Twenty-Two: A Whole Day of Hope

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Luna's POV

As soon as we got back into Hope's room, I felt his arms snake around me and before I knew it, I was being pulled down on the bed with him. "Hoooope!" I squeaked out in surprise as he giggled. He buried his head in my neck, gently tickling my side as I squirmed half-heartedly to get out of his grasp. I laughed as he continued tickling me until mercifully, he let up and lifted himself up on one arm, hovering over me as I caught my breath.

"They loved you, jagi," he said, smiling down at me.

My chest warmed at his words. "How can you tell?"

"I just can. I know them. And especially Jimin. We were roommates for a long time and got really close. I can tell he already adores you."

I shook my head, my cheeks red, but Hope wasn't having it. He reached his other hand up to my cheek and gently pinched it, causing me to squirm harder until he leaned closer and I was distracted by his chocolate eyes, holding my gaze captive. "And who could blame him, jagi. You're so damn cute, it hurts," he said quietly.

My stomach flopped as I stared into his eyes, and he inched his lips closer to mine. I closed my eyes in anticipation as he brushed his lips against mine and gave me a sweet kiss. His tongue brushed lightly against my lips and mine parted slightly to taste the sweetness of it. His long fingers slid their way to the back of my neck and my whole body erupted into shivers as my hands found purchase on his slender hips.

All too soon, his lips stilled against mine and he leaned away. I opened my eyes to see a cute grin adorning his heart lips, his nose just inches from mine and his molten eyes searing into me. My breath stuttered out and my heart was hammering. I tried to calm my erratic breathing before he noticed. The power he had over me was pretty ridiculous, but I didn't know how to stop it or honestly if I really even wanted to.

"So what do you want to do today, jagi?" He asked, his fingers rubbing gently against the pulse point on my neck. I tried to clear my thoughts. "Hmm, I don't know. What are our options?" I tried to ask nonchalantly. Even though we hadn't really talked about it, I was now well aware that he was j-hope of BTS, and he probably couldn't just go around freely.

In fact, a lot of things were starting to click into place now. The hats and sunglasses he seemed to wear everywhere and the way he seemed to be bit tense when we were out. I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to have to worry about being recognized everywhere you went. I was just a nobody but I hated it so much when I went home to Chicago and ran into someone I knew at the grocery unexpectedly that I often would go at odd hours to avoid people. His everyday life and the considerations he had to take were so far out of the scope of my understanding that I could hardly begin to grasp what he must have to worry about on a daily basis.

His eyes got tight, but his long fingers were soft as he continued rubbing my pulse point on my neck. I closed my eyes for a second, savoring the feeling. "Well, as you can imagine, it can be...difficult to go out sometimes," he looked at me apologetically. "But there are a few things we can manage for sure. There's a movie theater where the members often go that's discreet. Also, the hotel pool is very private and has cabanas we can rent. Usually we can do a little more when we arrive early, but our fans are here in town now that the concerts have started. They're usually pretty respectful when we meet them while we're out, but we have to be careful. I'm sorry. I wish things could be different..." he looked away from my eyes for a moment as he trailed off. I couldn't stand him apologizing to me for something he had no control over and that he had to be inconvenienced with all of the time. I reached my fingers up and touched his jaw, before putting my fingers lightly to his lips. He looked up at my touch, the apology in his eyes evident.

"Shhhh," I whispered, my fingers tingling where they were touching his lips. "Don't apologize to me. I'm happy just being with you." His eyes swam with emotions I couldn't name as his hand came up to gently grasp mine and he brushed his lips against my fingers.

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