#hoseokfluff

Hobi x Reader Fluff

Description: You and Hobi have been friends for years, but during a horror movie at the theater, you can't help but notice that he is acting very strange, almost nervous in front of you all of the sudden. A rainy night soon turns into the night of your dreams.

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You can't tear your eyes away from the screen. The killer is just around the corner and the innocent girl is walking right towards him. "Hobi omg I can't look." You turn your head into his shoulder and he laughs. "Y/N don't be such a wimp! This is super predictable." You can feel him look at you so you lift your head, but before you can see his eyes he turns back to the screen smiling.

Something is off tonight. Of course you can tell. Hobi has been your best friend ever since you were kids. You can read him like a book. He's acting...nervous around you? This is very unusual. You shake it off and continue to watch the movie, wincing at the jump scares, hoping Hobi doesn't notice.

When the movie ends, Hobi looks at you. "Eh, I'd give it a 2 out of 5. Wasn't the best. What did you think Y/N?" You shake your head. "Nope, never again. I can't believe you brought me to this movie." He laughs. "I didn't know you would be so jumpy. I'm sorry Y/N please forgive me." You shake your head and stand up. "Oh no, this is unforgivable Hobi I'm sorry." You start to walk down the stairs of the theater and out the door. It doesn't take long for Hobi to follow you. "Awe come on, you can't be mad at me Y/N." He grabs the loop of your mini backpack and you stop and turn around to him.

He's making a pouty face. "Oh stop that! You're pathetic come on Hobi, let's go home." After all these years and that face still gets you. He's always had an effect on you.

You walk out of the theater and are met with heavy rain and thunder. "Awe Hobi I didn't bring an umbrella." You frown and look up at him. He smirks. "I guess we have to make a run for it." He starts running towards the car. "Oh my God, wait up! You're crazy!" You start running after him smiling from ear to ear. It's always been this way with Hobi. He was the light of your life. There is nothing you couldn't do with him by your side. He was your other half.

He made life...fun.

You catch up to him and he reaches his hand out behind him and you grab it. He turns back and smiles at you. Yeah, life wouldn't be fun without him. He was your ray of sunshine.

You finally reach the car and he opens your door for you. You bow your head. "Why thank you, you're such a gentleman." "Anything for you, pretty lady." He smiles. Your stomach fills with butterflies. He gets in the car and you look at each other and immediately burst into laughter. You're both completely soaked.

"And that is bad idea number two of the day. What's next, are you going to say we should go skydiving?" You laugh. "Actually..." You glare at him. "Ahh! I'm joking, don't kill me." You smirk and look out the window.

You catch him looking at you in the reflection and you turn back to look at him. He doesn't look away, but just gives you a small smile. "What?" You say getting a little flustered. "Nothing, you're just really pretty Y/N. That's all."

You blush. It's not unusual for you to compliment each other, but the way he was looking at you made you really nervous. For some reason, this whole thing seemed a little intimate. He doesn't stop looking at you and you can feel your face getting redder by the second. "You're really cute when you're flustered yanno." You look down. "Hobi, you better stop it." He laughs and seconds later uses his index finger to bring your chin up so that you're looking at him again.

"I'm not sure if this is a bad idea or not, but maybe I might be going three for three." Before you can say anything, he leans in and places a soft, subtle kiss on your lips. Your entire body fills with sparks before you can even process what just happened. He pulls away and looks at you. His eyes searching yours for some kind of reaction, but without thinking you lean back into him. This time the kiss is more powerful.

This kiss holds all of the tension that you've had between eachother all your life. All of those feelings that have never been spoken; scared that it would ruin your friendship. As the rain pitter patters on the car windows, Hobi's lips are moving against yours slowly, but with more passion that you've ever felt in a kiss before.

The radio is playing softly and you drown into Hobi. Not giving a care in the world if this was a bad idea or not. All of those years, wondering what his lips tasted like and felt like on yours. And everything is better than you could ever imagine.

What feels like only a few minutes pass and you pull away from each other. Neither of you say a word. It's almost like you don't have to. It's all finally clicked into place.

Hobi and you fit like a puzzle piece.

"Y/N..." he looks at your lips and back to your eyes. "I know." you say and smile.

