《W || J.H》45
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"I think I like you" Hoseok casually spoke while staring up at the sky as the stars sparkled for him.
He said it.
He just confessed.
Hoseok just said that maybe he likes me.
Like, Jung Hoseok.
I probably didn't hear right.
"I don't know" he continued calmly, without rushing. "It's like.. when... like- you... I mean yea I love to tease you.. and your reactions make me happy and like... I really enjoy your company... then I don't know yea you get it."
The shy side of Hoseok was awfully cute, so cute that it melted all of my nervousness.
He was keeping an expressionless face but even in the slight darkness, I could sense his agitated tone along with his flushed cheeks.
"Jessie?" he turned his embarrassed gaze to me.
On the point of adding something, he hesitated after staying with his mouth agape when I looked back, then quickly wondered his eyes in other directions.
My heart was pounding very loud because of that awkward yet quiet atmosphere.
I wanted to run away, wanting to root myself next to him at the same time.
I WANNA CRY THIS IS SO AWKWARD I WASN'T READY
"Nevermind. Let's get going back" he got up streching his arms together, as if ignoring his blunt confession to cover up the uneasiness.
I wasn't disappointed, actually I had enough of fresh air, being suffocated was better.
"It was a tiring day" the boy stated sighing as I was trying to match my pace with his.
"Some shows are always extremely demanding and it's ann- Ya are you even listening" Hobi snapped when I bumped into him.
I shook my head playfully, sticking my tongue out.
"Oh really?" he wondered having a dangerous smug on his face.
All I knew in the next seconds was Hoseok holding my stomach with an arm and tickling me with the other.
It was a torture.
"Hahaha ya don't raise your voice"
Although my whole body was hurting from laughing too much, I couldn't have certainly let pass by the fact that Hobi was holding me quite tightly.
And so I could feel his defined muscles under his shirt very well.
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Blood rose to my cheeks, and his closeness made me excessively dizzy.
"Hey hey ok sorry" Hoseok mumbled once I was trying to fake unconsciousness.
"Heyy Jiji come on stand on your own feet" he complained trying to put me down but everytime the scene was me falling down thus him grabbing me by the waist.
"Ya" he poked my cheek turning me around. "Are you ok?"
"Jiji I swear it's not funny" he scrutinized my face getting closer and closer.
I could feel his warmth, that close he was.
I thought he wouldn't come any near because of course he wouldn't have dared kissing me.
Right?
But I was incredibly wrong he wasn't stopping at all.
At a point our noses were touching as our lips slightly brushed against each other's.
That faint contact bursted into thunders and rainbows and thorns and butterflies inside my stomach.
I couldn't feel my body anymore, all I could think about was the wait to expect the sweet touch of his lips.
My mind was prepared but I myself wasn't.
I wanted to keep pretending because oh boy yes, if I wanted him to kiss me.
Yet my body automatically reacted and jolted away from his arms, Hoseok resulting in not letting me go and holding tighter.
"I knew it" he laughed cheerfully as my heart kept on racing because of a small thing like an almost-kiss.
His laughter. Oh god. It was so beautiful. It was flowing like honey yet stinging like a bee's, though I loved it. It always made all of my uneasiness, worry, stress, depression, all of that go away in the blink of an eye.
"Ya ahaha stop staring at me like that ok" he held his stomach trying to stop. "I told you I'm sorry".
The boy abruptly stopped with a shocked plus embarrassed expression.
As if he'd noticed only now he had just almost-kissed me.
"Do-" he stopped again.
"No don't tell me it was your first kiss?"
I, myself was surprised too.
How come I hadn't noticed that?
I nodded while lowering my head.
"Oh my god I'm sorry but I didn't really k-kiss you..." he stuttered making me wonder why.
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"I'm sorry I don't know what I was thinking" Hoseok brought his hands to his face to hide the redness.
"Aaaargh what an idiot"
A smile found it's way on my lips as I couldn't help it.
The flustered boy peeked through his fingers, slowly bringing them down.
"Jessie...it's been a while since we've been friends and I may have never told you that... your smile is truly beautiful."
My eyes widened at his statement and my automatic reaction was to hide my tomatoe-red face between strands of my hair.
I'd controlled myself till then because I would've scared him but I just couldn't keep it inside anymore.
My heart dropped for the umpteenth time that night. At any moment I was about to combust.
The cold from earlier had disappeared, I felt hot, too hot; ready to throw myself at the nearest wall because he just kept on saying these kind of stuff since when we came to the park and above all, suddenly, brusquely.
Too excited and angry at him for surprising me like this, I kicked him, although I'm sure it didn't even hurt, and ran back to the dorm.
IDIOT WHAT A FUCKIN IDIOT YOU RESISTED THE CONFESSION BUT COULDN'T HANDLE A COMPLIMENT WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU
Literally smacking the door once I came back first, the unlucky one to see my desperate face was Namjoon.
"Whoa looks like you've seen a ghost what happened??" he questioned getting closer.
Overwhelmed, tears rolled down by themselves as I probably had one of the most horrifying expressions ever.
"There, there" Namjoon hugged while patting my back.
I was about to react but just in that moment, he came in.
Why do I even ugh
"Namjoon what are you doing" Hoseok questioned a tiny little irritated, seeing the boy hold me so comfortably.
WHY DO I LOOK LIKE THE BAD PERSON HERE
"Ya what have you done to Jiji?? she's been crying. I'm not hitting on her" Namjoon replied with a poker face.
"Oh- Jiji I told you I'm sorry" Hoseok rubbed his neck with an apologetic and hella red face.
Awww I've forgiven you already
"Ouuuh I sense something" Taehyung joined.
"What happened" Suga walked in.
"It's just" the boy at the center of attention began. "I just complimented her, nothing else"
"Then we should hear what you said" Jimin added while the youngest and oldest made themselves comfortable with a bowl of popcorn.
Even in that situation I gave them a deathly glare which they gladly received with a popcorn-cheer, resulting in me rolling my eyes.
"So I uh... I" I'll admit I felt sorry for putting him in trouble but it was fun.
"I just said she had a nice smile..."
The members went "ooohhhhh" not believing what their sunshine Hobi had just said.
I didn't want to let it end here so I got up and gestured that it wasn't all or something that meant he was lying.
"NO WHAT NO I'M NOT LYING" he waved his hands in innocence as his eyes whispered me 'you're dead', receiving a mischievous smirk back from me.
"But now I wanna know whatever it may be" Jungkook commented.
"YA THAT'S PERSONAL" Hobi contorted.
"And since when between us something is 'personal' huh?" Namjoon grinned, clearly knowing something was fishy.
After an hour of the members trying to convince him, he finally decided to let it out.
As he was about to speak up I was hoping to sneak quietly out of that mess, it was definitely too much but Taehyung caught my arm.
"SHE'S TRYING TO ESCAPE"
My hardest facepalm ever
"TIE HER" Jimin shouted back and even though I was begging Taehyung with my eyes, he didn't let me free and circled his arms around my stomach firmly.
Fml
"Ok ok fine" Hoseok gave up and smiled, knowing I was suffering in that chaos with him. "I said I like....her" his voice slowly getting low.
Those few words were enough for everyone to explode in screams and fanboying and weird strange noises and popcorn in the air with cushions flying and them congratulating me and Jin saying stuff like he expected kids and a lot more, as both of us drowned in embarrassment.
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