hey guys i know that i said i wouldn't be updating until august, but this book reached 10K reads!!!! i'm so grateful to everyone who is reading this, and i wish y'all the best. i'm not gonna update again for a while, but on august 1st, i'm publishing a shit ton of new books, and new chapters for every book i have as a thank you. please enjoy this short chapter.

Hoseok's PoV

"Wait.... So you're telling me that Baekhyun is using Y/N?" I looked curiously at Baekhyun from behind my sunglasses. Just because he was on the other side of the mall didn't mean that I couldn't watch him from afar.

"Yes hyung, for the millionth time, Baekhyun is using her for her father's money! Her father is bribing him!" Jimin ever so exasperatedly expressed with extravagant hand motions.

"Okay okay okay. But what do we have to do with this?" Jimin looked at me sadly and lowered his head before mumbling his response.

"well i love her..."

My blood started boiling.

He loves her?!

Who's the one that she cried about her brother to?! Who's the one she would always dance with?! Who's the one who was always there and never stepped over the line?!

It sure as hell wasn't Park fucking Jimin.

You know, was able to control myself around Y/N before, but seeing those marks on her neck... It just reminded me that she's more than just a child. She is more than that innocent face I fell in love with. And that's a good thing. She's so much more than I could have ever imagined, but it's unbelievably sexy. If anything, I love her so much more than I did back before this.

But there's one problem.

Well, 8 problems.

1. Baekhyun.

2. Her father.

3. Park Jimin.

4. Min Yoongi.

5. Kim Seokjin.

6. Kim Taehyung.

7. Kim Namjoon.

8. Jeon Jungkook.

Yeah, I have all of those people to get past before I can get to Y/N.

*riNg rinG*

My phone ringing pulled me deep out of my thoughts.

"Hoseok?"

"Ne, Bang PD?"

"We need you at Bighit asap."

"I'll be there."

I sighed and hung up the phone before silently getting into my car. I turned on Closer by Chainsmokers and Halsey. I let the music flood my ears and my head bob to the beat as I made my way through the clustered traffic to Bighit.

As soon as I stepped out of my car, I was practically trampled by paparazzi as I walked to the door. Even when I made it inside, flashes temporarily blinded me. I let out a sigh while walking to Bang's office. I heard children's shrieks down the hall and let out a groan. Yes, I'm everyone's sunshine, but I'm not feeling sunshiney this morning.

I stopped at the root of the noise, the practice room we used to use with Y/N.

Y/N.

My breathing halted. What if she's in there?

No. She wouldn't be in there with her siblings. She might see us, and god knows she doesn't want that.

"Eunji! Be careful! This part is dangerous!"

"Ne unnie!"

"Remember what Hobi oppa said!" I couldn't take it.

I slammed Bang's door open and slammed it shut behind me.

"Ah, Hoseok! I need you to do something very important for me!"

"Ne?"

"I need you to pretend to date someone. BTS may be a big group, but we need some publicity until your next comeback to stay relevant. The whole Billboard thing is gonna wear off, and Namjoon may be working his hardest, but it isn't exactly a fast process." I nodded and tried to absorb all the information.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"I have a question."

"Ask away"

"Why is Y/N here?" There was silence.

He stood up and came from behind his desk to look me in the eye.

"I know this may be hard for you, considering your past, but she is the subject of all this fake dating. She is required to break up with her current boyfriend to go out with you, fakely of course. Unless you decide to make it official, which would be fine. Just, try to get along." I nodded and made my way out of the room, still dazed.

Y/N is gonna be my girlfriend.

"Fake girlfriend." A smooth voice corrected my thoughts, and before I could comprehend where it was coming from, I felt little tugs at my legs.

"Did I say that out loud?" I looked up from the little toddlers on my legs to see Y/N in all her glory. Her eyes glistened, and her skin looked perfect, even under the horrid fluorescent lights.

"Yes you did, Hoseok." I sighed and smiled as I picked up Eunji from my pant leg.

"How've you been, little one?" Eunji went on to tell me all about school and how her brothers have been doing. Apparently they were with Minhyuk and Y/N's mom to learn how to cook.

"Hoseok! Y/N! We need to get out there and give the paparazzi something to look at!" I snapped my head over in Bang's direction.

"Uncle, do we have to?" Bang only nodded and we walked towards the entrance of the builing solemnly. Yes, I love her, but that doesn't mean I want this.

It'll be torture.

"Sir, what do we have to do?"

"You have to kiss, and then kiss Eunji on the cheeks." I nodded and we walked out the door.

"Hobi oppa..."

"Ne jagiya?" the press went wild.

"I need to go home..."

