"S-sir?"
He stutters, cheeks tinting red as he adjusts his falling glasses up to his nasal bone.
"Hoseok, I need you to marry me."
"What?!"
The male shouts, heart racing wildly as he he stares at the silver haired male in disbelief.
[YoonSeok]
*Slo...
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Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah) Hopefully, we don't have no babies (ooh) I don't even wanna go back home Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own You got it, girl, you got it, oh
Hoseok looks at the older with an uninterested gaze, his lips pursed as the music blares through the bluetooth speaker in the man's office.
The brunette clears his throat and switches it off making Yoongi groan. The older turns around and glares at his fiancé, eyebrows furrowed.
"What the hell?"
"I should've known that your playlist would also be perverted like you but this is our workspace. Let's not blast music here, sir."
The older raises an eyebrow, leaning back against the chair as Hoseok walks away to his seat.
"Well, what do you listen to then?"
"Me? I love Selena Gomez and her songs!"
Yoongi smiles and runs a hand through his hair while eyeing the younger.
"Do you also listen to K-pop?"
"Yeah! My favourite boy band is NU'EST."
Yoongi frowns slightly before smirking at the brunette.
"Let me guess, your bias is Baekho?"
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"Yes! Oh wow, how did you know?"
Hoseok buzzes in excitement making the older huff, resting his face on his palm and tilting his head teasingly.
"It's obvious, you would've been smitten by all those muscles. I remember how you stared at my abs at the engagement party."