"All these years, I've wanted to do that. You have no idea how much you mean to me." He grabs your hands. "Don't tell me that just ruined our friendship or anything. I don't want to lose you because of a stupid mistake." He looks at you with pleading in his eyes.

You smile. "Hobi you're so stupid." You laugh and lean back into him for another kiss. You can't get enough of him. You finally understand everything. How it was meant to be. This.

This was how it was meant to be. You feel him smile into your kiss and all you want is for this moment to never end. He pulls away. "Hold on." He gets out of the car. You look around stunned. What is he doing? It's still raining outside.

He comes around to your side of the car and opens your door. He pulls you out of your seat and lifts you up into his arms. You wrap your legs around his waist and giggle. "Hoseok! It's pouring out here!" He smiles and puts his lips on yours again. Kissing you in the rain. How ironic. You grew up watching romance films with your mom and always wanted to have that cliche kiss in the rain, and of course Hobi knew that.

He pulls away and looks at you. "I'm so in love with you Y/N. Always have been. We fit together. Ever since we were kids I knew you were the one." You wrap your arms around his neck. "I know Hobi. I'm in love with you. I was so scared to say anything because the last thing I want to do is lose you." He sets you down to where you're now looking up at him. He cups your face in his palms. "There is nothing you could do that would make me want to leave. Be mine, Y/N. Please." You smile.

"Hobi nothing would make me happier." you smile and he rubs his thumb across your cheek. "And you are now officially three for three because you left the car door open and now the seats all wet." You point to the car and laugh. "Shit!" He runs and shuts the door and laughs. "I think we should go home, and maybe redo this movie night at my house, but we definitely need to shower first." He opens the car door again for you and you give him a peck on the lips before you sit down.

Word Count: 686

Genre: fluff

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Nobody POV:

You come back home after a long day of work. You walk into the living room knowing that Hobi probably doing his work.

We have mini studio in our apartment for Hobi. Whenever he have day off he will work on his studio or spend time with you.

You and Hobi living together almost 1 year. He always spend quality time with you.

When you walk into the living room you don't find him their. So, you know that he is in his studio.

After changing from your work clothes to your comfortable one, you go to his studio to see him doing his work on music.

And you are right he was working on his song. He didn't know that you're home so you try to scare him.

You go behind him and put your hand in his eyes. He flinch but quickly recognize your scent.

You kiss him on the cheek and he giggle. He turn around still in his chair and grab you by your waist and pull you towards him.

He hugged you tightly and kissed you on the lips.

"Welcome home baby.." he said and kissed you on lips again.

"I miss you" you said and kissed him back.

"I miss you too" he said

When you both pull away he asked you "When did you get home..?"

"I just came home.. What are you doing?" you said.

"Nothing I just come from dance practice and I have nothing to do... So I thought to do some work." he said

"did you eat your dinner?" you ask as you and him go into the kitchen after he save his work.

"No, I was waiting for you.. I want to have dinner with you." he said and kissed you on your cheeks.

"Can we order something from nearby restaurant..?" You ask

"OK baby.." he said as you both go into the living room and order something.

You both are cuddling and each other when the doorbell ring you know  your food arrive.

Hobi got the food and you both start eating and start talking about your day.

After finish eating you both decide to do your night routine.

You both first wash your faces. Then apply face mask.

"You look really cute in this mask also" You said as you giggle.

"You are cuter than me" he said and also giggle with you.

He is messing with you by making you laugh by making faces but you try hard to not to laugh but give up and laugh really hard.

After some time you both remove your mask and Hobi start patting his skin and he pat your skin too. You giggle and kiss him.

Then hobi change into his night clothes. You try hard not to peek at him but give up.

Then he got into the bed and wait for you by going on weverse talking to ARMY's. You were changing your clothes in the closet.

You come out to see him on his phone.

"Baby come here.... I wanna cuddle you.." He said as he see you on closet door.

You got into the bed and snuggle against him and see him as he talk to ARMY's on weverse.

You see him how he is really happy to talk with ARMY's.

Finally he say bye to ARMY's and turn to you and kiss you. You kiss him back.

When you both pull away he asked "Why are you smiling at me when I'm talking to ARMY's??"

"You are really happy while talking to ARMY's and I can't register your smile.." You said and he giggle and kiss your both cheeks and lips.

"I love you" Hobi said and snuggle against you.

