Arranged?(OR NOT!)

CHAPTER 8: ANXIETY

The noise coming from Yoongi's
friends especially.
They could be an ass hole some times.
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The wedding was over now, everyone were chattering about, greeting and congratulating the newly wed couple.

Hoseok needed to be out of here as quick as possible. He feared what his anxiety was capable of doing to him right now.

He wasn't a fan of crowded areas, and the so much attention he was receiving right now wasn't helping matters.

Luckily, he was able to excuse himself, hiding himself in a corner, leaving Yoongi to do all of the talkings and greetings.

"Hello there!" A voice exclaimed, bringing Hoseok out of his thought.

Standing in front of him was a tall man, broad shoulders. And goddamn! why was he so beautiful?

"I thought I was never gonna meet you again." The man said, smiling. "You never picked my calls nor replied to any of my messages. I was beginning to think you gave me a wrong number."

Hoseok tilted his head sideways, confused.

"C' mon!.!. Don't tell me you already forgot me that easily," the man whined. "It's Seokjin, remember? We met at the library few weeks ago. You seemed to be in an hurry so we only exchanged contact."

Ah right! Now he could remember. "Oh... it's you I bumped into? At the library?"

"Seokjin nodded, humming. "So, how's your relationship with Yoongi going?" He smiled, taking a sit next to the younger.

Hoseok didn't know how he was supposed to answer that. "Great, I guess." He said quietly, not sure of his own words.

The two fell into a comfortable silence, watching the crowd gradually reduce.

"You know, Yoongi always rambled about his wedding coming soon. It never occurred to me, it was you he was getting wedded to."

Now that was new. It was pretty obvious Yoongi wasn't interested in their marriage as well as him. Why would he go about rambling about it.

Hoseok's anxiety soon returned as their gathering began to increase. First was the very tall one named Namjoon, he had a really cute dimple whenever he smiled. Then a bunny smiling one followed, behind him was a short and cute male, almost the same height as Hoseok himself. And the last one was a boxy grinning one.

They were all really nice to him, Hoseok was thankful for that. But he needed to be out of their attention. If not, he'd faint. He silently prayed for a savior to bail him out.

His prayer were answered, a savior did come, but the least type of savior he wanted.

"Hoseok?"

Hoseok tensed a little, hearing his mums voice. She was smiling at him. But that smile hid a lot, and Hoseok knew they weren't good ones.

He excused himself from the group and went to his mum.

"Mam?" He said, standing close to her. She was still smiling at him, aware of the people around them. Hoseok knew she couldn't do anything now that he had eyes all over him.

But he still felt uneasy standing this close to her. She was saying some words which Hoseok couldn't fully process.

She sounded like she cared, and that was hella fake. Even Seokjin who had been watching them from a distance could tell.