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“My god, would you just look at him. He’s simply beautiful. What I wouldn’t give to have him look at me, and only me.” One of the girls said in a hushed whisper to the rest of you. 

You couldn’t help but chuckle, “You know, it’s just the party that’s set in 1920′s, it’s not us physically.”

“Oh hush, Y/N, you can’t say a single word, he’s been stealing looks at you this whole night and you haven’t even spared him a glance.” 

“I’d spare him a glance if I knew where he was, thanks. I’m not denying his looks, I just can’t seem to find them.” 

“If you turn around, you’ll find him directly behind you. The only thing separating you would be the 10-feet distance and the candlelight holders.” 

Turning around, you could see him walking towards you. His pace slow. You walked over to him, far enough from the girls so they couldn’t hear your conversation. 

“Hi, I’m Hoseok.” He said, reaching out to hold your hand, and give it a kiss.

“I guessed as much,” you laughed, pulling your hand away from his, “I’m Y/N... Care to tell me what the big fuss was about at the start?”

“Yeah, my um... sorry I meant I just landed a bigshot job as a producer with the infamous Agust D, so my dad, along with my relatives have been over the moon. They just wanted to boast about it, I guess.” He smiled sheepishly, before continuing, “I’d rather take our conversation outside though, if you don’t mind?” 

“Sure.” 

He led the way to the front yard. The venue was spectacularly decorated, as always, but something about it seemed more beautiful today. Maybe it was because the flowers were in bloom, or because the man beside you looked like an angel in the fairy lights. 

“So... a producer? That’s amazing! Have you released anything publicly yet?” You asked, walking towards one of the flowers.

“Not as of yet, but me, Agust D and another rapper by the name of RM have a track in the making, I’m real excited about it.” 

You started to pick at one of the flowers as he spoke, thinking of pulling them out, but also not wanting to because you didn’t really know what to do with it after. 

“That’s so cool! What’s it called?” You asked, smiling. 

You noticed his eyes strayed to where you were holding the flowers, before he looked back up to you and replied, “We don’t have a name for it officially, but we’re thinking of either Cypher or Ddaeng... But I see you’re excited about other things.”  He smiled and pointed towards the flowers.

“Yep, I really like these. They’re called Anemones. They symbolise a lot but my favourite meanings are forsaken love and anticipation.” 

Hoseok laughed, “Don’t tell me our ending before we even begin,” he pulls out a flower, a lavender colour. 

“I’d tell you that I picked this out because it matched the colour of your dress but really it’s because Crayola Crayons used to have a crayon called Lavender and it used to be my favourite, but I couldn’t figure out why... Now I’ve realised, it’s because it’s the colour of your eyes...” 

“Bitch, my eyes aren’t purple.” 

“Leave me alone, I tried.” 

The two of you laughed as he led you to where the cars were parked. He didn’t give you the flower, just dropped it along the way. Hopefully a lucky girl will have that flower given to her by her prince charming. 

“So, this is my ride... Do you, maybe, wanna go for a ride?” He said, stopping at the passenger door. 

“Go for a ride with a random guy I only met five minutes ago? Sure!” You knew you were probably making a bad decision and he could end up as a serial killer, but you also knew that there was no point staying at the party any longer and maybe he could get you a McDonalds on the way.

“But... only if you get me a McDonalds on the way,” you said.

“It’s a deal.” He replied, and because chivalry has somewhat died, he crossed over to the driver side and got in.

As you were getting in, he started the car up, “So, Y/N, which McDonalds?” 

“The one just outside of the mall, it’s usually less crowded, so they give quicker service.” 

Hoseok hummed in agreement, and started to reverse the car. But he went a little too fast and ended up hitting the car behind. It was just a slight touch, however, the owner didn’t think so, and soon, Hoseok was speeding out of that parking space whilst you were screaming, “Go, go, go.” 

The McDonalds sure wasn’t a place for you both to go into with your fancy clothes but their drive-thru sure was, and whilst Hoseok ordered, paid and got the food, you took down your hair from the monstrous hair pins. 

Turning towards you, Hoseok hides his smile. Your hair was a mess but you were truly one of the most stunning girls he’s ever seen. 

“Hoseok, you’re like my getaway car driver... Taking us away from that party and buying me McDonalds? Ha!” You laughed, giving him a quick glance before carrying on with sorting out the food. Eating in the car was hard, but it was fun. 

Hoseok was lost. His mind filled with plans of you two together and his heart beating with the sound of sirens.