"I love you too" You said and snuggled against his neck.

You both asleep snuggle to each other.

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The starry sky over Seoul was the only thing you observed right now, along with Jungkook;your boyfriend. It was sort of a weekend date, it was where the two of you spent the most time together. Because of your classes and her busy schedule, you hardly ever see each other.

You feel so good there in your boyfriend's arms, the winter wind breeze giving you chills, the mug of hot chocolate warming your hands. Turning your head to Jungkook, you met his gaze.

-What are you thinking, kook? You say, caressing his arm tenderly." - The moon is beautiful, isn't it? -I'm not the moon, baby. You answered by taking a sip of hot chocolate. And then you remembered the meaning of this sentence "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" - My dear did you know that the Japanese novelist Natsume Soseki produced the expression "the moon is beautiful, isn't" because the Japanese did not used to say "I love you" so openly. -Ah, really. I wasn't even aware, you taught me something today baby. He said with a falsely surprised look. -Shut up and kiss me dude.

He kissed you tenderly as the moon lit you.

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part one.

word count: 2,557

pairing: hoseok (not famous) x reader

summary: he had tucked a note into a book hoping that you would find it. you didn’t have the chance to until years later when you picked up the forgotten book. but it was an event of long ago and it had no relevance to your current life. but of course, things have a weird way of working out. the same book ends up in his hands and he is once again in your life. seems like he is no longer a memory of the past.

Specks of dust take over the air in the room, their silent floating spotlighted by the sun, and their presence more apparent in the sneezes coming from the floor. Your hands frantically wave back and forth in front of your face, the action is useless. The dust does not move away and you sneeze again. A huff leaves your lips, you reach for a tissue and blow into it harshly, setting it down on the pile of used tissues. You had avoided moving because of this exact reason. Of course, waiting any longer would be pointless, you had to face the dust at some point, it would never disappear. You pushed the pile of tissues away and continued packing up what was left of your apartment. The idea of doing this quickly almost hurt, you had spent so much time in this apartment, it had been the first you bought, and that only made it harder to leave it. All that was left to put away are the books and soon the task would be done. You would eat, sleep and wake up tomorrow to the moving truck. 

You pull another book from the stack in front of you, examining it you decide that it is best to donate it. You would never read it again, better enjoyed by someone who could find the love in it that you had lost. You continue to sort the books, some bringing back fond memories, others just dread. None of them catch your attention the way the last book in the stack does. You remember having lent it to a friend. You had been in an advanced literature class and your friend’s common class had begun to read it a month after your class finished it. You offered her your annotations and she had gladly taken them. Somewhere in that time, she had lost the book, you should not have cared but it still bothered you slightly. She promised to find it, you told her it was fine but you hoped that she would be able to give it back. You had spent so much time on the book and parting ways with it stung. You kept all your class books because you wanted to look back at your thoughts one day. Another month went by and the book never found its way back to your friend. You had let yourself forget about it, one book was nothing, you still had all the others. So you continued on, that book long gone from your head and the planet for all you knew. Then there came the day landed back in your hands. The bell had rung signaling the end of class and you rushed to get out of the classroom, as always. Your next class was in a hallway at the other end of the building and the only way you could make it on time was to rush. The classroom seemed so near when the one minute bell rang, you would make it. Or so you thought. You heard your name from a short distance and you stopped, you looked around and spotted someone coming your way. At that moment you were sure you would die. You had no idea why the boy you had been crushing on since the beginning of the year was walking towards you or even calling your name. You stood there dumbfounded as he took a second to catch his breath. “I found your book. Here.” he had a gentle smile, his eyes were soft and his whole demeanor was sure to make you swoon at any moment. You wanted to thank him, but you choked on your words, you choked on your heart and the bell rang. You could only let out a gargled “late!” Before quickly turning away from him and sprinting to your class. 

You cringe at your past actions. After the incident, you had not talked to him again. You would watch for a quick sight of him in the halls but that was all. He did not show up the next year, he had moved the summer before senior year. You had thrown the book into your backpack, your locker, your bookshelf. You had never looked back at it, and the memory had been pushed to the back. Just another event and just another crush. Looking at the book, you flipped through the pages, examining the scribbled annotations. Towards the end, a neatly folded piece of paper fell from the pages. You set the book down and picked up the paper, the writing was polished, neat, a bit chunky but you could read it. 

