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Hoseok - better days

I woke up to his side of the bed cold and empty. It was now evening as we slept throughout the afternoon. It's been a week since I noticed the smile on his face slowly disappeared. His once bubbly persona had gone. It felt gloomy in the house. Meals would go untouched. He would only leave the house if he was needed at the label. At the moment he was at the company locked away in his studio. I decided on making him something to eat. He hasn't eaten properly for the last three days.

"Y/N, are you ready?"

"Coming, thanks again for picking me up on your way"

"It's no problem, anything for my sister from another mister"

"When will you stop using that term Seo Joon"

"Until the day I die"

"Let's go"

Seo Joon and I were half siblings. Same mum different dads. I didn't mind. We got a long and he was always protective over me even when he had a busy schedule with his acting. My dad unfortunately passed away so his dad ended up treating like his own child. He was very stern about when I first started dating Hoseok and then he got used to not being the only man to protect me anymore.

"Any words for Hoseok yet?"

"Nope. I think everyone has tried to get him to talk but nothing. The world used to filled with Hope and sun shines and now there's nothing but rain and gloomy clouds"

"Just give him some more time"

"He's been like this since he back from Chicago. Do you think something happened over there?"

"I don't know sis. But I'm sure what ever it is, he will open up about it soon. Just let him settle back into home"

"Ok. Thank you for dropping me"

"No worries. You ok getting home?"

"Yeah I've got the car here I'll just go home with Hobi. See you soon"

"See ya sis"

I watched him drive away as I walked into Hybe. The receptionist greeted me and opened the elevator for me. I pressed the number for the floor Hobi's studio was on and waited whilst it went up.

•••

"Hey Y/N, are you looking for Hoseok?"

"Yeah, is he in his studio?"

"No, he's in the dance studio. He won't let anyone in. He looks angry"

"Angry? Which dance studio is he in, Yoongi?"

"Number 4. Good luck trying to get in"

"Thanks"

I walk over to Studio 4 with the food in my hand. There's no music coming inside so I knock on the door. I tried to open it and to my surprise it's unlocked. I pushed it open and stepped inside to find my husband laying on the floor with his eyes closed. I placed the bags of food on the floor and walked over to him sitting beside him and gentle running my fingers through his hair. His eyes shot open but calmed when he saw it was me.

"What brings you here, baby?"

"I made some of your favourite foods and I knew you were either going to be in the studio working on music or dancing for a long time so I made some food to keep your energy up"

"Thanks but I'm not hungry"

"Are you sure? I've got some black bean noodles, eggs and sushi"

"I'm not hungry!"

I pushed myself back shocked that he raised his voice at me. He's never once raised his voice at me. I stood up and walked back towards the food.

"Y/N, what. I'm sor-"

"What you're sorry. All I've tired to do since you've been back from Chicago is make your happy and make you food and drink to at least get one smile on your face. Yet all you've been doing is shutting me and everyone else out. Something obviously happened over there but I don't dare to ask you because I didn't want to interfere with whatever you were feeling. So if you don't want to tell what happened, fine. I'll stop asking and bugging you. Have fun practicing"

I picked up the bag and walked out. Heading towards the other studio the guys were in. I opened the door and sat down, catching the attention of everyone.

"No luck"

"No. I'm trying to do my part of being a good wife but he doesn't budge. I don't know what else to do"

Just as Namjoon was about to speak, Hoseok walked through the door.

"Please can I talk to Y/N?"

"He kind to her please otherwise you'll have her brother down your neck" - Tae

They left the room as Hoseok crouched down in front of me and brought me into a hug.

"I'm sorry for being distant and basically a dick towards you and everyone else. If I being honest I don't know why I'm feeling like this. My performance went as I expected, the crowd loved it but deep down inside I felt like I could've done better. I put so much pressure on myself when I came back that I just fell into a dark hole that was hard to get out of. I know I should've spoke about it but I didn't want to burden everyone with my problems"

"Hobi, you should've told me. Your problems are my problem and vice versa. You shouldn't have put the pressure on yourself. You're performance was fucking amazing and you didn't need to do anymore to make it better because it didn't need to be better. Please the next time you feel like this, talk to me. I'm your wife for a reason. I'm here you listen and comfort you at all times"

"Thank you and sorry again"

"It's ok. I promise there's going to be better days alright. Now, my Hobi can you eat the food I'd made cuz I can hear your stomach growling from here"

"Of course"

The world which was once gloomy and dark had now become full of sunshine and blue clouds. I had my Hobi back. Just watching him actually eat something put a smile on my face. I hope he doesn't feel like this ever again.