepared.

“The director informed me about that.” The coordinator says reading the pages of the file.

“She is going to perform the solo stage for swan lake. I hope you will take care of the arrangements well.” Jia says with a smile.

“We can decorate the stage as per your wishes. You can completely trust us with the preparations.” The woman says showing them the stage.

“Thank you.”

They come out of the gates of the auditorium Yeji looking at the time in her phone. “I have to go to the study café.”

Jia nods. “Let’s meet later for the practice.”

Taehyung stands beside Jia. “Do you want me to drop you.”

“No, I have to meet a friend first.” Yeji replies waving a goodbye at them.

“We should go too.” Jia says climbing down from the stairs.

“Thanks for taking care of Yeji.” Taehyung says glancing at Jia.

“It’s my responsibility, beside she is really good at what she does, makes me want to work hard for her.” Jia replies with a soft chuckle.

Taehyung gives her a small nod followed by a smile. He faces her as they come to a stop in the parking area.

“It’s already around lunch time. Do you mind if I take you for lunch.” Taehyung asks her.

“Taehyung-ssi you don’t have to.” Jia humbly says.

“I want to.” Taehyung quickly states.

Jia eyes Taehyung’s expression, his puppy eyes now making it hard for her to decline him.

She gives him a small nods and Taehyung’s face lifts with happiness.

He goes to his car and open the door open for her, instructing her to get in.

“Do you like the restaurant? I used to come here with my manager when we were on my modelling shoots.” Taehyung says.

Jia smiles at Taehyung. “The food is good.”

“I thought about the possibility of you being a model, so you really are one.” Jia says an amazed look displaying on her face.

Taehyung chuckles.

Seems like coming on lunch with Taehyung wasn’t a bad idea. He didn’t make her feel like they were practically stranger who had met just twice. The lunch ended while both kept talking about some random things.

For Jia it takes a long time before she gets comfortable with someone but with Taehyung that wasn’t the case.

“I heard from Yeji that you used to study in US.”

“Yeah, I graduated and moved back here about three weeks ago.”

“Did you go there to major in ballet.”

“No, I studied business.”

“Wow, you keep surprising me.” Taehyung says, his eyes big.

“What’s there to be surprised of.” Jia asks in a playful way.

“You being smart and talented.” Taehyung states.

“And beautiful too.” He mumbles.

Jia blinked her eyes a few times getting flustered by Taehyung’s comment.

Taehyung sees Jia go inside. His heart racing a again as he saw Jia walk inside the glass doors. Taehyung feels weird.

Being a successful model, Taehyung has been popular between girls. He rarely made any advances towards girls.

But for this instance, he isn’t sure what happens when he is with Jia. A sudden nervousness creep to him whenever he is around her. He wants to keep talking to her but doesn’t know what to say.

He’s met her just twice and whenever he is with her, he doesn’t want to leave.

Jia’s eyes read the big screen showing the arrivals. She was standing in front of the exit, her hands resting on the railing as she waited for her to arrive.

“Jia.” A voice called out.

A smiling Millie coming out of the exit while Soekjin walked beside her with his hand intertwined in hers.

Millie ran towards Jia engulfing her in a hug, Jia hugged her back.

“So, you have been teaching her ballet for the past month?” Millie asked putting the bite of the food in her mouth.

“I guess so.” Jia answers.

Millie’s eyes followed Jia who was getting something out from the fridge. Soekjin had to go somewhere so Millie followed Jia to her place after dropping Soekjin’s and her stuff in their apartment.

“That’s sounds good.”

“Jin and I are going to meet his parents tomorrow.”

Jia feels the nervous expression on her face. “You have met them in US once before but you seem nervous.”

“I’m, because at that time we were just dating and now we are getting married.”

Jia comes besides her and puts her hands on her shoulder giving them a small squeeze.

“They were happy to know that their son is dating you. I bet they are happier now that Jin and you have decided to get married.”

“They have always been supportive of us, but I still feel nervous. Now that we are back, everything feels so overwhelming.”

Millie has tears in her eyes. “I’ve always been confident, but when it comes to Jin, I want to be good for him. I want to give him all the love I have in me.”

“From the day he asked me out till now, he has never given up on a chance of making me feel loved.” Millie sniffs.

“I want to be the same person to him that he is to me. I feel like I’m receiving so much without giving him back enough.”

Jia hugs Millie seeing her having a meltdown. She hands her some tissue to wipe her tears.

“Do you know what would have Jin done if he was here?”

Millie shakes her head.

“He would have rapped a whole song in his angry voice to make you stop overthinking and then taken you in a hug.”

A chuckle leaves from Millie.

“Yeah, he would have surely done that.”

Jimin walked towards him, engulfing him into a hug in the middle of his office.

“You are back.” Jimin says backing away from the hug with a smile.

Jin nods with a smile.

Yoongi comes trailing behind Jimin, taking Soekjin into another hug.”

“Have you been well.” Yoongi asks also smiling at him.

“Yeah, I have been well. It’s been so long since I last saw you.”

“So, how was working in US?” Jimin asks, all the now sitting ideally on the couch.

“Well, it was challenging at first but then I got adjusted to it.” Jin says taking a sip of his coffee.

“I heard that you are getting married to Millie, you guys are fast.” Yoongi voice comes from the other side of the couch.

“His ears are going red.” Jimin says laughing.

“Yes, it’s in four months from now.” Jin says smiling at his friends.

“Woah Jin, you seem more whipped for her than the last time we met you two.” Jimin comments.

Jin chuckles.

“Okay, let’s stop teasing him now, and talk about the managing team.” Yoongi says getting up and bringing the files to them.

Jin takes the file and begins to go through the pages. “I find the idea good in itself.”

“We were thinking if you could be the person who trains the team.” Jimin says.

“You have already selected the team members?” Jin asked.

“We have been already preparing for this team. We were waiting for you to come back to get started.”

Jin nods. “Tell the team to gather tomorrow, let’s get started with the training.”

“If this team works out, I have a project that they can handle. I will tell you when I make sure it’s good enough.” Jin winks.

“It must be Jin.” Millie says getting up to answer the door of Jia’s apartment.

It’s time for Jin and Millie to head back to their apartment but Jia insisted for them to have dinner first.

Jia placed the food on the table and took a seat on the chair. Her phone buzzed with a notification. Jia took her phone and opened the message.

“Is everything okay?” Millie asks eyeing Jia.

“Yeah, it’s an email from my Job. They were going to inform us about the joining date this week. Apparently, they want me to come from tomorrow.”

“That’s great.” Millie says.

“Where did you apply for the job?” Jin asks taking a bite from the food.

“Park Group. It was one of the companies the college suggested.”

“Jin works for the same company.” Millie states.

“Yeah, I got accepted in a few more companies but I decided to go for this one. Jin also used to talk about how good his company is to its employs.”