“Y/N,

I found the book at my lunch table, I am assuming it was left behind on accident. As soon as I saw it I was going to return it. But when I was approaching you I saw that you had another book in your hands, and you were talking with a friend about it. I think it was an assignment? So I figured that you might not need it, you might not want it so I kept it with me. I chose to read it. My class had read a portion, I thought why not read the whole thing? So I did, I was not expecting to find so many notes on the pages. I think I had more fun reading your thoughts than the book. I never really got the chance to fully talk to you and maybe that was a missed chance, I figured you were uptight and only okay with talking to those that you knew. I did not realize until much later that you were actually pretty friendly and easy to approach. I should have approached you I guess. I have decided that since I have the chance to give you this book I can also write you a note, which I am. I am going to leave it in the book and hope you find it. I would like to be friends. So when you see me please say hello or wave to me so I know that you read this. I really do hope that this works and that we can get close. If you are not interested disregard this.”

There is a slight pang in your gut. You had missed a chance you were not even aware you had been given. But that was in the past, things happened for a reason. You set the note aside and continued to pack. The words playing in your head. You shook them off and hurried, the day was not forever and you needed rest for tomorrow. Once your packing was all done you allowed yourself the freedom of standing up and stretching. A small snap and crack came from every bone in your body, a triumphant smile appeared. You had finished. You picked up your tissues and shoved them into a mostly filled bag of trash. You picked up and threw away other small stuff before heading to clean yourself up. Once done you finally slept. The view of your new apartment accompanying you in your dreams. 

The next morning you are driving to your new place, the moving truck behind you. The building comes into view and you work your way into the parking space. Once the truck finds a place you help them find your place, and the moving of boxes begins. Trailing behind them you trek up the stairs with box after box. Taking the elevator was done with the heavier stuff, around noon you were finally done. You signed the papers and paid up the rest of what was due. Once you had sent the truck off you were able to get a good look at your apartment and all the boxes. You remembered when you had first moved, it had taken at least half a month for everything to be unpacked, and that was considering you had less than you do now. You could not help but groan. It would be a ton of work but it would be worth it in the end, just as was anything that required work. But first, you had to eat so you would head out, grab a bite and come back. Along the way, you would also pick up some dinner. It would give you a chance to get a good familiarity with the area. With that plan in mind, you grabbed your keys and purse and walked out into the bustling streets.

The sound of people around you and cars whizzing by, honking or idling reminded you that this was your life now, and you only slightly minded it. You were not very happy with the abundance of street noise but you would get used to it, there was a slight charm to it. You smiled to yourself as you spotted a nice place for lunch. The tiny bell notified the workers that you had arrived and one was quick to greet you and seat you. You took a couple minutes to look through the menu before ordering. The smell of the food heading your way made your stomach growl, you had not realized how hungry you were until now. You were quick to eat, you did not even mind burning your tongue when you took the first bite. Instead of venturing out to find another place for dinner you opted to order from the same place. Once your takeout order was in your hands you bid the servers a quick goodbye and left. Back out in the streets, without the previous gnawing hunger, you clearly saw the shops that lined the whole place. You had made a right choice in job and neighborhood. It was all here at your disposal. If only you could tell the past you that every bit of hard work and tear shed was worth it. You took one last look around and placed the image in the back of your head for later. With that being done you finally returned to your new home.

Once inside you set up a reminder to call your parents once you had the general necessities set up. You put your dinner in the fridge and began to mentally locate what you wanted to place first. The bedroom, the bathroom, and the kitchen. The living room, office, and extra room could be done later. You located the boxes labeled “main bedroom” and moved them one by one to your bedroom. You had the bed frame, vanity and wardrobe installed before moving in and you were glad you had done so. The relief of not having to do it now was pleasant. You open the box and get to work. 

