You had finished cleaning the apartment. Hobi was in bed having a nap, he needed it after a tight and busy schedule.
You plopped yourself onto the sofa and exhaled deeply. Deciding you deserved a nap too, you rested your eyes and leaned your head on the back of the sofa.
15 minutes had passed and you opened your eyes, you had hoped fora longer nap but oh well. You lifted your head and immediately regretted it as you felt a sharp pain in your neck. Slowly getting to your feet, while letting out little groans of discomfort, you stretched your muscles. While doing so Hobi entered the living room humming a made up tune. He smiled when he saw you, making his dimples pop out. His face was slightly puffy from sleep and his eyes were barely open. Boy you loved this man!
He walked over to you still humming his pretty little ditty with that beautiful dimpled smile still on his gorgeous face. He wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his face in the crook of your neck all while still singing. You placed your arms around his shoulders, smiling, and asked him,
"What are you singing?"
"I don’t know," he answered and the both of you chuckled.
"Have a nice sleep?"
He hummed in response.
The both of you basked in each other’s warmth for a few minutes when Hobi lifted his head. He started singing his little melody again and moved side to side while looking you in the eyes. You smiled and blushed from the eye contact and moved side to side with him. Hobi moved your hands from behind his neck to holding them in front of him leaving a space between your bodies and started waltzing around the living room with you, all the while still singing that tune of his. As for you, you couldn’t take the smile off your face, your cheeks started to ache and you couldn’t stop giggling at your boyfriend’s playful antics.
It was evident that he was more awake now as he started beat-boxing and salsa dancing too, moving his feet twice as fast and swaying his hips more than you could handle. You had to stop, whether it was from laughing too much or from getting flustered you weren’t sure.
"OK Hobi let’s just—uh—start dinner off?" you stuttered.
"OK!" he replied enthusiastically.
He pulled you by the hand, salsa dancing to the kitchen still singing and beat-boxing. Mood-maker indeed.
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Jung Hoseok Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Oneshots from @winter.bear.imagines A whole lot of fluff, aus, and some smut The first few are cringe as it begins right from the start of my writing journey, but I promise they get better!
