Misunderstood (BTSxY/N Poly ff) 18+

Submissive

My alarm wakes me from my slumber. "Ughhhhh" I growl. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as I get out of bed.

I'm finally up and ready to leave; grabbing a snack on my way out. Speed walking through the halls, I make it to class. Slumping down into an empty seat, I hear whispers and chatter from everyone until the professor enters the room.

"Welcome to Voice100! Today, you guys will pair up for a mini project! Find yourselves a partner" the professor states.

Seriously? I don't know anyone, who am I supposed to pair with?

"Does anyone not have a partner? Please raise your hand." I hear the professor.

As I raise mine, I only see one other hand go up...

He is handsome! Y/n, Stop it! Every man you've met was handsome...Stop being boy crazy.

Before I know it, he has filled the empty seat beside me. "I'm Jung Hoseok, you can call me Jhope or Hobi." He voices with the brightest smile I've ever seen.

"Umm, y/n" I whisper back but unable to make eye contact.

"Your mini project will be due by the beginning of our next class. You'll need to find out your partner's talents and skills. Find out why they are in the school of arts! I also expect a 1000 word report on my desk by that day. You may begin!" The class groans in response.

How am I supposed to get to know him in 2 days?

Jhope pulls out a notebook, shifting his seat coming closer to me, and begins writing my name at the top of the page.

"So y/n, why are you here?"

Don't be nervous around him, y/n. He seems like a kind person.

"I love to sing." I hesitantly respond "Um, what about you?"

He began jotting in his notebook. Looking back up, "I've been dancing since I was a kid, I would say that it's my passion. I also really like to rap and sing." Jhope states. He seems very enthusiastic.

"You're pretty talented Jhope" I compliment him.

"Singing isn't my strong suit. How long have you been singing?" His head tilting to the side.

"Since I could remember. I've never done it professionally or in front of anyone before." Exposing myself.

"Is this your first year in the vocal class?" He asks. "I'm a junior but I decided to stretch myself a bit more this year and give vocals a try!" he shares with a joyful tone.

"Yeah, I'm a freshman. Will you sing for me?" I boldly question.

Catching our attention, "work hard and I'll see you on Friday!" The professor states. Everyone packs up their belongings.

A hand taps my left shoulder causing me to snap my head in that direction. "I'll sing for you." He smiles "Only if you sing for me too." Smirking in hopes that I will.

As we exit the class, I look at the time.

11:52am.

Deciding whether I want to go for lunch now or later; since my next class isn't until 2:30pm.

I didn't realize that Jhope was still standing next to me. "Do you have another class?" He asks.

Shaking my head, "Not til 2:30." I confessed

Jhope gets behind me, puts his hands on my shoulders, pushing me lightly to get my feet going in the direction he wants us to go.

"Hey! Why are you pushing me? Where are we going!?" I vocalize while smacking his fingers on my shoulders.

Stopping, "Would you rather me hold your hands?" He erupts. My face flashes a tiny smile with rosy cheeks. He pulls my hand and darts in the same direction.

What is up with men and physical touch?

I'm completely out of breath and I'm thankful that my legs haven't given out yet.

He opens the door for me...

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Jhope's POV

Her eyes are wide, amazed with the wide variety of instruments. Her gentle fingers brush against the cords and keys as her feet slowly lead her across the room.

I lean back against the wall behind me as I cross my arms; watching the beautiful soul float around the room.

How is someone so unaware of their own beauty?

Y/n turns around suddenly, "I've never seen so many different instruments before!" Uncovering the most gorgeous smile....a smile to die for. She continues on looking at the instruments like a kid in a candy store.

"What's behind this door?" Y/n's eyes twinkling with glee.

"Open it and find out." I say, hoping it peaks her curiosity.

She puts both of her tiny hands on the handle; pulling with all her weight on her back foot. I hear a mouse like squeal escape those pink pouty lips.

I want to kiss her.

"ITS A RECORDING STUDIO?!" Her scream sends vibrations through my body; startling me.

Making our way into the studio. "Don't touch or change anything. Someone could be working on something." I say before she makes a mess.

She enters the soundproof booth with a mic hanging from a stand. Her fingers gliding over the surface of the mic. She's enamored and I can see the passion behind her eyes.

Unconsciously, my body follows, the door closes behind me.

She notices.

Coming face to face, my feet don't stop. Every time she steps back, I come forward. I can't take my eyes off of her; watching her every move. Her chest is rising and falling slowly, indicating that she's holding her breath. Her body is trapped between myself and the wall.

My right hand comes up to hug her rose colored cheek.

Warm.

Her gaze is submissive. If I could, I'd have my way with her...

Right here.

Right now.

**buzz buzz**
I step back yanking my phone out of my pocket

"Hello. Hyung?" Taking another step, increasing the space between us two.

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Y/N's POV

Was he going to kiss me? He doesn't even know me!

"Okay hyung, I'm on my way" Jhope says to the person on the phone before hanging up.

I stand there not knowing what to do.

"Y/n, I need to go but let's meet tomorrow to finish up our project." Handing me his phone, "I'll text you when and where."

I agree, punching in my number.

"See you tomorrow, gorgeous" he winks as he leaves the booth

Gorgeous? Why would he call me that?

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A/N: who's going to reach out to y/n first?