A couple of hours later the room is settled and so is the bathroom. You are about to begin the kitchen but you are interrupted by your growling stomach. A loud groan leaves your lips as you are forced to stop to appease your body. Except you cannot fully stop yet, because you can not heat up your food without a microwave. Another groan is let out as you begrudgingly reach open the kitchen boxes and find the microwave. You lug it over into its spot and plug it in. “I’m gonna have to be quick because once I rest I will not want to work again.” You mutter to yourself as the food heats up. The beep of the microwave echoes around the empty area. You are quick to pull it out and set it down on the counter before you can feel it burn you. A small hiss blows from between your lips as you rub your fingers. Of course, you had still felt the heat. You turn to the bag you had dumped aside and pull out the disposable utensils and thin napkins. The second the food is cool enough to eat, you scarf it down. “Back to work then.” You push yourself away from the counter and toss the container in the trash bag. You pull things out of the kitchen boxes and set them in their locations. You find the dining table box and with muttered complaints, you work on setting it up in the small dining corner. Once you are done you step back and fully examine all your work. To say that you were tired was an understatement. You wanted to finish up some more but you knew it was best that you rest. You had work tomorrow after all. “Oh right!” Just as you were heading for the bathroom you remembered that you had to take out your pajamas and an outfit for tomorrow. Another reminder came into your head. You grabbed a sticky note and pen from your purse and wrote down some tasks for tomorrow: drop off old books, go grocery shopping after work, start setting up the office and possibly begin the living room. There was probably more, but it didn’t really matter right now. You just wanted to wash up and sleep. So you put the sticky note next to your clothes for tomorrow and left to do as you wanted.

The morning greeted you with the blaring sound of your alarm. You shrugged off your blanket and reached for your phone. Blinking away the sudden brightness of the screen you turned off the alarm. The blankets were so warm and the mattress so lovely, but so was the money you would earn. So with a heavy heart, you hopped out of bed and got ready for your day. Once dressed and cleaned up you picked up the sticky note and grabbed the box of books for donation. You would pick up a quick breakfast on the way to work. You had a bit of time after all. You pulled on a coat, grabbed your purse and then the box of books. Stepping into your heels you let the door click behind you. 

Maridaje: Hoseok x Lector, Híbrido.

Género: Angustia, Fluff. Hoseok, humano, amo x Lector, conejo híbrido.

Resumen: Intentaste sorprender a Hoseok, pero nada salió como lo esperabas.

Las lágrimas no dejaban de caer por tus mejillas. Tú no querías que esto terminará de está manera. No pensaste que fueras a crear tanto alboroto.

— Ya no llores Bebé.— pudiste oír a Hoseok hablando detrás de ti, habían llegado a su dulce hogar. Tú solo querías tirarte en tu cama y llorar.

Todo se había salido de control. Solo querías sorprender a tu querido Hobi.

— Vamos al baño.— volvió a hablar tu dueño, ya estaban libres del frío de Seúl, de sus grandes abrigos, y sobre todo de ese estúpido gorro que aplastaba tus orejas, haciendo que dolieran.

Cuando llegaste al baño, pudiste observar como Hoseok sacaba tu ropa de un armario, ropa interior y tu cómodo pijama. Él te miraba y te daba una de esas sonrisas, esas que siempre que aparecen te hacen pensar que todo estará bien.

Hobi comenzó a sacar tus zapatos, tus calcetines, tu camisa, tu falda y por último tu ropa interior, sin olvidar dos pequeños moños que adornaban tus orejas marrones. Abrió la llave del agua, buscando que quede a la temperatura adecuada a tu cuerpo, cuando la tina estuvo llena, tendió su mano invitandote a entrar. El agua estaba perfecta, Hobi te conocía y sabía todo sobre tus cuidados. Tiró tus juguetes al agua, tus favoritos eran los squishies, esos que podías morder sin miedo de que se rompan.

Hoseok tomó tu esponja de baño y aplicó tu gel corporal, especialmente para híbridos de conejo. Podías como tu dueño quería hablar, pero no encontraba las palabras correctas para hacerlo.

— ¿Que fue lo que sucedió Bebé?— levantaste la cabeza cuando escuchaste tu nombre, muchos pensarían que es un apodo cariñoso, pero Hoseok te había bautizado con el nombre de 'Bebé'. Al recordar los acontecimientos de hacer solo una hora, tus ojos se humedecen, no querías llorar, llegaría un momento en donde tu cabeza explotaria, por haber llorado alrededor de 40 minutos.

Querías contarle a Hoseok que había sucedido, nunca le mientes, ni le ocultas nada, y esta no seria la primera vez.