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Heartstrings | Chapter 2 - Saying goodbye feels like this

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Synopsis: You can your family are not exactly close. It seems that whatever you do, they never want to accept you. Their newest hangup: your love-life. Or, lack thereof. There is a perfect solution to your problem, and he goes by the name of Jung Hoseok.

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x female reader | Best friend Min Yoongi x female reader

Genres: Fake dating | Nothing to lovers | University AU

Word Count: 10,4K

TW: just some light swearing for this chapter

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You unlock your door after finally managing to fit the key into the hole. For some reason, you're finding it hard to keep yourself standing straight. You stumble inside, kick off your shoes and make your way into the kitchen, suddenly in the mood for some food. As you move, Yoongi follows behind you, locking the door, kicking off his shoes and watching you trying to figure out what you want to eat. After a couple of minutes Yoongi sighs and walks over.

"Let me," he tells you, gently pushing you out of the way. "Just… Go drink something," you nod and turn around, already walking towards the fridge. "Without alcohol!" he adds.

"Yes sir!"

You find yourself a bottle of soda and a bottle of water, bring them to the livingroom and settle yourself on the couch. As you wait, you try settling your uneasy stomach by finding a movie to watch. This is the first time Yoongi has wanted to talk to you like his, and for the first time, you don't know what to expect from Yoongi.

Not a minute too early, Yoongi strolls into the livingroom with some food, which you happily eat. Yoongi settles himself against the sofa, feet on the coffee table. He starts to fidget with his hands, a clear sign he's nervous. For a while, the two of you just sit next to each other in silence. When done with the food, you flump against Yoongi, your head leaning on his chest in an attempt to soothe his nerves. The livingroom falls silent as the two of watch the movie, but neither of you really pay attention to it. You settle yourself against him even more, your knees propped up and your arm going around his waist so you can relax more comfortably. You can hear Yoongi´s heartbeat racing away. What reason does he have to this nervous? It's just you.

As if he can read your mind, he clears his throat.

"_____?" You only nod, too comfortable. "I want to tell you something, but I suck at these things, almost as much as you suck at personal space," he sighs, which makes you look up at him. As you lean up to watch his face you end up being only centimeters from his face, and Yoongi closes his eyes and exhales. "See?" When he opens his eyes again you notice the worry in his eyes.

"You know you can tell me anything. You really don't have to be scared," you tell him, once again snuggling up to him to give him comfort. "I'm always going to be here." The position is awkward, so Yoongi brings his arm behind your back, placing a soft hand on your shoulder. Yoongi knows what he want to say, he just doesn't know how to say it. So, he closes his eyes and let his instincts take over. For a while, Yoongi doesn't say anything and your focus goes to the movie.

That is until Yoongi suddenly kisses the top of your head. He has done that before, but not like this. Not while laying down on your couch in the middle of the night, you half drunk and him holding you. Intimate. It suddenly feels like you're stepping over a line. Confused of your own feelings and Yoongi´s actions, you pull back with a small smile, trying to rid yourself of the confusion.

"God, I'm so awkward," he groans, rubbing his hands over his face. "And it's us, you know? It shouldn't matter because I know what you will say, but it doesn't change anything. I still want to tell it to you, and I want you to know, but…" his voice fades into nothing. "You get what I'm trying to say, right?" You shake your head. Even though the suspicion is growing by each second that goes by, you still can't afford to make any assumptions. To place words in his mouth. "Listen, to you, touching and cuddling comes natural, it's just a part of friendship, right? But it's not that easy to me. I really like my own personal space. When we first became friends I thought you were flirting with me, but over time I realized that it didn't mean anything to you," he laughs a bitter laugh, not looking at you. "Like, at all. Once I realized that, I just let it be. I let you express yourself the way you wanted and felt comfortable. Let you invade my private space even though it made me uncomfortable, because it didn't mean anything. However -" there is a pregnant pause before he looks up at you. You heart rate picks up at the thought of what he will say next. "- it feels like something have changed lately. And I can't go around pretending it hasn't. It's not fair to you, and it's really not fair to me. Because I used to not like to cuddle, but now I just want to hold you closer to me. And so I realized that-"

"Yoongi," you try to stop him from saying it. From changing everything.

"I think I'm in love with you." As he says it Yoongi looks down at his feet. "And by each day that goes by it gets harder to pretend that I don't have these huge feelings." There is a pause, Yoongi sneaking looks at you meanwhile your whole world is spinning. Yoongi is in love with you? "Sorry I couldn't give a better proclamation, as I said, I suck at these things." He tries to smile, but it falls when he sees your expression. You stay silent, taking in everything. "Can you tell me what you're thinking?"

You have never considered how Yoongi must be feeling. Never did it cross your mind that he might want something else than friendship. That he had another reason to be around you than ´just because`… How long has been feeling like this? And then your realize that he might have done everything he did for you because he wanted you to return his feelings, not because he was your friend and wanted to be there.

"It's a lot…" you start, trying your best to form sentences. "I just… How long?"

He thinks a while.

"I guess it's maybe coming up to a year or so now?" Yoongi answers. A year? A year worth of coffee runs together? A year worth of cuddles? A year worth of you falling asleep on his shoulder? That long?

"So everything you have done this past year…" you start, trying to figure out your thoughts as you speak. "Have been an attempt to try and make me return your feelings?" You ask.

Yoongi furrows his brows, shaking his head. More than anything, he looks confused.

"No?"

You can't help but feel like he misunderstood your question, so you try again. "So, every time we have been together this last year, your actions haven't been powered by your feelings for me? By you trying to make me feel the same?"

Yoongi sighs, eyebrows going further down, forehead creasing and lips goes in a straight line. He is clearly annoyed and angry now, but doesn't say anything, only breathes. Then, he blinks.

"_____, I know you won't return my feelings, that's not what is happening here."

There is another pause, and you're losing your mind because what do you say? How do you explain your feelings? In the silence Yoongi let's his face fall, and you finally see it: how much he is hurting this moment. Of course he is holding up, he is Yoongi, but you know Yoongi better than you know yourself. The darkness in his eyes, his lips that are turned down and relaxed, and his eyebrows turned down are all telling you he is hurting.

You can only see it a second before he hides his face in his hands. You want to place your hand on his shoulder and comfort him, but you doubt that would be any better, so you just watch him. When Yoongi speaks, his low voice rumbles all the way though your skin and straight to your heart.

"You know I would never do that to you."

"Sorry."

"The reason I told you how I feel is because I wanted you to know; I can't keep anything from you. But _____, some things need to change…"

The words sounds so weird coming out of Yoongi´s mouth. So raw and honest, and you have never heard him like this before.

"What do you mean?"

"You were a little bit right earlier, I have probably catered to you a little bit more than I would have if I didn't love you… But I never intended or wanted to receive anything from you, I just liked doing those things for you, but I probably need to stop doing that. I need to take a step back and stop acting like something I'm not."

