Sope/Yoonseok oneshots

A chance..

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"If you were given one single chance on your life, what would it be?"

"One chance?"

"A single one...."

"Then....I want to give us a chance."

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And yet I've been wakened up from another dream. This had been a continuous thing everyday. Dream another dream. When before I could always just sleep and wake up. A dream is either a nightmare or the what if's we have in life. We think about something we're scared of or something that can make us happy. That leads to a dream.

Well mine was simple.

I've always wanted to experience someone loving me the same way I would have love them. The kind of love that makes me giddy, happy, and content. Simply being in love.

But how can I do it when I couldn't be over my one big fat long crush to my best friend, childhood friend to make it worse, Min Yoongi.

The kind of man that you always wants to show off because he can cook, clean, take care of himself well, makes you feel loved and cared for, love animals, and will sing you to sleep if you couldn't. He have everything anyone could have ask for.

It was everything I could ever ask for.

Yoongi hyung is a famous artist and I'm....well as I said his best friend. I could never think of standing right by his side, let alone be in a relationship with him. That is until.......

~ 2 days ago~

Yoongi hyung and I met up on our secret spot. Well it's not so secret when its just my house but it's a place where the outside world won't bother us. He just got back from a world tour and looks absolutely dead. Drop dead gorgeous.

Hold up, NO! He looks so tired, his soul feels like it stripping away from him but here he is cooking me some pasta and stuff.

"Hyung I said I'll cook for us. You literally just landed from the plane, go and take a rest." I insisted while he continue to cook.

"I haven't seen you for weeks..." he mumbled.

"And? You don't have to cook for me right away after you got back." He started pouring the pasta on the sauce, still not budging from where he's standing.

"I kind of have to. I said I'd always cook for you at least once a week and I missed 4 of them." I couldn't help but just watch what he's doing after he said that.

These things, these small little things that he does for me are the reasons why I could never move on from him. He always remembers everything I like and dislike, said and have done like he's my human life history.

"Since you said that.....I'll let it slide" You're too weak for him Jung Hoseok!

"Then that's great, go on and sit down. I'm almost done here." I can tell that he is smiling so that made me happy. 4 weeks without him have been hell. I've been having dreams everyday since he left and they've all been weird dreams. Dreams like it seems that I'm just watching another dream.

My thoughts were interrupted by him placing a plate of pasta in front of me.

"As always it smells and looks good hyung!" I beamed a big smile at him.

"Of course it's me who cooked it." He said looking smug as ever.

I just shook my head and started eating. I also missed his cooking because damn it always feels like I'm in a five star hotel by how good it is.

"Oh how was the tour hyung? I've seen videos of it, it seems like everything went well but you know for you, how was it?" I asked.

"Hmmm it was fun. I had a great time and it seems like they also enjoy it so that was a plus. Definitely a life changing experience, as it has always been. Though..." he trailed off. I raised my eyebrows at him, indicating for him to continue.