"Did you bring your car?"

"Ne."

"Okay, I'll see you later." We looked into each other's eyes, and I could feel my heart accelerating. I glanced at her lips, and when I tried to meet her gaze, she was looking at mine.

I used my free hand to tilt her chin upwards as I leaned in, my eyes starting to close. We ignored the flashes of the various cameras.

Our lips touched.

Electricity shot through my veins and I could feel everything but us fading away. My lips moved in sync with hers until I felt a poke on my cheek. I giggled and separated from Y/N to find her looking at me, about ready to burst out laughing.

"I'm jealous!" Eunji pouted cutely, and we each kissed a cheek. I ruffled her hair and handed her over to Y/N. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad.

Fire was still igniting my blood and my day had become three shades brighter. I smiled cutely at Y/N and started walking to my car. Before I could reach it, I felt a hand on my forearm.

I turned around to see Y/N smiling up at me.

"Byebye Oppa"

"Byebye Jagiya" I hugged her and waved to her as she got in her car.

I drove back home with a smile on my face the whole way.

*time skip cuz im lazy lmao*

Before I even opened the door to the dorms, I was pulled in.

"Where the hell were you???"

"Bighit"

"Why?!"

"No reason. Check the headlines tho lmao"

"Why are you smiling?"

"Because I'm cooler than you, Jamless."

"Wow very mature..."

Ten minutes later, after laying on my bed and staring at the ceiling, Jimin comes barging into my room.

"YOU'RE DATING Y/N???"

Suddenly, all of Bangtan is in my room glaring at me. Well, Namjoon isn't, but he knew about it already.

"Wait, what do you mean Hobi is dating Y/N???"

"Yoongi, I'm not even dating Y/N."

"Then why does this news article say you are?"

"Because it's all for publicity. Ask Namjoon, he knows." I made my way out of my room and started pouring myself a glass of water in the kitchen.

"Why are you so calm about this, Hyung?" I turned around to see a dejected Jungkook glaring at me.

"Because it's all fake. It doesn't really matter." He muttered something to himself before sulking off.

Jungkook's PoV

"Because it's all fake. It doesn't really matter." I scoffed.

"that kiss didn't seem fake." I walked back to my room and slammed the door. I opened twitter to see what people had been saying.

@Minyoonjisweave : omg she looks so cute with hobi i want to die

@Amethyst_Heart04 : holy jesus is that one hell of a kiss

@KpopLover1012 : okay but why can't I be a k-fan so I can get me a hoseok?

@TaetaeHay : i feel like i lowkey want to be her

@mingustastu : she would look better with jimin tbh

I looked at the comments and my blood boiled.

She would look better with me, not Jimin or Hoseok.

So, I tweeted this:

@BTS_twt : she'd look cuter with me tbh ^^

Hoseok's PoV (3 hours later)

I stepped into the house, tired from rehearsal, when I heard a ding on my phone. It was from Y/N.

Jagiya~: Check your twitter, Hobi.

I opened twitter and looked at the most recent tweet from BTS's account. I almost threw my phone across the living room. I threw my shoes onto the rack and ran to Jungkook's room.

"What the hell is this???" I showed him the tweet and ignored the rolling of his eyes.

"It's a tweet I made a few hours ago. Why do you ask?" My anger grew as I saw his smirk.

"Look Juancock. I am fake dating Y/N because Bang PD-nim told me to. I'm not doing this to annoy any of you, and if it were up to me, I wouldn't be doing it. When you say that she'd look better with you, you're just causing more trouble for Bangtan. Live up to Begin, Jungkook. I'm disappointed in you." I walked out of the room before I could see the hurt expression on his face.

Yeah, maybe I was a little harsh, but think about it. Of all the things to tweet about, he tweets about my "girlfriend". Hopefully ARMY takes it as a joke and disregards any saltiness on Jungkook's part.

Before my mind could flood with more possible bad scenarios in relation to the tweet, I got a text.

Jagiya~: Are you okay? I assume you got mad at Jungkook...

HobiHobi: I did, but I'm okay now. How are you? Have they found your twitter yet?

Jagiya~: No, they haven't. Are they going to?

HobiHobi: If you follow us and your name is on there. Even your profile picture could give you away. Be careful and don't mind the trolls, arasso?

Jagiya~: Ne, Hobi.

HobiHobi: Why don't you call me "oppa" :(

Jagiya~: We're not actually dating...

HobiHobi: So???

Jagiya~: Yah, if you really want me to call you "oppa" I will

HobiHobi: Really?

Jagiya~: Sure "oppa"! :)

HobiHobi: You're mean :( I'm gonna go to the dance studio, wanna come?

