DANDELIONS || Namjin & Sope

CHAPTER 7 : WEIRD VIBES

Hoseok woke up with a start, mentally scolding himself for sleeping over. He clearly was not in his room judging by the feeling of silky smooth sheets and the big ass bed he was currently lying in. He was happy because it seemed like the man was not home or it would've been so awkward.

He decided not to waste anymore time looking around, he abruptly got up and gathered his clothes that were scattered everywhere in the room. He hurriedly put his pants on followed by a t-shirt, he picked up his shoes and jacket then tip toed to the door. Fuck the shoes he'll just wear them after he had successfully got out of here.

He managed to reach the door without making much noise just in case the man was around. He raised a hand to grab the door nob about to turn the handle when a deep rusty voice startled his soul out of his body.

"Not even gonna fix your hair?" Hoseok turned to the source of that voice only to find the man seated on a small couch by the corner legs crossed. So he has been watching him the whole time?. Hoseok slowly turned his whole body and faced the man, so this man did him last night? This fine, handsome, gorgeous, stunning hot looking man was all over him just last night? How is that even-

"You didn't see the clothes on that chair?" The man asked pointing at the chair next to the small study table.

"Uh-..." Hoseok looked at the oversized white t-shirt and grey sweatpants on the chair then back at the man.

"There's the bathroom, get cleaned up and I'll send someone to get you for breakfast downstairs" the man said voice deep looking at Hoseok with an expressionless face. He got up and left Hoseok in the room. Hoseok blinked a few times before actually doing what the man said. Hoseok has always played by his own rules, he did whatever the fuck he wanted whenever he wanted, and right now he hated the fact that he found himself abiding by this man's every command.

He shook his head getting rid of the thoughts occupying his mind. After a little while he hopped out of the shower walking towards the mirror. Taking ahold of the clothes given to him, he couldn't help but notice they were new and his exact sizes. Well maybe they were really the mans' and he probably hasn't had the chance to wear them himself.

Getting out of the bathroom Hoseok was welcomed by an empty silent room. He put on his shoes and went on downstairs. Having to find no one in this massive living room, it was so beautiful Hoseok wondered what exactly does this man do for a living. There was no one here so he decided to make a run for it. He went towards the door not bothering to take lighter steps to try not make noise. He reached the door about to open it.

"The kitchen's this way"

Hoseok jumped out of his skin yelping and clutching on his chest. That same damn deep voice.

"JESUS! STOP DOING THAT!" Hoseok yelled glaring at the man who was leaning on the kitchen doorway and seemed pretty unbothered by the younger yelling. Hoseok calmed down gaining his posture, he stood straight looking at the man who was gazing back at him arms crossed. He cleared his throat

"Uhm... Thanks for- uhm the- thanks for the- do you always stare at people like that?!" Hoseok exclaimed feeling like he just got eye fucked by this man while threatening him at the same time. How can someone look so intimidatingly hot?! Like who the fuck looks like that? Looking at him it made Hoseok wanna rip off his clothes at a lightning speed and submit himself fully to this man. He can have him, ruin and destroy him to a point of no repair. He can fuck him to oblivion and dispose him like shit, Hoseok would still be content. This man can hurt-

"There's your breakfast, sit down. I'll have my driver take you home" the man muttered almost as if it was exhausting for him to even open his mouth.

"Thank you but I'll pass, I actually have-"