"Yoongi," you say, making him look up at you. "I love you - but I'm not in love with you. You're my best friend." There is a pause where Yoongi just nods at the ground. "Right now I'm not in the right headspace for a relationship, so even if I could possibly love you back, I wouldn't let that happen right now. It's not something I want have space for in my life. It has nothing to do with you, but it's all me," you tell him, trying to express your thoughts that are in shambles.

He takes a deep breath and nods his head once more, rubbing his eyes.

"I never wanted to hurt you or anything…"

"Don't worry about it. I knew you didn't feel the same for me, so why are you acting like you're breaking up with me?" he forces a laugh, and you smile. "Alright. I think I'm done here for the day. Try to get some sleep, alright?"

Yoongi is the first one to stand up, and you follow his actions. As he turns around, panic strikes you. Is he really leaving like this? Your whole relationship is up in the air and he is just leaving like this? Who knows what will happen when Monday comes and things have changed, but you're not ready to find out. You just want your relationship to be the same for one more night.

"Can you not stay?" You ask in a rush, and Yoongi turns around. "We can watch a movie or something. Talk some more…?"

"Of course, if that's what you want." And you can't help but notice it: he is doing it for you. Even though he is hurting right now, he is willing to sit in his hurt to comfort you.

"You don´t have to. I understand if you don't want to."

Yoongi laughs. "We're still friends, right?" You nod. "Didn't we watch movies together two years ago, as well? Who says we can't watch one now?"

And so, the two of you settle yourselves on each side of the couch, creating some space between you. Finding a new movie to watch turns out to be harder than expected, all the recommended movies being about love. In the end you settle on an action movie, which you don't pay attention to. You can tell Yoongi isn't paying attention either, picking at his T-shirt, changing positions more than he is sitting still, and looking anywhere else but you or the TV.

Halfway through the movie Yoongi suddenly stands up.

"I'm going to go. It's getting really late, and know I said I would stay, but… To be honest I'm really tired right now, and this -" he gestures between himself and the TV. "- feels like something I shouldn't be doing to myself," he still tries to smile, which makes you even more sad.

"Of course," you try to reassure him despite your own mixed feelings, standing up as well. Things are already changing, and even though you knew they would, and had to for Yoongi´s sake, it's still not a good change. You're slowly losing your friend, you realize. "Let me walk you out."

Once in the hallway, you watch as Yoongi ties his shoes. If you could take everything he was feeling away from him you would gladly do that. During your friendship Yoongi haven't had many low periods, but every time time he did, he always turned to you. To think that he won't be turning to you now, leaning on someone else instead, hurts in some weird way. It has always been the two of you, open and honest with each other. It shouldn't be different now, but it has to be…

You dry the tears that fell as soon as Yoongi stands to stand up, but of course he notices. Without hesitating he brings you in for a hug.

"What's wrong with you?" he asks, annoyed but fond. At the same as he squeezes his arms around your shoulders. "You're acting like you're the one who's heartbroken," he jokes, and you sigh.

"I just don't want things to change too much."

"They won't. I just need to sort myself out. Be patient with your best friend and he will find his way back, and not this stupid guy with annoying feelings." There is a pause. "Good luck with your parents and Hoseok on Sunday, and you can tell me all about it on Monday, ok? Well, maybe not everything. " he backtracks, voice quivering. With one last squeeze he lets go of you, turns around and leaves without looking back once.

The emptiness Yoongi left you with is sitting heavy on you, and you don't really want to go back to the living room. Yet, the movie still playing, and you decide to not torture yourself more than you have to - watching a movie might take your mind off everything. As you sit down you see Yoongi´s phone on the couch. In the space of one minute you have located your keys, thrown on your slippers and run down the stairs, throwing the door open. You're running to the parking-lot when you see the car just standing there. No lights on, nothing. Slowly, you approach, only to see Yoongi sitting in the driver's seat, head leaning against the steering-wheel.

Carefully, you knock. You know he heard by the small jerk of his head before he caught himself, hiding his face again. You knock once more, saying his name this time. "You left your phone."

Slowly, he turns around and opens the door. You hand him his phone, trying to see his face.

"Are you alright?"

He only nods.

"Yoongi." When you lay your hand on his, he looks up. The first thing you see are the tear-filled eyes, then the red nose and at last his puffy cheeks. He closes his eyes and rests his head against the headrest for a while.

"It really sucks," he smiles sadly, opening his eyes to look at you. "You know, the thing about this feeling is that even though I realistically know I won't get to be with you, I still really want to. And then you rejected me and asked me to stay, and I really hated you for a second there." He sighs, hitting his head lightly against the headrest in frustration. "I'm so sorry, _____. I'm messing everything up," he speaks calmly as tears keeps pouring out. Your heart aches, but the one thing that has always helped - a hug - will probably not help right now… There is nothing you can do, being the one who hurt him.

"You can tell me that. When I'm overstepping you have to say that."

"Everything feels like overstepping."

"Yoongi."

"You just don't get it, do you? Even this -" he looks down your hand on his. "- is setting everything on fire in me. You should really go."

"What can I do?"

"Either you can tell me you love me and kiss me, or you can go upstairs and let me be for the rest of the night."

"What?"

"This sucks so much. Everything sucks. You being here sucks. You being up there sucks. You holding my hand sucks. You not holding my hand sucks. And I really tried to see how it would be between us now that you know. Thirty minutes with you across the couch was torture, can you imagine what this does to me? So yes, go home or end my misery." He meets your eyes, and have to take a deep breath.

The message is clear. You have no choice but to let him go. Watching him intently, you let go of his hand and step back. Once cleared, Yoongi closes the door and sink down in his seat. You watch as he covers his face, his shoulder now shaking. Watching your best friend cry like this and not being able to do anything is worse than anything, so you walk back up to your apartment, take a long shower and get yourself into bed, only to have a long and restless night.

If it's Yoongi´s words or the alcohol that has your stomach in a twist and your head feeling like a rock, you don't know, but you're more and more inclined to lean against Yoongi´s words. They replay like a broken record. "Either you can tell me you love me and kiss me, or you can go upstairs and let me be for the rest of the night." During the night, you even forced yourself to try and picture yourself together with Yoongi. All you could see was how awkward you would feel to hold his hand or kiss him. You never knew just how platonic you thought of Yoongi until those pictures entered your mind. To you, Yoongi have always been a good friend to lean on. It never crossed your mind to want to kiss him or to be with him in that way. Just the though makes you feel awkward and weird.

The clock finally hits ten, and you let yourself rise from bed. With only a couple of hours of sleep, you make some food and eat before you start to clean the apartment, all in an attempt to distract yourself from the image of Yoongi in the car.

