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His bright smile faded when I stared silently. He stepped out into the hall and reached for me. "What's wrong?" His hand clasped around my jaw, and his thumb stroked softly across my cheek. My eyes fluttered, and I leaned into his touch.
"I think I messed up, Hobi." He frowned, and his other fingers gently wrapped around my wrist. It was the same one Suho had held tightly only moments before. Hobi's touch was so soft in comparison, and a shaky breath left my lips.
"Talk to me," he said, pulling me closer. I let him and followed as he walked backward into his studio. He closed the door once I was inside, and I leaned against the surface while he pulled away and grabbed his chair. He gestured for me to come over, and pressed gently on my shoulders, silently asking me to sit.
He pulled another chair out across from me and sat in it. His hands found their way to my knees, and he squeezed gently.
"I'm all ears, Flower." That was all I needed to hear. Words tumbled out of my mouth, completely unorganized and rushed.
"Suho's here. At my desk. Or at least, he was." His muscles tensed, but I couldn't stop so he could respond. "I was coming back from Yoongi's studio and he was just sitting there, waiting for me. He... He went through my stuff and saw a note from Jimin. He said things, and accused me of sleeping with all of you, and I tried to let it go. I did," I said imploringly. "But then he said he was going to tell his dad about us, and-and have you guys fired for fraternization unless I got back with him. And I just... lost it. I-I threatened to go to his dad about everything, and I told him he'd be jobless and alone. I said I deserved better, and that he was basically the worst part of my life."
I inhaled deeply, trying to catch my breath. "And then I walked away. I said those things and walked off, and now he's probably going to his dad or some connection he has in the news to try to ruin everything."
Running my hands through my hair, I stared down at my lap. "How exactly was that wrong of you to say?" My eyes flew to his confused ones, and my mouth fell open.
"W-well because I know Suho. If he feels emasculated in any way, he'll do whatever it takes to prove he was right. To get his pride back. I should've just let him say what he needed to. At least I wouldn't have pissed him off that way-not as much. But I just got so angry, and I thought about you guys, and how happy you all make me, and I didn't want to have to listen to him anymore."
"Flower-"
"I spent so long just letting him push me down, and it felt good to get all of that off my chest, but at what cost? What if he does tell his dad? Your reputation would be crushed, and it would be because of me. I can't do that to you, Hobi. Not to any of you."
"Flower, listen to me-"
"I pushed him. I said too much. I let my emotions take over when the right choice would've been to let him get it out of his system and not fight him on it. But when he was touching me, and looking at me like he used to... Then to say he still loved me? After what he did? I should talk to Jin about finding a new job. That way, if he tries to go to someone, then at least it won't look too bad-"
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**ON HOLD||The Vampires' Assistant || OT7
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