hiii iâd like to request an angst + comforting fluff, like the OC has a hard time keeping old friendship and has like many doubts and worries and feels like a bad friend. basically an overthinker + emotionally sensitive OC. who among the boys could really fit for giving good advice and some comfort to the OC. could be romantic or platonic. bc iâm basically like that irl wew. itâs my first time opening up abt that.
adore u | jhs drabble
pairing; hoseok x reader
word count; 1,6k
genre; angst, fluff.
contains; bestfriend!hoseok, roommate!hoseok, sweet stuff, sad stuff :(
note; this drabble is based on some personal experiences,, being an overthinker nd emotionally sensitive person makes two of us :( it can be pretty hard sometimes but pls donât!!!! keep it all to yourself sweet anon!!!! talk w someone if necessary, it can even be me!!
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You were never the kind of person to easily open up to new people, neither were you the kind of person to seek for any kind of social attention. Even when you were only a little child, engaging in conversations and interacting with others was something you definitely had to work on. After years of struggling with the idea of befriending new people and being an expected social butterfly, it didnât seem to surprise you when people labeled you as âthe quiet kid in the back of classâ.
Very often, you found yourself doubting yourself from time to time, nothing much had changed since that time after all. You figured out that your âshyâ behavior even had a negative effect on your past friendships.
As a young adult, you had always thought that you would eventually grow past this perplexed phase of forced smiles and friendships. And now that you were actually able to call yourself a grown adult, you were even more disappointed in yourself when this ugly and toxic mindset still didnât find itâs way out of your life. It made you angry how you were still doubting your social skills every time being surrounded by your friends.
Coming back from a day with some of your friends that was supposed to be fun, made you in reality mentally exhausted. Doubting yourself almost every day was one thing, but proving your negative thoughts to be right by hanging out with them was another thing you couldnât quite get the grip on yet. You had no idea what was wrong with you and why you thought yourself to be such an awful friend, but you had been thinking this way for a good amount of years, and you were wondering if you would ever be able to change yourself.
So here you were, sitting in the drivers seat of your dark, cool car. Your car was already parked in the parking lot of your apartment for a little longer than ten minutes, and as to why you didnât get inside your house already, you also didnât have a valid reason for. The engine was turned off long ago and you had allowed your forehead to lean against the steering wheel, only for you to think in complete silence by yourself.
You had been looking forward to this moment all day longâ the moment you were able to slip under your cool sheets and fill your head with even more negative thoughts.
However, you gave that idea a second thought when you had seen Hoseokâs car neatly parked in itâs usual spot, indicating that he had arrived home earlier than expected.
You took your time to pull yourself together before you would enter the building. Not wanting to ruin his time away from work with another set of your sad thoughts for him to go through. You knew that your best friend was about to ask you how your day went by, especially since you spent your day with some of your friendsâ something you usually try to avoid.
So when you had finally arrived in front of your door, you took one more shaky breath before you entered, only to be welcomed by your energetic best friend himself.
As usual, Hoseokâs energy was brighter than anything youâve ever seen. Even though you had something close to a mental breakdown only a few minutes ago, you couldnât help but smile widely at the sight of him. Your roommate was so hardworking, always waking up in the early morning, only to arrive back home in the late afternoon but still giving you the most beautiful smile whenever you needed one.
ââHow was Jiminâs birthday party? Did you have fun?ââ he had asked you the moment you walked inside the living room. The first thing you did was plopping down the couch to sit next to him. You wanted to be comforted by his presence as you felt your happy mood shifting again upon hearing the question.
ââIt was nice.ââ You let your temple fall against his his shoulder, the lie easily slipping from your lips as you closed your eyes at the feeling of him beside you. You tried to distract yourself, knowing how Hoseok wanted you to get into the details. ââCanât believe you can watch this without your insides doing a turn over.ââ You told him, indicating to the television in front of both of you playing some kind of American reality show.