By twelve you remember that you and Hoseok have plans, and you send him a message telling him to just come over whenever. By the time you have showered and gotten dressed, your phone rings.

Jung Hoseok calling.

Suddenly you feel nervous, a completely different part of the night before now entering your mind. You clear your throat and pick up.

"Hi."

"_____," Hoseok says, voice hoarse. "How are you feeling?"

"Not too bad, just a little tired. I can't handle a late night like I used to," you say, trying you very best to put everything aside and act normal

Hoseok laughs. "Don't need to tell me. I feel like dying right now."

His words sends a spiral of doubt through you. Maybe everything that happened last night is making him feel awkward. Maybe he doesn't want to be alone with you now that the two of you… Well, technically you did nothing, but to you, nothing can be a whole lot. Maybe this is Hoseok trying to get out of today's plans; you can't really blame him, feeling a little awkward as well. You decide to bite.

"We can reschedule to tomorrow morning if you want?" you offer.

"No, that was not what I want at all… I'm just calling to ask what you want for brunch." You're a little surprised at the initiative, but try to go with the flow.

"I'll just have whatever you're having. As long as it's not too weird, like banana-pizza or something," you say.

"Why do you not have faith in me? First ballroom dancing and now this? I think I want to break up."

You can't help but smile at the playfulness in his voice.

"But how, oh how, will I make it without you, my love? I was to introduce you to my parents. You were my last hope for freedom!"

"_____?" Hoseok asks, clearly not playing along, making you blush in embarrassment.

"Yeah?"

"Do you even know how cute you are?" Hoseok says, making you blush even more. When you don't reply, Hoseok speaks again, "Can you tell me what you really want to eat, now? The woman on aisle eleven is not very happy with me right now."

"A simple sandwich would suffice, I already ate a while ago."

"Alright. I'll be at yours in twenty minutes then."

"See you soon," you say, not waiting for a reply before hanging up.

After the very awkward episode on the phone, you spend the next twenty minutes trying to force yourself to calm down. You can be normal. You are normal, it was probably the lack of sleep that made you too carried away. You just have to relax and be yourself, and you'll avoid any further embarrassment. Suddenly your phone rings. It's once again Hoseok.

"It's me. I think I'm here - what do I press?" Hoseok asks.

"The one with my name, maybe?" You tease, then suddenly realize he might not know your last name, which is the only part of your name on the name tag downstairs. You run a hand down you face in desperation. "It's apartment 314," you add. A second goes by and the bell goes off, and you buzz him in.

"Thanks," he says, and adds your full name at the end, making you feel fuzzy. Your own name should not make you feel fuzzy, you realize and shake it off. Calm is key…

You wait in the hallway, the sound of Hoseok´s steps bouncing off the walls as he approaches. You see him before he sees you, and you take a second to take him in. The first think you notice is his hair, which still seems to be wet, hanging in front of his face, and you realize you have only ever seen him with styled hair. Until now. Then you notice the hallows of his cheeks. He is wearing baggy clothes today, incredibly making him look even smaller. This Hoseok, the leisurely-laidback-hungover one, is very handsome. You realize that it's his face. It looks longer now, more grown.

Hoseok looks up and sees you. He smiles tiredly, walking slower now.

"Hi," he says, opening his arms for a hug, which you happily step into, letting yourself melt into his warm embrace for a while.

"Thanks for coming," you force yourself to step back, holding the door open for Hoseok to go through.

"Thanks for inviting me."

He kicks off his shoes and places them neatly by the corner.

"Let me give you a little tour of the place," you say, walking further into your apartment, Hoseok right in your heel. "The kitchen," you comment as you enter, turning around. As you watch Hoseok taking in your home, you suddenly feel very aware of every little piece of your kitchen. Maybe you should have hid the half eaten bag of chips left after your breakfast, or lit a scented candle to mask the smell of your cooking. Hoseok is smiling, though, and you relax a little against the counter.

"It's so nice. It's so much bigger than the kitchen at the student hall. How can you afford this?" Hoseok asks, turning his attention to you.

"Oh… I know the tenant, she gives me a good price. I have a job on the side as well, so with the student aid I'm lucky enough to afford this," you explain.

"What's your job?"

"Just retail - boring stuff, really. But it pays the bills, and they're nice enough to accommodate my university schedule from semester to semester." Hoseok nods, seemingly done taking in the kitchen. You move on to the living room. "This is the living room." You don't know you're commenting on the rooms as if he can't see it's the living room. Everything about this - Hoseok in your home - is making your mind jumbled, your body strangely tingly now that it's only the two of you locked in this small apartment together. It's hard to think think straight.

Hoseok goes straight for the pictures you hung up. After a second, he points to the one photo you have of you and your family.

"It this you and your brother?" You nod, watching him taking in the picture. Imagining this Hoseok dancing hip-hop is much easier. It's something about the way he leans forwards, his hands in his pockets. You can't help but watch as his eyes goes back and forth, reminding you of last night.

"What's his name?"

"Jin." Another second goes by before you add: "It's Seokjin."

When Hoseok turns around he is wearing a content grin, making you smile too.

"What?" you ask.

"You're finding this so awkward, aren't you?"

"What, no?" But you are.

"You are!" he laughs, pointing his finger at you.

"Maybe a little bit," you agree, cringing a little. It's just that after last night I can't look at you without getting reminders of what almost happened, leaving a weird feeling of tension in my body. You should tell him that you should forget yesterday. That all you can offer him is friendship. You want to be clear with him, but as you're about to speak, closing that door is harder than you imagined. "I was way too drunk last night, it's embarrassing," is what you say instead. It makes Hoseok chuckle.

"It was a very cozy night." he says, and you groan. "I enjoyed it, _____. Besides, you're my girlfriend, nothing to be embarrassed by, sweetie," he winks, making you blush furiously. You force yourself not to touch your face as you feel it heat up. "Or are you a baby-kinda girl?" You're at a loss for words, and just stare at Hoseok, who is staring back at you now, grinning. Something about Hoseok is so daring to you. Maybe it's his smile, or his hair, or even his voice.It doesn't really when he makes your whole body electric with anticipation. Suddenly you're aware of your own face, and you realize you're grinning back. You force it away to the best of your ability. "Alright, sweetie it is," he concludes.

Quickly turning away, you take the lead into the hallway, tapping on the first door. "This is the bathroom. Help yourself to it whenever. And this is my bedroom." You tap on the last, closed door. "That's the whole apartment."

Hoseok holds up the bag in his hand. "Should we eat?"

"We can eat in the living room?" you offer.

The two of you settle down in the living room, you on one side of the couch, Hoseok taking the corner space oposite. He hands you the sandwich and unwraps his own, resting himself against the couch. For a moment he closes his eyes, leans back and props his feet up on the sectional. You feel bad for making him come all the way and exerting himself like this, especially when he's not feeling his best.

