Jung Hoseok, who was born unable to see any color, had been living in a black and white world for many years. Until the day he met Min Yoongi, who was being chased, he accidentally discovered that he had brilliant colours.
What kind of sparks would...
"Come on, we'll be late if you don't hurry!" Yoongi stopped on his way after seeing that they were going to go by a scooter. 'We're leaving on that?' "I'll just go get a cab!" He turned around. "Don't go! You won't be able to find one at this hour! Come on, sit tight!" He grabbed him by his waist and made him sit. "I said no!" However, he agreed. "Hold on to me!" "No!" "Quick, just do it! What if you fall off?" "None of your business!" He crossed his arms and turned his head away. "Fine then!" He started the scooter and drove very fast. Yoongi was about to fall off backwards. "Damn it!" He hugged him tightly and laid his head on the blonde's shoulder. Hoseok stopped the scooter. 'This guy's definitely sent by satan to torture me...' Yoongi was frustrated. 'Wow... I can see the colours again...' "Let's go~" "Can't you drive properly?!" "You should hold on tighter..."
Yoongi's POV:
We arrived at our destination. I hopped off the scooter. And because of the speed by which we were going, my hairs are very messed up because of the air. They are in every direction. "Hoseok-- Do you have something against me?" I asked. He looked at me. "S-sorry I was going a little too fast. Here, let me fix that for you~" He pressed my hair down but my hair popped up again. "Emm..... Actually, you look kinda cute like that!" He said trying to suppress his laugh. Me? Cute?? What the heck is he saying?! "I'm gonna go work. You can leave!" I better stay away from him outside of commute hours. "Hold on!" I turned back. Hoseok came towards me and put his arm around my shoulders. "I'm your assistant, right? Shouldn't I be coming with you for work?" I retreated back. "No need! Just... Pick me up here at night... I don't need anything else!" I went in the conference room where the meeting was being held. "When we designed this project... Proposal A highlights the city's features... While proposal B is leaning towards..." I wasn't paying attention to the meeting. I just want to bury myself in a hole! How did I get so drunk?! How did he bring me back to his house? Could it be... I think he would've lifted me up in his arms and would've smirked saying 'Ha... You collapsed just like that, aye~ That drug in the wine would've worked really fast...' Impossible! I shook my head violently. The other people must be staring at me right now. I didn't pay attention to them. But if what I am thinking is really the case... I imagined him over me on the bed and him saying 'Tonight... You'll be mine...' At the thought of that, I slammed my hands on the table and screamed. "No!!" I looked around the room. Everyone were staring at me with wide eyes. I took the papers from the table and made an excuse. "I-I mean... It's getting late now. We'll take a break and continue in the afternoon!" "Alright alright~ Go for your lunch now~ Meeting's over~" I went to the restroom and washed my face. My thoughts are running wild. Calm down! I need to calm down! I need to stop thinking about him... I heard people talking outside. "Did you see what designer Yoongi was wearing today?" "Hahaha, I'm not blind~" "The representative from the other company was dumbfounded when he walked into the conference room." "He looks like he's going on a trip to Hawaii, ahahahaha!" "Hahaha, I thought he was on his way to the supermarket!" It's him again... It's all his fault! He gave me this floral pattern shirt and shorts! I just need to bear him for a little longer... I'll kick his ass far, far away after Namjoon comes back! I walked out of there. An idea crossed my mind. I should just tell him that I don't want him to drive me home this afternoon! Bingo! I feel much safer in my own office instead of being with him anyway~ I rummaged through the pockets of the shorts but I couldn't find my phone. Where's my phone?! Shit! Did I lose my phone? "Soobin, can you lend me your phone? I couldn't find mine~" I asked my colleague. "Don't worry. Try calling it, maybe you can find it!" "Thanks!" I took his phone and dialled my number and someone answered~ I smiled. Thank goodness! "Hello?" But my smile dropped as soon as I heard the voice. It was Hoseok. "Why do you have my phone?!" "It was in your pants! You forgot to take it out after you changed~ Wait, I'm almost there, I'll deliver it to you~ I'm hanging up now!" Ahhhh! God, don't joke with me! I just wanted to stay away from him! Why is he sticking to me like a sticky plaster?! I pulled my hair in frustration and I almost broke Soobin's phone by holding it very tightly. "Hmm... That's my phone... Hyung."
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