Let Me Be Your Man || JHS.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Jimin hadn't contacted you ever since.

You laid in your bed thinking about what happened two days before.

The image of walking in on Jimin naked with another woman burned in your memories forever and something in you wondered what was the point of staying in Seoul anymore. You had contacted your family and told them what happened and their immediate response was for you to move back to your safe place, back to your family.

The doorbell snapped you out of your thoughts and you really hoped it wasn't Mr Kim or Jungkook coming to you with another ridiculous request. You just wanted to lay in your bed of emotions the entire day.

The ringing started becoming aggressive and you realized that Hoseok was either out or asleep so you decided to roll out of bed and answer the door yourself. You looked through the peephole and your heart raced at the sight of Jimin, angrily banging at your door and calling out your name.

"Sora open the hell up! I know you're in there, we need to talk!" He said and although you hoped he'd just give up and walk away, you needed to discuss something with him too.

"What do you want?" You deadpanned as you opened the door and his eyes widened at your coldness.

"Can we please talk?" He asked softly, inviting himself into your living room and took a look around.

"Yeah, lets talk." You folded your arms.

"Listen, that day was-" Jimin's words were cut off by Hoseok walking out of the bathroom in just a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top, drying his wet hair. Hoseok was just as surprised as Jimin as he made his way to the living room.

"How ironic all this time you were with some other guy but you were mad at me?!" Jimin smirked and chuckled dryly and sized up Hoseok.

"What are you talking about? He's just my room-"

"We're even then..." Jimin cut you off and you raised your brow at him, "we're what?"

"Since you decided to come to Seoul to fool around I guess we're both messed up, we're both cheated. We're whores!" This time it wasn't you to interrupt Jimin's careless words. It was Hoseok.

"Whore? The only whore around here is you and you need to get out of here, she's done with you anyway!" Hoseok said in a stern tone, joining you at your side.

Jimin approached Hoseok, a cocky smile spread across his face as he stood in front of the taller man. You wanted to interject but you were still trying to process the hurtful words Jimin used against you. Your lips were trembling, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

Never in your relationship with Jimin had him ever called you such things, he would always be the one to protect you. But now the person on your side was someone you only knew for three weeks, a person who had made you feel safe and appreciated.

"Done with me? Why don't you stay out of this?" Jimin scoffed and to his surprise you stepped in between them holding onto Hoseok's arm.

"He's right, I'm not going back to you Jimin. We are over and you need to leave." You voiced.

It felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulder and even though you were unaware, Jimin saw a small smile spread on Hoseok's face and the sheer guilt began to overcome his body. He made a mistake and it wasn't something he could fix. You had someone that was looking out for you when he wasn't there. You werent the same shy girl you were back in Gwangju.

"Fine... but think it over, you only moved to Seoul because of me." Jimin stated and with that he quickly exited your apartment, slamming the door tightly behind him.

"Oh my God!" you sighed, slumping onto the couch and throwing your head back. The stored tears started to flow and the sobs wracked your body, robbing it of the ability to speak - barely allowing a breath to be drawn.

"Hey hey, Sora. Come here!"

Hoseok gently pulled you in and wrapped his arms around you, and you let him be.

"Cry it all out. It'd do you good."

He's right. These tears were angry tears. Your heart still ached over the cursed word Jimin hurled at you.

You calmed down after Hoseok patting your back up and down. You dashed the remaining tears from your eyes with your shirtsleeve, pulling away from his embrace.

Hoseok gave you his comforting smile, as always.

"That was.... something. Anyway, congratulations on your freedom!" Hoseok grinned, taking a seat on the floor just below you. Despite the many emotions of seeing Jimin again and coming to terms with the break-up, you burst out laughing and crying at the same time.

"Freedom huh," you hummed, "anyway, I guess I need to start packing soon and finally end my short life in Seoul..."

"Packing?" Hoseok retorted, "you literally just got a part-time job here and although that jerk has been making you miserable the entire time, you can't just leave Seoul on such a bad note."

You turned onto your side and rested your head on your hand, looking down at Hoseok who completely forgot about his wet hair and now it was dried messily. He looked absolutely adorable, pouting like a kid at your sudden announcement of your departure.

"What do you suggest then, Mr-I-lived-in-Seoul, the best city in Korea?" you teased and Hoseok playfully rolled his eyes.

"A cool city? Yes, but best city? We both know that's Gwangju." He smirked.

"True."

Hoseok got to his feet and held out his hand.

"At least stay for another two to three more days and let me introduce you to the cool city has yet to offer."

You knew it might be hard sticking around Seoul with the thought of Jimin still in your mind but it was worth a shot. Especially since Hoseok has been so kind to you, it would be a waste if you let your cheating ex get in the way of you experiencing a new city.

"I'd love to," you smiled taking his hand, excited to experience what Hoseok had in store for you.