Jagiya~: Sure oppa ^^

A smile graced my lips as I made my way to the car. Out again after only 3 hours, yet I didn't feel at all tired by my excursions.

As soon as I got to Bighit, I saw Y/N. She was trying to get out of her car without being trampled by paparazzi. They were obviously trying to figure out how it all happened. Before I could even get to her, we made eye contact.

"OPPA!!!" The press made a path for her, and she came running to me. She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. She was fairly light. We stared into each others' eyes, a little too in character to be completely faking.

It'd been only 3 hours since I'd seen her, and I missed her.

"I missed you, baby." I whispered to her. Our faces were inches apart and getting closer by the second.

"I missed you too, Hobi." I could see the genuine emotion in her eyes. We leaned closer, and I could feel her fingers moving up to the back of my head.

"We don't have to do this, Y/N." I whispered against her lips just before they met.

"Who said I didn't want to?" My breathing stopped as our lips crashed against each other. The kiss started out soft and gentle, but it was full of passion and emotion.

Before it could escalate, we separated and I put her down. Applause was heard from reporters and passerby's. She blushed and grabbed my hand before dragging me inside to the dance room.

I closed the door after us and turned the lights on. A sigh was heard, and I felt a small hand on my shoulder. I turned around to find a crying Y/N.

I've seen it before, unfortunately. She's so beautiful, even when she is crying.

"Hobi-ah..." I nodded for her to continue. "I'm sorry..."

"What for?"

"Well, remember when you came over and freaked out about my hickeys?"

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"Don't be. He shouldn't have been the one to give them to me." I stopped breathing, and I swear my heart stopped beating.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She gazed up into my eyes and wiped her tears away.

"I don't love him, Hoseok. That kiss that we had out there meant something to me..."

"Me too, Y/N" My gaze travelled down to her lips, and hers travelled to mine. I leaned in and sparks flew as our lips touched.

"Hoseok!" I blinked to see Y/N across the room, stretching.

"Oh sorry! What were you saying?"

"I was just about to complain about something, do you want to listen?"

"Sure" please let it be about her boyfriend.....

"My boyfriend has been being weird. I know I need to break up with him because of this, but he's being overly sweet, and whenever I hug him or something, and my heart races, he seems completely normal. If I need something from him, and I ask him about it, he just seems annoyed." I sighed and motioned for her to come over to me.

I could see the tears glistening in the corners of her eyes as I embraced her.

I could feel the tears falling down on my shoulder, and the soft shakes of her body as small sobs escaped her lips. I rubbed her back comfortingly and held onto her.

And, instead of dancing that day, we just sat there in each other's arms. For hours, we sat there, breathing slowly, on the verge of sleep.

And you know what?

Our hearts were beating exactly the same.

*time skip*

Y/N's PoV

At about 10 PM, I was home. I had spent the day with Hoseok, my new pretend boyfriend, and it was really fun. He may be my pretend boyfriend, but the feelings between us felt more real than when I was with Baekhyun.

I sighed as I walked up to my house, the excited squeals of my younger siblings being heard through the front door.

"UNNNIIIEEEE~~" As soon as I opened the door, I was tackled by my little sister, as my little brothers played with Baekhyun.

"Bacon, I'm back." He turned around, a gorgeous smile plaguing his face.

Fake.

"Ahh, Jagi! I missed you!" I gave him a tight smile and motioned for him to step outside with me.

"Baekhyun..." His happiness fell, and he looked extremely sad.

"Don't tell me this is what I think it is..." I nodded. He scoffed and started walking towards his car before I stopped him.

"Please-"

"Unless you aren't breaking up with me, I don't care." I caught a glimpse of a tear before he wiped it from his cheek.

My heart hurt, and time seemed to stop.

I couldn't get the image of him crying out of my head. All the times we laughed together flashed through my mind in a millisecond. All the times he could have forced me to do something, but he didn't invaded my thoughts.

But that's not an excuse for what happened next.

I grabbed his collar and brought his face to mine, clashing my lips against his. My hands migrated to his hair while his went to my lower back.

I didn't get a response at first, but once I did, it got heated. His tongue explored my mouth, and he held onto me so tightly, like he didn't want to let me go.

I felt a tear on my cheek, and I knew it wasn't mine. I pulled back and wiped it away with my thumb. We made eye contact, and I said something I thought I'd never say.

"I love you, Baekhyun" but i didn't.

"I love you too, Y/N." His pupils contracted, and a flash of some emotion flew across his face before it was replaced with a look of 'happiness'.

Fake.

His expression was disgust.

But I couldn't see it.