𝘀𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗰|sope

:;meeting the girl who doubt him

"are you serious hyung?" jimin raises his voice a little bit, more on signaling hoseok to stop.

"yes, besides she can't do anything wrong" he stated, stooding up from his seat.

"but hyung, she's the one who doubt you." he follows him, trailing themselves outside the house.

"i can protect myself.." hoseok shook his head, but jimin just huff and pulled hoseok's wrist.

"jang–i mean hyung, please be careful." he stopped his trails with hoseok, to hoseok who looked back at him, lips started to form a nervous smile.

"i will, take care of the kids okay?" jimin nod his head, as he started to walk off simply to get a taxi.

he waves his hands, finally a taxi arrived in front of him, got inside and told the driver his location.

...

hoseok payed the driver, saying thank you right before he got out.

sighing, he headed to the café with a soothing sound of cheap musicians, entertaining the people around them.

he now enters the café, a dingling sound was provided by the way he opened the door.

cute flowers elegantly showing, stickers of fake butterflies flying around by the wind, windows with pink curtains, and a simple table's with 3 chairs.

he sat down where his mood was, close to the windows. he didn't see the one who he will meet, but he can wait.

rubbing both of his hands, whistling to lessen the mood swings.

as he got interrupted by a girl dashly running to his side, "h-hey.. hi!" she greeted him with a pant, tapping hoseok's shoulder.

"am i late?" hoseok coldly shook his head, he put a smile on his face, didn't really wanted that his cousin to think that he might be hating her.

"i just came so your basically not late" he stated, more serious than to straight tone.

she hummed, "let's order first?" exhausted she offers.

"yeah" they began to look at their menu, picking something too cheap, chic and slightly different.

while the girl call the waiter, they gathered they're orders to be served.

"hoseok? that's too cheap, wait let me add more" she said, but hoseok refuses her.

"i don't really have an appetite, so that's what i just ordered." he said, not letting his pissed tone down.

"alright then, that's all" then the waiter left them, she fixed her position, posing a good background.

"so" hoseok lit up his head, raising his eyebrow to give her a permission to go on and continue. "how are you? i mean since your mom is.. you know" she asks, getting too personal.

hoseok just stared at her, 'how could she ask me something like that when she have nothing to do with it.' he thought.

hoseok looked away, "we left there." he sighed, the girl blinked her eye's a few time's after continuing to ask.

"what do you mean?"

"she got away, held a gun. i saved the kid's with the help of my freind." the word 'help' just offended her, his right though.

"oh, is she broke again?" she intimately asks.

"am i too obvious? of course she didn't drank all her meds" he fully said, looking around to see if his stress will fade.