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Obsession pt.3 [J.HS FT. KNJ]

Just after I uploaded the previous part, I started writing this 😭😭

I love this one that's why I have some enthusiasm while writing this.

BTW, I've decided to make a Q&A. Drop your questions and I might do a face reveal as well!

Warning ⚠️: very long chapter ahead. More than 4000+ words. I wrote everything I could and tried to end it.

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THIRD PERSON'S POV

The minutes dragged on, each one feeling like an eternity. Hoseok's gaze never left her, his eyes following her every movement. Y/N's mind was a whirlwind of fear and desperation, but she knew she had to keep her composure.

"Tell me," Hoseok said, his voice breaking the heavy silence, "what's the most exciting thing you've done since high school?"

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Um... I guess traveling?" she replied, trying to sound casual. "I've been to a few countries for work and leisure."

His eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of interest in them. "Traveling, huh? Where have you been?"

"Mostly around Asia and Europe," she answered, her voice steadying as she spoke. "It's been amazing seeing different cultures and meeting new people."

Hoseok nodded slowly, as if processing her words. "That sounds nice. I've traveled a lot too, as you know i'm aa kpop idol. But sometimes, it's nice to come back home."

The way he said "home" made Y/N's skin crawl. She forced a smile. "Yeah, home is... important."

Hoseok's fingers drummed lightly on the armrest behind her. "So, Y/N, do you have any plans for the future? Any big dreams you're chasing?"

She hesitated, not wanting to share too much. "Just trying to make the most out of my career, I suppose," she said vaguely. "And maybe find some stability."

"Stability is good," Hoseok agreed, his tone oddly approving. "But sometimes, it's the unexpected things that make life interesting."

Before she could respond, the doorbell rang, startling both of them. Hoseok's eyes flicked towards the door, then back to Y/N. "Wait here," he said, his voice firm.

As he walked away to answer the door, Y/N's heart pounded in her chest. This might be her chance. She glanced around the room, searching for any possible escape route. The window was too high and the front door was now blocked by Hoseok. Her mind screamed 'alert!' Or 'run' and that is what made her look at routes for escape.

The sound of voices drifted from the hallway. She couldn't make out who it was, but it sounded like a delivery. Hoseok returned a moment later, carrying a package.

"Food's here," he announced, setting the package on the table. He looked at her with a smile that made her stomach turn. "I ordered us something special. I hope you're hungry."

Y/N nodded, trying to mask her dread. "Thanks."Hoseok began unpacking the food, placing dishes on the table with a precision that seemed almost obsessive. "Come, sit," he urged, patting the seat beside him.

She obeyed, her mind racing as she tried to think of a way out. The aroma of the food filled the room, but her appetite was long gone.

As they ate, Hoseok kept the conversation going, his tone deceptively pleasant. But Y/N could feel the undercurrent of tension, the invisible chains that kept her bound to her seat.

Finally, when the meal was over, Hoseok leaned back and studied her with a curious gaze. "You've changed, Y/N," he said softly. "But deep down, you're still the same girl I knew in school."