Arranged?(OR NOT!)

CHAPTER 11: HONEYMOON

He signed heavily, already giving up.
There's no way he was winning an
argument against Yoongi.
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Hoseok woke up the next day to Yoongi staring right at him, sitting next to him on the bed. It was probably around twelve noon or after.

"You sleep a lot, little princess." Yoongi commented bluntly. "You should be the next sleeping beauty, I think that role would fit you well." He said with a straight face.

Hoseok felt his cheeks warming up at the not so nice complement, the pet name doing strange twist in his stomach. He sat up from the bed, heavy eyelid scanning around the room.

Yes it was a lounge, but not just a lounge, too large for a lounge. It had a glass wall dividing the room into two, one as the bedroom, and the other for work related purposes or visitors. The glass was see through and you could see all that was going on from both sides, there was a giant cotton drawn to the side which could be used to cover the glass wall for privacy reasons.

Yoongi got up, snapping his fingers in front of the younger. "Get ready, we're heading out." He said, pulling off his shirt, revealing his well toned abs, tattoos scattered around his arms and chest.

Hoseok spun around, hiding his face in his hands, face turning red.

Yoongi bursted out, laughing, "aren't we both boys? You're acting like a girl, I swear, you're so cute." He blurted out, not giving a second thought to his statement.

Now Hoseok was a tomato. He didn't know how to react to that. Why the hell would Yoongi be openly flirting with him.

He got up from the bed, scurrying off into the bathroom. He was there until Yoongi knocked on the door, telling him to hurry.

He'd just finished taking his bath when he realized he hadn't taken his clothes. And now, he was stuck in the bathroom with Yoongi obviously in the room.

He could wear his old clothes and come out, but the main issue here was his bruises. Yoongi couldn't see them, unless he wanted to get himself killed by his own parents, the major cause of those bruises.

He normally had a type of makeup, rhyming with his skin tone that could cover it without being noticed, even water couldn't wash it away unless it was thoroughly scrubbed off.

The make up was a really expensive one. He'd gotten it from his mother as a 'gift' before moving in with Yoongi. IMAGINE.

It wasn't entirely a gift, she just made it sound like she was doing him a favor. She only gave him so he could use it to cover his bruises, threatening him of his life if Yoongi ever found out.

He could swear that was the only very expensive thing he'd ever gotten from any of his parents. It was a large one too, so it's chance of finishing wasn't near yet.

Hoseok signed heavily, contemplating on what to do as he steered at his bruised self in the mirror. Another knock brought him back to the presence.

"Hoseok, are you in there?" He heard Yoongi's voice call.

"Y- yeah..."

"Alright, I'll be going out for a few minutes, I need to get something's arranged. Make sure you're ready by the time am back."

"Ok." Hoseok thanked the stars, an internal emotion of relief washing through him.

He heard the large door of the lounge open, it's clicking sound signaling that it was on auto lock. He waited a few more minutes, making sure he wasn't hearing any foot step before rushing out of the bathroom, to their shared closet. Quickly pulling out his make up bag from his luggage and some clothes to wear, he scurried back into the bathroom.

In a few minutes, he was fully dressed, and Yoongi arrived just in time.

Yoongi wanted them to go on a date, according to his mom's request. She wanted pictures and proofs of them really enjoying their honeymoon.

So off they went into the city, exploring places and trying new foods.

Hoseok was in awe when he finally saw the Eiffel Tower. He'd always seen it in books and have always dreamt of visiting the place when he finally got his freedom.

The only difference now was he wasn't entirely free. 'I'm now stuck with someone that's supposed to be my husband.' He thought sadly to himself as he stared up at the giant tower.

The clicking sound of a camera brought him back to reality. He turned around, and there Yoongi was, standing next to him with a camera, taking pictures of him.

He frowned, earning a chuckle from Yoongi. He raised the camera up, slightly shaking it in the younger's line of view. "For proofs."

To say their so called date was 'just fun' would be an understatement for Hoseok. It was more than just fun. They visited many places, parks.

Yoongi saw the excitement in the younger's eyes and swore not to break it. This was his first time seeing Hoseok this happy and care free, not afraid of him or running away from him, even calling his name.

"Wow! Yoongi Hyung!! Come and see!" Hoseok exclaimed excitedly, jumping on his tippie toes, pointing at something.

The way his name rolled out from the younger's tongue so effortlessly and delicate did some twist inside of Yoongi's stomach. He was smiling, widely, his gummy smile in full display. Thankfully, Hoseok was to excited with something else to notice.

"Isn't it beautiful!!" Hoseok exclaimed, watching as the peacocks displayed their brightly colored feathers.

"Beautiful. Very beautiful" Yoongi repeated, capturing the moment in his camera. But his attention wasn't on the peacocks, he had his attention on Hoseok.

They settled the day with a nice French meal in a fancy restaurant (sorry I don't know any popular French food.)

By the time they got back to their lounge, it was late at night.

Tired, Hoseok freshened up, making sure to wear a long sleeved nightwear before going to bed. Yoongi didn't sleep early as usual, going back to work on his system as soon as he arrived.

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