"Feel at home." He eyes you as he takes a bite. Setting an example, you settle yourself back on the couch, your feet now laid straight in the couch, almost laying all the way down. It takes a couple of seconds before Hoseok follows your cue and settles himself further back in the couch, tugging his feet down under himself.

"So, are you close to your brother, Seokjin?"

"Not at all. He's a little too much," you say. "And let's not forget how much of an ass-kisser he is," you say casually, making Hoseok almost choke on his sandwich, laughing. "Ever since we were little he has always just wanted to be perfect, and now he uses that as a way to annoy me and to get one up on me with our parents."

"Sorry, that sucks. He should learn to chill and do what makes him happy instead of posing as perfect, if you ask me."

"That's what I mean! Maybe be wouldn't be such an ass if he didn't try to please our parents so much."

"You parents, how bad are they?"

"Depends on what kind of bad you mean. They managed to raise me with some decent values, I think. However, they…" you think of what to say, having a hard time not putting them on full blast. "Aren't always the most caring parents. I would say the value perfection over happiness, money over memories. You get it," you say, shrugging, trying to make less of a deal of it.

"And let's say I'm not all that perfect, how do you think they would react?"

"Don't worry, you're pretty much there," you say, blushing as you realize what you just said. This isn't very chill of you, but your words are making Hoseok smile widely, so you relax again. You take another bite, letting your words settle between the two of you. "Anyway, that's not the reason I said I had a boyfriend."

A moment of silence passes as you both eat.

"Why did you?"

"To get them off my back," you say. "They're always fussing about one thing or another, and now that my brother is getting engaged soon, I'm the new bullseye. Having a boyfriend will make them stop fuzzing about it. About me. And, hopefully, they will let the whole subject go once we break up."

"Really?" Hoseok seems deep in thought.

"What about your family?" you smile, watching him as he fidgets with the wrapping paper.

"I have an older sister, Jiwoo. We're close, but yet, not… She's quite established - married and pregnant - so she tends to find me childish. We get along and have a lot of fun when she finds the time to meet me," Hoseok says, head falling slightly as he relaxes even more. His eyes are shining now, his face even more open. "My mum and dad live on the countryside, about an hour away with the train. I usually go and stay with them during the holidays, but other than that I have to made do with a phonecall."

"It's nice, though. You seem close to them." He nods. "Do you speak with them often?"

"Not anymore. They're getting older; on times they used to call me they now have to rest. But I have nothing to complain about, we're a tight family."

"Doesn't matter. You're allowed to complain."

Of all the things you imagined today, you never imagined sitting here, having a deep conversation with Hoseok about families. It was probably inevitable when the sole reason you're here is your family. With the conversation having turned serious, you forgot your food. All your focus is on Hoseok and the way he practically melted when speaking about his family. His head is resting against the back of couch, hands now laid on his stomach. You watch him, trying your best to look away, but to no avail. Hoseok watches you as well, locking the two of you in a bubble where time ceases to exist.

"Family will never be easy. I chose my friends based on how well we get along and can communicate. Family is just something you are born into and have to tolerate…" Hoseok says, and you can't help but notice the small frown.

"That's not true. For some people there is real love there," you say, sending him a smile, holding yourself back from patting his hand. "Talking less doesn't take away from the love, it just means you're busy. I bet you all really love each other."

"Yeah, you're right."

"Then why the frown?" You can't help but ask.

"I just miss them," he says, shrugging and gathers himself enough to smile. "Now, please tell me more about your family. What should I, your boyfriend, know about them?"

"My dad is a business man, he owns his own company. They produce, store and ship out products for other companies," you tell Hoseok. "My mum is a housewife, but don't let that fool you. Before she met my dad, she worked as the private secretary and knew the most power people on a first name basis. I've had dinner with politicians, entertainers and even some world leaders. My mum will always be more influential than my dad, you trust that."

"Oh wow."

"Yeah," you breathe. "I have nothing to live up to…"

"You shouldn't compare yourself to her. It sound dreadful, stressful and boring, you wouldn't want to do that anyway. That's not where your potential lays."

"Really? Then where does my potential lay?" you ask, grinning now. Hoseok looks you up and down, a playful look on his face, and leans forward.

"Seduction," he whispers, making you turn red immediately. "Last night, you-"

You cut him off, embarrassed more than anything. "Shut up!" you say through your hands that shield your face from Hoseok´s view.

"I found it cute." You shake your head, hoping for this to stop. "Sexy, even."

"Don´t tease me for my drunken mistakes," you say, laying face down into the couch. Hoseok doesn't say anything else, and your face slowly returns to it's normal shade. When you peak at him, he is staring at you with a grin.

"You weren't that drunk," he adds, and you groan. "Sorry! I'll stop."

"Please do. Just for the record, I don't do those things, you know?"

"What, fun?"

"No, the whole…" you gesture with your hands, a loss for words. How can you possibly explain this without sounding like a dork?

"Making out?"

"One night stand."

"Was that what we were doing?" At his question you can't help but shift on the couch. What is the right answer here? Is there even one?

"Yes? No? I dont know, you tell me."

"It was definitely not a one night stand."

"Alright," you say, feeling like your nerves are all over the place. Why can't you just be relaxed? Usually you would be joking back. Instead, you're a blushing and stuttering mess. In an effort to calm down, you take a short breath in, then out. "Anyway, you keep going off track. Let's get back to the family talk."

Hoseok opens his mouth to say something, but closes it before he does. A second goes by before he speak again.

"You're right. So far we have your dad, the businessman, you mum, the influence itself, and your brother, the ass. Anyone else I need to know about?"

"Nope. I think it's alright for now."

"Then what about you? What else should I know?"

"I´m the black sheep. I'm the one who isn't engaged by the age of twenty-three. I'm in business just to please my dad, but suck at it. And I'm not good looking. My future looks bleak, to say the least. Bringing you will be the best thing I've done."

"Your future might look bleak," Hoseok says, smiling encouraging to you, "but it's only because you're lookin at from the wrong angle. Trust me, you're all good."

There is a silence where Hoseok turns his head, sighing in contentment as you let his words sink in. You want to explain that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, it's the opinion of the people who should love you regardless - your parents - that matters to you. How can you convey the feelings you possess of never being good enough just because two people tells you so? How can you explain that you know their opinion shouldn't matter, and they don't, but they do anyway. They matter the most. Because it's easy for Hoseok to tell you that you're good, but it's your parents who want you to succeed in life, knows you better, and who have a better understanding. They know how things work. And even though you would never admit it, their approval would mean the world to you.

When you turn to Hoseok next, you see him laying there, eyes closed and looking tired. Maybe you should just tell him to go home…

"Do you want to watch a movie?" you ask, gaining his attention.

"I'm up for anything."

