Read my heart, not my mind

5. Pawn to Queen

Hoseok had a tighter schedule than I imagined when he admitted to taking one fewer class than me. He was almost as booked as Namjoon but with conflicting issues. He had Quidditch Practice every Monday after class as well as every other Wednesday, Divination in the evening on Tuesday and Astronomy in the evening on Thursday. Plus Prefect duties on Wednesday and Saturday nights. I was a little surprised that I hadn't known he was a Prefect. But then again, aside from being aware that he was Namjoon's friend, I didn't know much about him before this weekend.

I sat down at the lone desk in the middle of the deserted room and pinched my nose as I fought off another wave of uncontrollable yawns. Whatever possessed me to agree to meeting Hoseok during our double free period on Tuesday was a cruel master. We had Transfiguration in the morning and double Herbology after that, even if I liked both classes, my mind felt like it was plugged into the wall and dropped into a bath tub.

Aside from meeting Tuesday afternoons, the only other time we could find together was Thursday during fourth period, when neither of us had classes. I tucked my arms under my head and snuggled closer to the desk, barely resisting the urge to pull Mang out of my pocket and use this time for an impromptu nap. It wouldn't take long for this tutoring to be finished anyway, Hoseok was a smart and quick learner so I had complete faith in his ability to pick up enough skills to conquer any and all transfiguration problems he faced in the future.

"Sunbaenim!" Hoseok whined, poking my cheek as I heard him pout audibly.

I pushed his hand away as I slowly blinked my eyes open, turning my head to the other side so I wouldn't be tempted to look at him. "Are you terribly late?" I asked, feeling like I hadn't been asleep for long but that time had passed quickly anyway. I stretched my arms over my head and shook as I brought them down to wrap around my middle. I hated being woken up, especially when I didn't sleep the night before and hadn't been asleep long.

"No, only a few minutes. Here, I brought this for you." I turned as he set a meat pie and cup of coffee on the surface in front of me. "Joonie says that you don't always eat and when I didn't see you at lunch I figured that you probably forgot and this is the least I can do."

I nodded my thanks as I bit into the savory filling and buttery crust, it tasted even better than I remembered. "Thank you Hoseok." I said after I ate all of it and even licked the crumbs from my fingers.

"Aegyo, you're so cute." He cooed, pinching my cheek lightly.

I blushed and brushed his hand away, standing up and dusting the other crumbs from the front of my robe. "Another foreign word, Hoobae?" I wondered, trying to piece together what this one could be.

I could hear the frown in his face as he tried to explain. "Usually it means acting cute in a very specific manner, sometimes we just use it as an exclamation when someone does something we think is cute." He shrugged nonchalantly as he leaned against the back of the chair I just vacated.

"Why did you sound upset when you came in?" I asked, ignoring his words as I fought another full faced blush and shook my head.

"Sunbaenim!" He whined even higher as he stepped closely to me and tugged on the sleeve of my robe. "I asked my friends to help me cast spells when I was afraid and stupid Tae conjured a snakeu!" He complained cutely, shaking slightly either for effect or because he was still that afraid.

"You're afraid of snakes as well, Hobi?" I wondered, curiosity making my next question come out slightly insensitive. "What aren't you afraid of?"

He released me like I burned and smacked my hand, moving away like he was really offended. "I am not afraid of heights or meeting new people or crowded places or even talking in front of large groups of people." He spoke with only the tiniest hint of displeasure. "Why aren't you afraid of things like spiders?"