— T-tu esta mañana mencionaste que tenías antojo de fresas, pero no tenías tiempo de ir a comprarlas, entonces quería sorprenderte.— dijiste sin mirar a tu dueño, que había detenido todas sus acciones, solo para estar atento a tu relato.

— ¿Y qué paso?— te preguntó buscando tus ojos oscuros, pero tu no tenías el coraje para mirarlo.

— Y-yo tenía un plan. Salir de casa, comprar las fresas y después volver. Intenté ocultar muy bien mis orejas y mi cola, y lo logré. Cuando llegue al supermercado, fui directo a las fresas, todo iba bien.— dijiste, pero inconscientemente salió tu puchero, intentaste no llorar.

— Pero...— menciono Hoseok, intentado que siguieras.

— Pero... choque con un chico, y cuando intenté recoger mis cosas... mi gorro se calló, y mis orejas quedaron a la vista. Ese chico comenzó a gritar y decir que llamen a seguridad, que yo me había escapado, que lo iba a lastimar. Y-yo nunca le hubiera hecho daño Hobi.— mientras le relatabas a tu dueño esta desagradable anécdota, podías sentir como una lágrima caía por tu mejilla.

— Lo sé Bebé.— te consolo, mientras su mano secaba la lágrima.

La realidad era que muchas personas no querían a los híbridos, no los aceptaban ni como humanos, ni mascotas, para algunos eramos simple basura que vino a contaminar el mundo. Muchos híbridos eran adoptados, y sus dueños los obligaban a muchas cosas, lo más común era vender a sus híbridos por unas horas, para cumplir las fantasías sexuales de hombres y mujeres. También a veces simplemente compraban a los híbridos para golpearlos hasta que mueran. Todos pensaban que los híbridos podrían atacar en cualquier momento, gracias a sus instintos animales.

Pero también había humanos que luchaban por los derechos de los híbridos. Existían leyes que dictaban, que cada híbrido no puede andar solo por las calles, siempre debe estar acompañado de su dueño, o de un humano. Al igual que siempre deben portar un collar con su nombre, y número de su dueño.

— Él hombre de seguridad llamó a la policía, y me dijo que esperará. Él muchacho con el me había chocado antes empezó a decirme cosas, dijo que si fuera mi dueño ya me habría matado, que le daba asco a todos, que no servía de nada en este mundo. También tiraba de mi brazo para que lo mirara a la cara, él era muy bruto, me lastimó. Cuando me quisieron escoltar hacía la puerta de salida, él... él tiró de mis orejas y después me pateo en la cola... Me hizo mucho daño Hobi.— Hoseok seguía sosteniendo tu mano, pero podías notar como su cara de deformaba con ira. Tu dueño desde que te había adoptado, hizo todo lo posible para cuidarte. Los conejos eran seres muy frágiles, tu cuerpo, al igual que tus sentimientos, eran tan fáciles de herir. Odiaba la idea de que con todo el cuidado que te daba, venga un estúpido y te maltrate de esa manera. Pensar en todo eso hacia que su enojo subiera hasta las nubes.

— Cuando llegue a la comisaria, ellos vieron mi collar y querían llamarte. Yo no quería, sé muy bien cuanto tiempo le dedicas a tu trabajo, no quería interrumpirte, perdóname Hobi.— te sorprendiste cuando escuchaste la risa de Hoseok.

— No seas tonta. Mientras sea por ti, puedo dejar todo de lado. No quiero nada a cambio Bebé, no quiero que me sorprendas, solo quiero llegar y que tu estés aquí.— a tu dueño le daba gracia el hecho de que, te preocupara mas su trabajo, antes que el daño que habían hecho.— Tenía tanto miedo de que te hubiera pasado algo.— dijo mientras depositaba un pequeño beso en tus labios. Haciendo que te sonrojaras, y una sonrisa apareciera, dejando a la vista tus hermosos dientes de conejito, contagiando a Hoseok haciendolo sonreir, y mostrar sus hermosos dientes.

— Ven, que te estás arrugando.— dijo haciendo señas para que te levantaras de la tina. Él te rodeo con una gran toalla de color blanco, se aseguró de secar bien cada parte de tu pequeño cuerpo, con la mayor delicadeza del mundo. Te puso tu ropa interior y tu pijama.