While you pick the movie, Hoseok collects a blanket and wraps himself in it. You pick the first movie you see and hit play. As the movie starts, the two of you settle down in the silence, watching as things escalades in the movie. Something happens on the screen, you can tell by all the noise, but the lack of sleep and exhaustion hits you. By each minute passing, you can feel yourself drifting more and more. Your efforts to stay awake are fruitless, and with a sudden drop of your head you jump awake again. As if a reflex, you look and see Hoseok looking your way with a smile. Slowly, he scoots down, laying down now. He holds out his arm, opening the blanket with a shy smile, clearly asking you to lay down next to him.

"Come on," he softly encourages, nodding his head. Your head is spinning now. He wants you to cuddle him? "I won't bite," he jokes, his voice low. And you don't have it in you to say no. Not that you want to say no. Every fiber in you are screaming for you move, and so you do, head spinning.

You sit down next to him and give him a quizzing look, making sure he's alright with this once more. Hoseok rolls his eyes, softly grabs your shoulders and drags you down to him. Soon your engulfed in blankets, arms and feet. At first you are too aware of every little thing for you to properly relax. Only when Hoseok brings the blanket higher up and around your shoulders, can your body relax properly.

By now, you're not sure what's happening on the TV-screen, and you don't care. All you can perceive is Hoseok arm that is resting on your hip, and his other hand, now going under the blanket to grab your elbow. Gunshots are going off on the screen, but who is shooting seems unimportant when Hoseok´s chin is resting on the top of your head. You couldn't care less about who won the fight when Hoseok´s thumb is rubbing softly on your arm, lulling you to sleep.

The next thing you know, the livingroom is quiet. You're comfortable, more comfortable than you have been in a long time, and let yourself drift back to sleep.

Suddenly, you're brought back again, the realization that you're in Hoseok´s arms hitting you. Carefully, you lift your head and prop yourself up on your elbow. Hoseok is sleeping, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. You fell asleep… While cuddling Hoseok. The realization sends a small panic through you. This was a bad idea. Just last night you told Yoongi you didn't want a relationship, and here you are, cuddling Hoseok. And yes, cuddling is fine - it can be platonic - but with Hoseok, you definitely don't want it to be platonic. You know as much, and you know it's a bad idea to go down this route.

Carefully, you lay your hand on his shoulder and shake.

"Hoseok?" you whisper. Hoseok opens his eyes slowly, blinking hard a couple of times before resting his eyes on you. He smiles lazily, his hand around your waist tightening. "We fell asleep," you tell him.

"Seems so." Hoseok clears his throat, clearly more awake now. Taking this as your cue, you get out of his arms and stand up. Needing an excuse to get yourself out of the room and recollect yourself, you pick up the bag with trash and walk to the kitchen. After throwing it away, you pour yourself a glass of water, which you chug down. If things weren't confusing before, it certainly is now.

Suddenly Hoseok is right behind you, stretching his body. "I should get going."

Don't be disappointed, you tell yourself, but his ruffled hair is making it hard to be rational.

"I´ll walk you out."

You quickly grab your keys before returning to find Hoseok in the hallway, tying his shoes. After stepping into your slippers, the two of you exit the apartment, Hoseok suddenly turning to you with a wicked grin. You already know what he's thinking, and shake your head.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Jung."

"I didn't say anything," he says as you climb the stairs painfully slow. "But…" he starts, but only laughs.

"No buts," you say.

"Fine. I'm a boobs man, anyway," he shrugs, and you almost trip down the stairs. Correction, you would have fallen if it wasn't for Hoseok´s hand grabbing your elbow. "Sorry."

"I remember when I first met you," you tell him, stopping to look at him. "I remember thinking you would be a great match because you knew to hold your tongue. I could not have been any more wrong about you," you say, trying your best to be serious, but failing desperately.

Hoseok grins back at you. "I mean, I could hold my tongue, but why would I when you always give me that look when I don't?" There is a pause before he goes on. "Don't worry, I'll be good during dinner tomorrow," he smiles, and you believe him.

"I know you will, I'm not worried about that."

"I have some questions about tomorrow."

"Fire away."

"Where are we going? Should I wear anything special?"

"It's quite a nice restaurant, so you can wear something nice. Nothing too nice, though. A nice sweater with a polo underneath would do the trick. Maybe a nice pair of trousers."

"And what time should I pick you up?"

"It starts around six, but I can walk if it's out of your way."

"Don't worry, I'll pick you up around half six."

"Nervous?"

"For some reason, yes?" he answers it like a question, and the two of you laugh lightly.

"Don't worry, you'll do fine. But Hoseok? Please, if they say anything out of line, try your best to not let it get to you."

"You warned me before," he reminds you.

"I know, but they tend to aim under the belt," you explain just as you come down on the last flight of stairs. The two of you step outside, turning to each other.

"My belt, as well?"

"No." You breathe out. "It's mostly about me. Just don't let them get a rise out of you."

"I´ll ask again, how bad are your parents?"

"Bad enough for me to acquire a fake boyfriend? I usually try to get out of these dinners, but I can't avoid them forever," you shrug. A moment passes. "Thank you for coming here," you tell him, shifting on your feet.

The anticipation of parting ways makes the air heavy between you, andHoseok takes a step towards you, reaching out his hand to touch your cheek, stroking it lightly. Just one more moment, you chant in your head. One more moment… When you look up at him, you meet his gaze, and for a split second his eyes goes to your lips. You know you shouldn't be welcoming this moment, but your mind and body is screaming at you to let it happen. You want it too much to deny it now that it's here, and so, instead of running away, you smile back, your eyes automatically drifting to his lips as well.

You can't find it in you to breathe as he holds your gaze, inching closer. "Thanks for today."

"I had a great time," you whisper, clutching you keys.

"I did, too," he whisper back, taking one final step towards you, his torso now flushed against you. Hoseok finally closes his eyes and leans in, slow enough to give you plenty of time to draw back. You don't, and when his lips meet yours, it's not enough. The kiss is feathery light, your lips barely touching, but it sends your whole body rigid. You want to grab his shirt and pull him to you, but before you can do that, Hoseok steps back, letting out a wishful sigh. "I´ll see you tomorrow,"

You watch him walking away for a moment before turning away, locking yourself back inside.

If Hoseok is nervous, he doesn't let it show, keeping his face blank as he drives. You, on the other hand, are a blabbering mess. As Hoseok drives towards the restaurant, you keep telling him small facts about yourself in case it could be useful. The thought of getting caught in your lie almost sends a shiver through you. Even Hoseok´s hand on yours does nothing to help from this nervousness. So, you keep spilling everything you can remember about yourself to him, hoping it somehow help sell your lie.

