"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]
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Things change, so do we.
Yoongi cracks his knuckles as he leans back against the rolling chair, eyes trained on the scattered bunch of papers on his desk. Four months into his posting, the black haired male has gotten busier with responsibilities weighing him down.
He hadn't left his cabin in three days and could feel the stress buzzing through his head like a bug. With a groan leaving his dry chapped lips, the man frowns at his wrist watch.
6:22 am
Another night spent drowning in work. He had bagged a huge deal last week due to which he hasn't been able to get a wink of sleep. The black haired male bites his lower lip, thinking about Hoseok for a split second.
Though the younger works with him on the project, he doesn't stay at the office. Yoongi wouldn't let him take that much workload and stress him out.
God, they hadn't been able to talk to each other on anything not related to work and Yoongi hates to admit that he misses the brunette a lot. Sighing to himself, the older involuntarily closes his eyes and before he could realise, he falls asleep like a kitten with his lips parted.
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Hoseok walks into his own cabin with a slight frown. He was worried to say the least, mind fumbling with thoughts of his husband.
"Him and his sincerity."
He grumbles with a roll of his eyes before deciding he's had enough. At 7.36 am, he barges into the older's office room and gets ready to give him a piece of his mind when his eyes catches the sight of the black haired male sleeping uncomfortably on his chair with a pen still in his clutch.
Hoseok bites his lips, trying to stop himself from smiling. The older looks very adorable and the brunette can't help but to fish for his phone and capture the moment. He slowly and very gently closes the door and leaves, knowing that if he tried to wake him up, Yoongi would all but sleep.
The older blinks his eyes open at around 2 pm and he finds Hoseok arranging his desk for lunch. He could feel his lips curving to a small smile when he hears the brunette humming a song.
"Fuck, my head hurts."
He groans as a sharp pain shoots through. Hoseok turns around, startled at the raspy voice.
"Afternoon!"
He greets with a blinding smile and Yoongi forgets to breathe for a second as he stares at the younger in a dazed manner.
"I got you some toiletries. Go wash your face and I'll prepare the table for our lunch, been a while since we ate together."
Hoseok utters, hearty smile not leaving his lips. The black haired male nods his head slowly, still very much enchanted and trapped.
