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——I sent him an address and went to the bedroom to change and fix my hair

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I sent him an address and went to the bedroom to change and fix my hair. I want to look as good as possible in front of Hobi. Why? I haven't fully understood it myself, but I haven't tried to.
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*din dong*

I took another glance in the mirror and rushed to open the door for Hobi.

"Hello, sunshine." In the doorway, I saw Hobi smiling.

"Hello, come in." I smiled and let him inside.

"I brought wine and sushi. I hope you're hungry." Hobi waved the bag and the bottle of wine.

"An excellent choice. A bit of relaxation after an afternoon of deep house cleaning.

We went into the living room, Hobi got comfortable on the sofa and unpacked the food, and I handed over the wine glasses.

"Oh, this is the same couch you sat on at the pajama party." Hobi said as I sat down on the sofa next to him.

"I'm hungry." I took one of the sushi while Hobi poured wine into glasses.

"Time to relax." Hobi handed me a glass of dark red wine.

Our fingers touched. He didn't let go of the glass, so my fingers stayed on his. Hobi looked deeply into my eyes and smiled. I felt how my cheeks started to burn.

"Cheers." I raised my eyebrows and pulled the glass towards me. Hobi released it.

"Let us raise a glass to our acquaintance." Hobi smiled widely.

We started eating and chatting. Talking with Hobi was easy, simple, and fun.

I didn't even notice how many hours had passed. The bottle of strong wine was already empty, the sushi long since eaten. We were sitting on the sofa, completely relaxed, close to each other. We talked about various topics, got to know each other better.

And I saw the real Hoseok. Not the always smiling and positive J-Hope. But the Hoseok who is often sad, is overwhelmed by negative emotions, and often feels misunderstood, unloved, and exhausted from being positive.

"You know, you can be yourself around me. You don't have to pretend and be my positive hope. When you are with me, relax, take off all the masks and just be yourself." I smiled supportively. "As long as you want, I'll be here and I'll try to recharge you with my positivity, my attention, and my warmth." I gently ran my fingers over Hobi's hand.

I have to admit, I'm a bit drunk. The wine was very strong. My head was dizzy. I was probably braver than I would have been before that bottle of wine.

"You've already loaded me. Tonight was very fun and interesting. But I think I'll let you get some rest and sleep." Hobi looked at the clock, and so did I. The clock was already showing 11 pm.

But I didn't want him to leave. I wanted to be with him more. I wanted to feel him near me.

"If you want... You can stay. I can still survive without sleep. You're more important." I looked at Hoseok shyly.

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