The Girlfriend experience- The first time you see them angry- Hobi version
Relationship- Hobi/Female Reader
I’ve been here a month and I’m loving it. My room is full of little bits of bric a brac and souvenirs that all the members have given me during my time here. Right now though, I’m panicking. The guys are promoting their new comeback which means going to a fancy club tonight. I get to go with them, as part of their entourage not as an official girlfriend, and I don’t know what to wear. Everything I own seems so unsophisticated or slutty or not classy enough for the event. I let out a scream of frustration from the middle of my pile of clothes.
“Hey, you okay?” Hobi asks, poking his head round my door.
“Yeah.” I sigh, looking at the mess around me.
“What happened here?” He asks, eyebrows raised at the state of my room.
“I can’t find anything to wear tonight!” I wail, dropping my face into my hands in defeat.
“You look great in anything.” He smiles.
“Yeah but this is so important and I don’t want to embarrass you.” I mumble into my hands.
“Not possible.” He chuckles, bending down and pulling my hands away from my face.
I just pout at him and he smiles even more. He looks around at the clothes and pulls out a silky pastel pink gown that has a small slit in the skirt that goes to my knee. He then pulls a pair of white satin pumps out of the pile and carefully puts both on my bed.
“There.” He nods in approval.
I stare at him with my jaw dropped, amazed that he picked something so good so quickly.
“Thank you.” I pout sullenly.
He laughs and takes my hands, helping me stand up. I lean up and kiss his cheek and he looks away shyly.
“You’ll look lovely in that especially with the pink streaks in your hair.” He says softly.
“Thank you.” I sigh, sincerely.
“I have something for you.” He states, holding out a jewellery box.
I take the box and open it. There’s a gorgeous choker and earrings in it and I gasp in awe.
“I can’t accept this! It looks so expensive!” I choke out, looking at him in shock.
“I bought it for you and I want you to have it.” He states sternly.
“Thank you Hobi.” I smile, knowing there’s no point in arguing with him.
He grins at me and walks out of the room, leaving me to tidy up and get ready. I shower, do my make up and get dressed.
Once I’m ready I head downstairs, blushing at the way Hobi is looking me over. I take his hand as he leads me to the car, everyone getting in. We all chat excitedly as we drive to the club. Once we’re there, the guys get out one by one first. I can’t officially be introduced as Hobi’s girlfriend so I have to get out with the managers instead. People pretty much ignore us as we walk into the club, more concerned with the guys than their entourage.
The club is loud and very purple, all done up in the BTS colours and symbols. It looks amazing. The guys line up on the dance floor, each of them saying a few words before their new album starts playing. People laugh and dance and drink. I dance with each of the guys separately so no rumours can start about me and a particular member.
I head to the bar and grab a drink, taking a breather from dancing. As I’m getting my drink a guy I don’t know comes up to me with a smile.
“Hi.” He says, standing close to me.
“How about I buy you a drink?”
“No, thank you.” I say softly, turning to leave.
“You’re part of the entourage, right?” He asks, reaching out and touching my elbow.
“Yes I am.” I state coldly, pulling my arm from his touch.
“So, how much do you charge?” He smirks, stepping right up to me.
“Excuse me?!” I snap, glaring at him.
“Oh come on, you’re part of the entourage and you’ve been all over all the group.” He laughs.
I go to say something but someone suddenly steps between us. I look up and realise it’s Hobi. He looks furious and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. His eyes are dark, his nostrils flaring. He looks more intense then when someone does the choreography wrong. I gulp but I can feel my panties become wet. I bite my lip, dirty thoughts entering my head at that look.
“Chill, I just want to know how much she charges.” The stranger smirks.
“She’s not for sale.” Hobi growls furiously.
I look away at that, realising I am for sale because I’m being paid to be Hobi’s pretend girlfriend. My heart twists painfully at the remembrance that all this is temporary. Hobi takes my elbow gently and leads me over to where the group is. He gestures for me to sit in between them. I sit down but I’m quiet for the rest of the evening as they celebrate their comeback. I notice Hobi look at me occasionally but I avoid his gaze.
At the end of the night, we head back out to the cars. Instead of letting me blend back in with the managers, Hobi keeps me close and then helps me into the car. As he sits there, he tells the others what happened and I see them all look annoyed but Hobi still looks furious and that look should not make my panties as wet as it does. I can’t help but imagine that look above me as we do some very x-rated things.
As the car pulls up at home, Hobi walks me to my room. He lifts my chin so I have to look at him and he looks as serious as I’ve ever seen him.
“That guy was an idiot. You’re not for sale.” He says softly.
“I’m literally being paid to be your girlfriend.” I sigh softly, looking away.
“But we’ll always be friends now and that’s free.” He smiles, stroking my cheek.
I can’t help but smile at him and nod.
“Yeah, we will.” I smile before I head into my room.