"I used to play handball, then switched to football before I ended up not playing any sports at all. When I was thirteen I got braces. I'm a dog person, but my parents never let me get one. I didn't tell you about my brother´s girlfriend, Sienna! She's actually very sweet. A teacher, she's my age. The two of them met -"

Hoseok squeezes your hand. "Even couples doesn't know every little detail about each other, just try to relax. Everything will be fine," he says, turning off the road and into a gas-station, where he stops the car. "I'm just getting myself a coffee, you want anything?"

You shake your head, try to give a smile, which seems enough as Hoseok leaves you alone in the car. The radio keeps playing, the sound mere background noise to your very loud anxiety. It's not too late to call them and say you broke up this morning, you think to yourself. It's not only the thought of getting caught,that is worrying you. Putting Hoseok out there like this, exposing him to your parents is already making you feel worries. Who knows how they will react; what might come out of their mouths.

Deep in your thoughts, you don't even notice Hoseok approaching the car. As he closes the car door, he holds out a cup for you. When you take it, it's hot.

"Thought some tea might calm your nerves," he explains, fastening his seatbelt and drives off. The drive goes way too fast, and you barely finish your tea before Hoseok is parking the car. "Ready whenever you are, girlfriend," he tell you. It's time, and so all you can do is take a deep breath, nod your head and exit the car.

Hoseok opens the door to the restaurant, holding it open for you with a small smile. As you walk past him, he grabs your hand, clutching it as you walk, showing his first sign of nervousness. You spot your parents in the far back of the restaurant at once - of course you do - and you meet your dad's eye for a second before he looks at Hoseok, eyes raking over his body with a frown before he lands on your intertwined hands. Fuck.

"Last chance to back out," you look up at Hoseok. I reply, he lets your hand go, brings his hand to the small of your back instead. Smiling, he leans in and kisses the top of your head. You're not sure if you can keep standing, the feeling of him lingering on you.

"I think it's already too late, your dad is sending me lazer eyes," he says."You're sure he's not actually capable of murder, right?" The joke helps, and you can't help but chuckle with him.

You walk up to the table, your mum watching you as well. "_____," she says, standing up to greet you. After giving her a quick hug, you kiss your dad's cheek, then turn to Hoseok, who is watching with a smile.

"Mum, dad, this is Hoseok," you introduce, at which Hoseok steps forward to greet them with his hand outstretched. The initial introduction goes quickly, and the two of you take seat next to each other across from your parents.

"How did you get here?" your mum asks, looking between the two of you. You lean closer to Hoseok in hopes of looking more like a couple.

"We drove, I was lucky enough to get to borrow my sister´s car," Hoseok answers, and you see you dad sizing Hoseok up and down.

"Is Seokjin and Sienna joining us?" you ask before your dad can speak.

"They should be here any minute," you mum says before turning to Hoseok who is taking a sip of water, hand shaking ever so slightly. "It's so nice to meet you, Hoseok. I wish _____ would have told us more about you, but she can be quite secretive," she winks to him, surprising you. "Rumor has it you're studying the same as her?"

Hoseok nods. "Yes."

"You want to go into business, then?" your dad asks over the edge of his glass.

"Business seems to be the best way to go," Hoseok says vaguely, surprising you with his way with words.

"It is, indeed. _____ isn't quite sure what she wants, yet. She keeps on going with business, though, even if she isn't all that… talented at it," your dad says, making you blush in humiliation. Here we go… The table goes quiet for a couple of seconds. Then, suddenly you hear a familiar voice behind you. Seokjin ruffles your hair in greeting, but you can't get yourself to look up, afraid that the tears will spill.

"You must be the boyfriend?" Seokjin asks, stretching out his hand as Hoseok stands up.

"Yes, I'm Hoseok." A second later Sienna hugs you over your shoulder, which you appreciate.

"Hey, girlie," she says and moves away. "Hoseok, was it?" Some more handshakes and hugs are shared, and then they are all seated again. This time, Hoseok reaches over to grab your hand tightly under the table. The comfort is immediate, and you finally make yourself look up. This time you're not alone around this table.

The urge to ask your brother what made him so late in order to taunt him is strong, but you bite your tongue. "How are you?" you ask Sienna.

"Good, good. Can't complain." Her smile is so bright it rubs off on you, forcing a smile out of you. "You seem good, too?" she asks, sending a quick glance at Hoseok. You blush, making her laugh. "Cutie!"

"Should we order?" Seokjin asks then.

"Good idea," you dad comments. "Tell me, what do you like to eat, Hoseok?" As his name is mentioned, Hoseok hand twitches around yours. You glance at Hoseok. One thing you have noticed is how he smiles continuously. It's always there, never wavering even when he's put on the spot.

"Anything as long as it's properly seasoned and cooked."

"My man," you dad comments, and you almost fall off the chair. "Then you should definitely get the oyster for starter and the house tapas."

"Sounds delicious, I'll trust your opinion, sir."

For a while, everything is fine. The conversation moves away from you and Hoseok to Seokjin and Sienna. They share news that they have bought a house together, and you all cheer, clinking your glasses in celebration. Even though you can't stand Seokjin, you really like his girlfriend. She is always kind, and never indulge in the the hate fest. She must see something in your brother that you're blind to, because she seems completely enamored with Seokjin as she leans into him, laughing.

The food comes quickly, and Hoseok removes his hand from yours so he can be able to eat, leaving you feeling cold. Stuffing your face seems like the best way to avoid having to speak, and so you dive in. Hoseok, on the other hand, savors every bite like it's his last meal.

"These oysters are too good," Hoseok practically moans, setting your whole body on fire.

"So, Hoseok," you mum says, drawing the attention of the whole table. "Did you know you're the first boyfriend _____ introduces us to?"

"I heard a little rumor about that, yes." You think you can see a fait blush on his neck, but attribute it to the lighting.

"What do you think, did the problem lay with us, or is she just picky?" You mum puts him on the spot then.

"Definitely the weirdo over there," Seokjin nods his head towards you, and you roll your eyes.

"As far as I'm aware," Hoseok says loudly, sending a wide smile towards your brother, "the problem isn't around this table, but rather out there. My guess is she didn't deem them good enough to bring home."

Seokjin snorts. "And you are?"

"He is," you say, glaring at your brother. If he wasn't sitting so far away, you would kick him under the table. Picking on you is one thing, but to be like that to someone innocent you bring for them to meet? That's too low, even for Seokjin.

"Oh I don´t know about that." Hoseok shakes his head, sending you a calm smile.

"Do you have any siblings, Hoseok?" Sienna interferes.

"I have an older sister. She's married now, so technically I have a brother as well?"

"What about your parents?" your dad asks.

"They're living in a nearby small town. I don't get to see them as often as I'd like, but it's fine with the technology we have today. They're nothing compared to you, though. I have heard some quite impressive things," he says, eyeing your mother. "I think I should ask your autograph after dinner." Your mum flushes, her laugh high pitched.

"You're flattering me! I'm nothing - at least not anymore."