Una vez terminado el maravilloso baño, te sentías aliviada, saber que Hoseok no estaba enojado contigo, te ponía felíz.

Tu dueño se sienta en el sofá, él sostiene en su mano tu cepillo para el cabello, te hace señas para que te sientes entre sus piernas abiertas, cuando lo hiciste el comenzó a peinarte. Tenía mucho cuidado de no lastimar tus orejas, que ahora se encontraban apuntando hacia abajo, él pudo observar un pequeño rasguño, que debía haberlo hecho el estúpido del supermercado.

Cuando tu cabello estuvo peinado, Hobi dejó tu cepillo de lado, y te atrajo hacía su pecho, abrazandote. Por primera vez en el día pudiste sentirte segura, en los brazos de Hoseok.

#6 Imagine- Hoseok. (J-Hope)

It was a nice Sunday morning and you wanted to make something different for a change.

“Cake. Cake? Cake!..” was all that went through your mind. You got mentally stressed not knowing if to try making it or not. There was one problem though.

You sucked at baking.

1. Last year you burnt the chocolate chip cookies.

2. The year before you forgot the strawberry muffins in the oven.

3. 2 years ago you were baking a butter bread and the temperature was apparently too high and it burnt to crisps, you could’ve sworn it was charcoal.

On and on it goes, it was maybe bad luck or some kind of curse but you surely did not want to fail this time, you wanted to surprise Hoseok. Talking about your husband, he burst through the kitchen door, surprising you as you sat on the stool thinking if to bake a cake or not.

“Y/N! Let’s make a red velvet cake!” he asked you, eyes glistening waiting for a response.

“B-but you know I can’t-” 

“Let’s at least try.” he said positively as he cut you off. You wanted to try too but it’s always fun, you couldn’t lie. Especially with Hoseok, seeing him beaming and his cheerful faces always made you smile.

“Fine, let’s prepare the ingredients.” you sighed as he jumped excitedly, beaming with happiness.

~10 minutes later~

“Right, let’s starttt~o!” you almost shouted, getting pumped as well.

~20 minutes later~

Both of you were messy as heck. Cream and flour, red and white sprinkles all over each other’s hair because of the struggle of setting everything neatly and carefully.

~30 minutes later~

You were putting the cake carefully into the oven, making sure its the right temperature, the timer on, and everything was good.

You wiped a bead of sweat from your forehead as Hoseok sat on the stool, looking completely exhausted. 

‘And he was so energetic half an hour ago.’ you thought and you chuckled to yourself. You were cleaning up and he suddenly got up and went to the refrigerator and took out the whip cream. He closed the door and he turned to look at you, eyes staring intensely at yours. You eyed him suspiciously and he said,

“You got a little something right there.” as he pointed to his cheek, telling you it’s on your cheek. You wiped your cheek and that side of your face entirely and he shook his head. He walked up to you slowly and he stretched for the spot,

“Right here..” he whispered as he wiped it off, his touch sending sparks through your body. He quickly took the whipped cream can and sprayed some in his mouth and he held you face in his hands that got you confused.

“What are you doin-” he cut you off as he smashed his lips aggressively against yours. You moaned in his mouth and you responded as you bit his bottom lip. He pulled you against him, no space between the heated bodies, his tongue entwined with yours, fighting for dominance and he won fortunately. Whipped cream still in his mouth, you tasted it throughout the ongoing kiss, you shared the cream as you swallowed, he pushed you against the counter, deepening the already deep kiss more.

“Nnghh..” you moaned as the kiss became passionate as he explored your mouth more. You were out of breath and so was him as you pulled apart. He staring at you, a mischievous glint played in his brown eyes with a slight smirk, licking his lips clean as he passed his tongue on your bottom lip, cleaning up the “extra” whipped cream. 

He looked sexy.

You blushed at the sudden action, breaking eye contact with him and turning your back against him as he laughed. He back hugged you and buried his face in your neck and he whispered,

“You smell so nice.”

“You’re rather bold, Hoseok.” remembering the make-out session a few seconds ago.

“Revenge for showering without me this morning.” you felt him smile against your skin as you tangled your fingers in his raven hair.

“I’ll get you back.” you stated confidently as you pecked him quickly on his sweet lips, running out of the kitchen faster than Usain Bolt.

“Jagiya!~” He whined sprinting after you.