Misunderstood (BTSxY/N Poly ff) 18+

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Y/N's POV

Walking to the cafe to meet Jhope, I slowly calm my breathing.

Why is every encounter with him so intense?

I shake the thought from my mind and open the door. Immediately, I see Jhope shoot up from his chair waving his arm back and forth.

"Hi, sorry to keep you waiting. Have you been waiting long?" I ask.

"Nope, I just got here." He responds. His hair looks wet. It's probably sweat, I assume. "How was your classes?" He's questioning me with a slightly tilted face.

"They were fine." I mutter, not wanting to relive the recent interaction with Yoongi.

"I got you a drink. I wasn't sure what you usually would get, so I just settled for something sweet." He notes while giving me an enthusiastic smile.

He is definitely really nice and sweet.

"I'm sorry for barging out on you. I'll make it up to you today." He says with heavy eyes.  "But let's get this project done!" In a instant, his mood changes.

We both talked and typed for a couple of hours. I learned that he loves to freestyle when he dances or raps. He really looks up to his hyung because he is a really good rapper and can produce music from thin air.

I wonder who that is. He seems like a cool guy.

Soon, the sun begins to set. "Are you hungry?" He asks.

Nodding with busy hands, stuffing my bag with books and my laptop.

"Let's go get some dinner, on me, okay?" He insists. "To make up for how I left the other day." Smiling in hopes I agree.

"Okay but I shouldn't stay out too long." I sound nervous.

Exiting the cafe, we take a short walk to a Korean restaurant. Jhope orders for us. It seems as if this is his favorite place. Not too long after, tteokbokki, kimchi fried rice, and a plate of bulgogi appear. Excited to dig in, we both begin feasting.

"Hey gorgeous?" He says.

Oddly enough, I look up at him when he says that. As if he is training me to believe that's my name now.

"Hm?" I mumble with a mouth full of food.

"What are you doing tomorrow night?" Jhope asks while flashing a tiny smile.

Swallowing my food and taking a sip of water, "Well, I have some plans with my roomies. We have been so busy with the first week of school that we haven't spent any time together." I blurted with honesty

A teensy frown shows up as he grabs a piece of bulgogi and puts it on my bed of rice. Shooting smile at me and gesturing me to eat more.

"Thank you Jhope." I bow my head.

His hand comes up and he wiggles his index finger at me. "No no no, You, can call me Hobi. All my close friends call me that" he states.

"Ok Hobi." I politely affirm.

Without a word, Hobi stands from his seat and walks to the counter to pay. Not even giving me a chance to even try to pay for my share.

"Hey! I have an idea...Do you want some dessert?" Hobi suggests.

"Okay, sure!" I say joyfully. I love sweets so I would never turn that down.

All of a sudden, he holds my hand, interlocking our fingers, and pulling me to the nearby ice cream shop.

Omg. He is holding my hand. This is a first! Y/n, remain calm!

Entering the Baskin Robbins, "What's your favorite flavor?" Hobi asks as he scans all the flavors.

"Mint choco!" I blurt with eagerness.

I release his hand so I can grab my ice cream from the counter. I got a single scoop in a cup because there is something about eating ice cream with a spoon that makes the experience the much more enjoyable.

As the we begin the journey back to the dorms, Hobi eats his ice cream while I eat mine. He got a waffle cone but the ice cream didn't stand a chance against him. He devoured it in minutes.

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Jhope's POV

Witnessing y/n eat ice cream is such a delight. Unfortunately, she only has a few bites left.

How can someone be so cute when they eat. Should I make a move? I will

She's walking beside me, I have an extra napkin in my hand, just for her. I see a tiny bit of ice cream left on her lips. "Y/n," I grab her attention. She turns to face me.

Now's my chance.

In one swift motion, I step towards her, I wrap my right hand behind her neck and my other hand drops down to her base of her back.

Pulling her in...

I collide my lips...

onto hers.

Exactly what I imagined it to be. Her lips are soft with a tinge of cold from the ice cream. The fullness of her lips begin to pucker onto mine.

I break away for just a millisecond to look at her. Her eyes remained closed and her face develops a crimson finish on her cheeks.

With both of my hands, now wrapped around the back of her neck; I crash my lips onto hers once more. A tiny hum comes from her and it drives me wild.

As I part my lips, she mirrors my action. Giving me access to her, my tongue glides over her lips and caress her flesh. My tongue lightly makes contact with hers and I pull away in one motion.

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Y/N's POV

My eyes shoot open and I hear the cup and spoon hit the ground next to my feet.

He kissed me...he just kissed me... my first kiss...

My fingers touching my lips. Remembering the heat filled sensation. My face is hot and the butterflies in my belly feels more like dinosaurs.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't resist." He utters quietly. He is evaluating my face for a response.

I'm not sure why but my feet begin moving. I become a marathon runner and I don't look back.

"Y/N! Y/N!" I hear. But my legs are now in control; Escaping from that moment.

Why are you running? Y/n, he kissed you and you react by running away? What is wrong with you?

Mentally slapping myself, I come to a slow stop to look up; I now am aware of my whereabouts.

The dorms.

"Y/N!" I hear again.

My feet rush to the door and I bolt into the dorm room. Unlocking it and slamming it shut behind me. My back against the door, I sink to the floor. Huffing and puffing, trying to catch my breath.

"Why would he kiss me?" I say softly.

Looking around it seems like I'm the only one here.

Thank god! I definitely don't need any more pressure tonight.

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A/N: heheh 😈 I always knew it would be Hobi kiss her first.

Who did you want to kiss y/n first?