"Don't be modest, mum," Seokjin mutters, his lips around his glass. "I remember some of those dinners when we were younger."

"You were quite the catch, my dear," you dad says, kissing your mum´s hand.

Some more meaningless conversation follows. The weather, the company and the promotion for your brother. You only sit and watch, glancing at Hoseok every so often, always catching him with a smile. Then, the einevitable happens - you're brought up again.

"Hoseok?" Seokjin asks quietly, gaining your attention, but not your parents´ attention. "Tell me, why my sister?"

"What…?" Hoseok is clearly a little startled. "What do you mean?"

"Why do you want her? I'm sorry to say, but she doesn't seem to be on your… level." This is the moment, you think. This is the moment where every little thing you have done wrong in your life comes back to you.

"What's not to like?" Hoseok asks your brother directly, his smile gone now. You could kiss Hoseok, honestly.

"_____ tells us you're at the top of your class, Hoseok" you dad says suddenly, not having heard your conversation. "Maybe you should tutor her. Help her raise her grade a little bit," he suggest. The worst thing is, you can tell he is genuine in his suggestion. There isn't anything mean about it, he just wants you to become better. However, coming from him, directed at your pretend boyfriend, it's horrifying. You're embarrassed, and you really wish you could burst into flames. No, you really wish you could have a moment to cry.

Hoseok´s smile fades again, and you grab his hand to tell him it's ok. His smile returns. "What do you think," Hoseok turns to you, smiling kindly.

"Some help would be great," you grit out.

"There you go! Maybe things will get a little easier now," your dad smiles, raising his glass. "I didn't know what type of man you could find for yourself, but Hoseok seems like a good man."

Using all your strength to hold yourself back from doing something you'll regret, you stand up and excuse yourself to the bathroom. First Seokjin, then your dad? You must have done something horrible to deserve this.

And you know that leaving Hoseok alone is a pretty shitty thing to do, but it's better than staying here and crying in front of everyone. Walking in the opposite direction is the only thing you feel is right, and so you do. Your eyes land on a bathroom sign, the arrow pointing in the direction you just came from. Great. Instead of turning around, you notice the bar. The universe is telling something, isn't it?

You order two shots. As you wait you focus on anything other than this moment right here: butterflies; your favorite song; the book you just read; a kiss goodbye. Finally you feel stable enough in your emotions, and down the shots. Then, you finally make your way back to the table of hell. As you approach, Hoseok turns in his seat, clearly waiting for your return. He stands up, analyzing you now. You manage to give him a smile, which he returns tenth folds.

Leaning in, he presses his lips to your temple. "Say the word and I'll make up an excuse and get us out of here."

When he breaks away, you give him a pointed look, and he nods.

"Actually," Hoseok turns to the table with an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry to cut this meeting short, but my sister just texted me; she needs the car. Apparently it's a work emergency. It was really nice meeting you all, and thank you so much for dinner," he says, walking around the table. You mum is frowning, but stands up and engulfs him in a hug. Hoseok shakes your dad's and Seokjin´s hand before receiving a hug from Sienna as well. "I hope we get to do this again soon."

"Thanks for dinner, see you later," you say, grabbing Hoseok´s hand and walk out of the restaurant as quickly as your feet will take you.

Once in the car, you let out a heavy breath. It wasn't great, but you have to remind yourself that it could have been so much worse. You could have actually cried…

With some embarrassment lingering, you sink down in the car, covering your face. "I'm so sorry for leaving you, and I'm so sorry for everything they said."

"It's fine."

"No, it's really wasn't. I should-"

Hoseok cuts you off. "It's fine. I'm not the one who should receive an apology after that dinner."

Hoseok starts the car and drives off. For a while it's silent, the two of taking in what just happened.

"Is it always like this?"

"I have a name for it: hate fest," you try and lighten the mood, to no avail. "When I tell my friends about it, I don't think they actually understand how bad it is."

"How can they? Even I didn't think it would like that," Hoseok tells you.

"Sorry I brought you."

"Can I say something? It might be out of line…" You nod, but Hoseok catches it. "You should stand up for yourself. No one should treat you like that, especially your own family."

"I'm the worst one in the family, they're just disappointed in me." You really don't know why you're making excuses for them.

"Doesn't matter, they didn't show you any kindness. Anyway, it's up to you." Hoseok shrugs. He stops at a red light and turns to you. "Do you have to go home right away, or do you have two hours to spare?"

"What for?"

"My grandma used to take me to the cinema when I felt down. Thought it might help cheer you up, only if you're up for it."

You watch him, a warm feeling spreading in your chest. Usually you have to be the one to reach out and ask for company when you're down. Hoseok wanting to this for you feels foreign, but just the thought of it lightens your mood.

"Yes please," you say. "That would be nice."

Before you know it, the two of you are sitting in an almost empty cinema, the movie playing. You wonder how much Hoseok planed for this, because currently playing is one of the saddest movies you have watched. Ever since in the middle of the movie, you have been crying your eyes out, letting out emotions you didn't even know you had. It would be embarrassing if Hoseok could see you, but in the darkness, you're sure he can't see you. After the movie - and the much needed cry session - ended, you dry your tears on the sleeve as Hoseok conveniently turns away to collect the wrappers from the snacks he purchased. Together the two of you make your way outside, the world now turned dark.

"Thank you for that," you say once in the car.

"I hope you're feeling better."

"All thanks to you."

For the rest of the ride you stay silent, only watching as you drive past your hometown. Once at your apartment, Hoseok follows you all the way to your front door, where you once again turn to each other, Hoseok sending you a warm smile. How many of those does he have? "Let me know if you need anything, alright? You have my number."

You nod.

"How could I ever repay you?" you ask, to which Hoseok wraps his arms around your shoulders and holds you tight. You melt in his embrace, sighing contently. It feels like eternity, but at the same time it feels like only a second has gone by. Surrounded by the smell of Hoseok, your feelings have nowhere to go. The urge to have his lips on your resurfaces, strengthened by all he has done for you today. Every little touch, every little act of service comes to your mind, and it's almost as if your heart sings out for him, drawing your whole body with it. When Hoseok lets you go, the look on his face tells you everything. He is feeling everything you are. Still, he step away slowly, almost as if it pains him.

"I better go," he whispers. You don't want him to go. You want to have everything he has to give you. Anything… Stay, you almost say. Before you can muster the courage, he walks away.

"Fuck it," you whisper to yourself and walk after him. "Hoseok?" You call softly, making him turn around. Before you can change your mind, you stand on your tippy-toes, bring your hand to his cheek and press you lips to his. It's firmer than last night, and you can feel so much more of his lips. A second passes before Hoseok reacts, him pulling you closer. Then it's over, and all you see is his bright smile. "Good night, Hoseok."

This time you're the one walking away, and in the glass door you see him watching you, a goofy smile still on his face.

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