RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 61: ROMANTIC

Hoseok didn’t respond immediately,
his focus shifting to applying a fresh bandage to the wound.
His movements were efficient,
but there was a tenderness in the way he handled Yoongi,
as if he were afraid of causing him more pain.
Once the bandage was secure,
he finally looked up,
meeting Yoongi’s gaze with a seriousness that made the alpha’s breath catch...
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...Can I?...

"All done!" Hoseok quirped contentedly, placing a final bandage on the injury, making a move to get up from the bed.

"This should-... his words got cut off by Yoongi, pulling him back to the bed, with Hoseok falling on his lap

Hoseok let out a surprised gasp as he fell onto Yoongi’s lap, his heart racing at the sudden closeness. He quickly tried to sit up, but Yoongi’s strong arms wrapped around his waist, holding him in place.

"Yoongi, you need to rest," Hoseok protested softly, his cheeks flushing as he looked up at the alpha. He could feel the warmth of Yoongi’s body beneath him, the steady rise and fall of his chest.

"I will," Yoongi replied, his voice low and slightly rough from exhaustion. His grip on Hoseok didn’t loosen, and instead, he pulled him closer, their faces just inches apart. "But not until I get a kiss."

Hoseok cheeks flushed red, attempting to cover it up with a grin, he pushed lightly on the alpha's chest. "Well... sorry to tell you this,  you won't get any. He spoke, attempting to get up.

Yoongi didn't let go, instead he had his grip tighten around the omega's waist.

"C'mon! You need to rest, let me go!"

"I'm serious!... can I kiss you?... please." Yoongi added.

"You're asking now?" Hoseok teased with a scoff, a smirk playing at the side of his lips. "You didn't ask the first time."

"Can I?" Yoongi asked eagerly, a small mischievous grin tugging at his lips

Hoseok bit his lip, feeling his resolve start to waver. He wanted to pretend he was unaffected, that this was just another one of Yoongi’s games, but the look in the alpha's eyes made it impossible. There was a softness there that felt almost... loving. It made Hoseok's heart pound harder in his chest.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching Yoongi's face for any sign that this was just a passing whim. But all he saw was sincerity, a quiet longing that matched his own.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Hoseok’s expression softened, and he let out a small sigh, his resistance melting away. “Fine,” he whispered, his voice barely audible, “but just one…”

Yoongi’s smile widened, his eyes lighting up with a mix of relief and anticipation. “One is all I need,” he murmured, his voice dropping lower, his gaze locked onto Hoseok's lips.

With a gentle, almost reverent touch, Yoongi cupped Hoseok’s face, his thumb brushing softly along his cheek. Hoseok’s breath hitched, his heart hammering against his ribcage as Yoongi leaned in slowly, giving him the chance to pull away if he wanted to.

But Hoseok didn’t move. He couldn’t. He felt like he was caught in Yoongi’s orbit, pulled closer and closer by an invisible force.

Then, with a tenderness that surprised him, Yoongi’s lips met his. The kiss was soft, tentative at first, as if Yoongi was afraid to push too hard, to ask for too much. But when Hoseok didn’t pull away, Yoongi’s grip tightened slightly around his waist, his lips pressing more firmly against Hoseok’s.

Hoseok felt a surge of warmth spread through his body, and before he knew it, he was kissing Yoongi back, his hands instinctively moving to rest on the alpha's chest. The kiss deepened, growing more urgent, more desperate, as if they were both trying to convey all the words they couldn’t say through the press of their lips.

When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other’s. Yoongi’s eyes were half-lidded, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"See?” he whispered, his voice husky, “Wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Hoseok laughed softly, a mixture of nerves and exhilaration. “I suppose I could survive another one,” he replied teasingly, though his cheeks were still flushed pink.

Yoongi’s smile widened, and he leaned in, whispering against Hoseok’s lips, “Good… because I’m not done with you yet.”

And before Hoseok could respond, Yoongi’s mouth was on his again, more insistent this time, more certain—and Hoseok, despite every logical thought telling him to pull away, found himself surrendering to the kiss, melting into Yoongi’s embrace.

A rhymic knock on the door interrupted their sweet moment, with Hoseok jumping up from the alpha's lap, embarrassment kicking an as soon as he realized what they'd just done.

Yoongi cursed whoever was behind the door, wishing he had the strength to pounce on the person.

"I- I'll go answer it." Hoseok stammered, nervously hurrying towards the door."

"No! Don't!" Yoongi alarmed voice blurted, halting the omega's steps. He turned to Yoongi with a confused brow.

"It might be Jay or his men." Yoongi continued, pushing himself off the bed. "I'll answer it."

Hoseok's furrowed brow turned to a raised one. "With your condition?" You're not getting up from that bed." Hoseok clarified, his tone authoritative.

"You’re his target cupcake. If he's really the one, you'll be in danger. Plus the security around us is very weak right now.

"I'll be fine." Hoseok assured, heading towards the door. "I've handled him once."

"No you don't-..."

The knock came again, this time, louder than the first in a specific pattern.

Yoongi let out a relieved sign, his head drapping down. "It's Namjoon."

Hoseok snickered, relief washing over him as he hurried to open it.

"Hey!" Hoseok breathed out. "How'd it go?"

Namjoon sent him a thin lip grin, patting him gently on his hair. "I'll say great... for now. Where's Yoongi." He asked, slipping into the dimly lit room through the small crack of the door the omega had created."

"Over here." Yoongi answered, sounding somewhat annoyed, still mad at the fact that the alpha had interrupted their moment.

This earned a raised brow from Namjoon. "What's wrong with your mood? Dude, you should be thanking your stars we saved you. Actually, Hoseok did-..."

"Hey- hey!!" Hoseok interrupted, with a nervous chuckle, attempting to cover his blush. "How about you talk about something important? Like Jay’s escape??"

Namjoon's gaze flickered towards Hoseok, then back to Yoongi, finally catching the tension between them. He raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk forming on his lips. "Did I interrupt something?" he asked, his tone light but teasing.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, careful not to wince from the pain in his side. "No," he replied, his voice clipped. "Just trying to get some rest until someone decided to bang on the door like they were breaking it down."

Namjoon chuckled. “Good to know I haven’t lost my touch then,” he replied sarcastically before turning his attention back to Hoseok. "But seriously… are you both okay?"

Hoseok nodded quickly, trying to hide the blush still lingering on his cheeks.

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