ââThere is not really anything else to watch at this time of the day.ââ You heard him chuckle lightly. ââYouâre home early, by the way, I honestly thought you wouldnât be home until tonight.â
ââDid you want me to?ââ You couldnât help but let your insecurities get the better of you and ask such a silly question.
ââHm? Of course not, I like being home with you. Just figured out youâd be home later than usual because you were spending time with your friends.ââ You felt his head resting on yours then, bringing his aura closer to yours. Hoseok was aware of your constant doubts and worries, he had always been one of the few people in the world to make you feel like it was alright to be a little shy. He told you that it was just fine to take a bit more time to open up to people than usual, it didnât make you a bad friend at all, is what he had always tried to convince you.
And thatâs one of the things that you liked most about him. He was the complete opposite of you, always getting along with everyone he met and being the bright piece of sunshine he was. Everything he did seemed to be natural to you. And yet, he still understood your worries, even though he had nothing to relate to, he was the one who was able to wipe a few of your worries away.
He was everything you ever wanted to be. You wanted to be just like him sometimes. It came to a point where you started to adore him, trying to pick up some of his habits, from talking to strangers to talking to a few of his closest friends.
ââOr did you not have fun?ââ Hoseok continued, smoothly trying to ask you about your day.
ââNo It was fun, Hobi. Donât worry about it.ââ
There were a few moments of silence exchanged, the only sound coming from the television in front of you. He didnât want to push you to open up about something you werenât comfortable talking about, but he also didnât want you to keep it all to yourself. ââWhat is bothering you, then?â He couldnât help but ask.
Another moment of silence passed by. You didnât know if you should deny your feelings right now, but on the other hand, he could read you like an open book. There was no luck in pretending.
ââDo you think Iâm a bad friend?ââ You asked him softly, not wanting to hear how pathetic your voice sounded right now.
He had this idea that this was the thing bothering you. You didnât seem as excited when you walked inside the apartment today, and he was able to recognize that sad look on your face better than anything else.
He knew that you didnât want to talk about it because you were worried about bothering him with your bombarding words. But in all honesty, he wanted nothing else than offering you the most assuring comfort possible.
ââNo. I think youâre an amazing friend.ââ He answered then, and you couldnât help but plant another lump in your throat. ââI would be packing my clothes and live somewhere else right now if it wasnât for our friendship.ââ
You smiled a little at that. ââYouâre only saying that to spare my feelings.ââ Your voice sounded hoarse as you played with your fingers, the volume of your voice going softer each time you spoke. ââI know Iâm troubling you with my worries, I didnât want to bring it up again..ââ
ââHey,ââ he said then, disregarding his frame from yours, only to make you look at him a second later. ââYour worries are not silly, theyâre very reasonable. But donât ever question our friendship to be one sided again, you know I love you. I love hearing your thoughts.ââ
Hoseok gave you a somewhat stern look, wanting you to be aware of his side of your assumption. ââI know you canât help feeling this way, but you should know that youâre an amazing friend. My best friend, even.ââ
ââYeah I know, Hobi.ââ
ââI donât think you do.ââ He showed you a small smile, ââcome here.ââ Your friend pulled you closer to his side, going back to your previous position on the couch, but holding you tighter in his embrace this time.
ââLook at this beautiful friendship weâve created the past few years. That wasnât just because I wanted to spare your feelings. That was because I love you being my friend.ââ He told you as you drew invisible circles on his denim jacket, ââBe a bit kinder to yourself, would you? You try to keep everybody satisfied with the love you give them, but what about yourself?ââ
ââI donât know how..?ââ you trailed off, not exactly knowing what he wanted you to do now.
ââI want you to show yourself a bit more respect. You canât always satisfy everyone, itâs a part of it. You should love yourself a bit more instead of constantly worrying about your every move.ââ
You hummed at his words, knowing that it sounded easier than it actually was. As if he could read your thoughts again, he spoke, ââBut donât worry, weâre going through this together. As best friends should.ââ












