[You hoes better comment a lot. I wrote this chapter without eating dinner and I am still awake. My battery is less than 15% and Istg I won't hesitate to jump out the sc—SORRY I AM JUST SAD AFTER WRITING THIS CHAPTER. ITS A ROLLER COASTER. well, ship is sailing.]
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♡——♡ {Darkness} ♡——♡
You turn around to face Hoseok, who had blushed cheeks and was looking down.
What's up with him?
"You Okay?" you ask.
Hoseok's eyes widen as you come near him.
"Don't—"
But you don't understand and furrow your brows in confusion.
"Hey, your face is red? Are you sick?"
Hoseok looks down for a second and looks at you with wide eyes.
"Kinda." he replies, breathless.
You pout your lips and nod slowly.
"Uh...how about you rest? I will get some medicine from a che—"
"I am not THAT sick." he exclaims.
"Uh, what?"
He bites his lip and sighs.
"Wear something."
Your eyes widen.
"W-what? Am I standing naked?" you raise your brow.
He sighs once again, and looks at you with dark eyes, which you couldn't understand why.
"Why are you only wearing my shirt?" he asks.
You look down and shrug.
"It's comfortable. Not because it's Gucci, no need to get so high, I wear Chanel too." you scoff.
Of course you do. After all, Jimin was a rich model, though you and Jungkook weren't spoiled.
"That's....not what I meant." Hoseok grits his teeth.
"Jesus, Hoseok! What's wrong with you?!" you yell.
He closes his eyes and everything goes silent.
Then suddenly, he opens them again.
You gasp at his expression.
His eyes, which were clouded with lust, hold you captive, as he gets closer to you.
Uh no. Not when he is shirtless. Yeah, of course, because I have his shirt.
You mentally kill yourself.
He takes one step closer to you, you take a step back.
