My Sunshine❤️||Sope FF|| Min Yoongi|| Jung Hoseok|| one shot||

10

The room was enveloped in an awkward, lingering silence. After that warm, tight hug, we found ourselves seated at the dining table for breakfast. His hand-crafted, soothing soup filled me with a profound sense of comfort. This man’s tender gestures towards me stir emotions I haven’t quite understood before. As I glanced up, I noticed his strikingly smooth face, with his bangs gently resting on his forehead. His long eyelashes framed eyes that were intensely focused on the food, and his small, puffy lips made me yearn to kiss him deeply. His sharply defined jawline sent shivers down my spine.

I tried to push away my unbidden, impure thoughts. Jiwoon eonni's recent revelation that he still harbors feelings for me had ignited something wild within me. It seems I've started to fall for him. Caught in the act of shamelessly admiring him, our eyes met briefly before I quickly looked down, overcome with embarrassment.

As I looked up and heard his voice, he said

Hobi: May I know why you’re here

Yn: F…fo…for a business deal

I stammered, my voice trembling with anxiety. I could feel a swarm of butterflies in my stomach as his gaze remained fixed on me.

Hobi: Oh, okay,

he replied, and once again, silence fell between us. The tension was almost unbearable. Desperate to break the oppressive quiet, I forced myself to speak.

Yn: So, how are you?

I asked, immediately regretting the insipid question. What kind of stupid question was that? I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment.

A sarcastic chuckle escaped him. When I looked up, he said with biting irony,

Hobi: Since when did you start caring about me? Sorry, not me—anyone. Just stop with your act. I know you don’t care if I’m okay or not!

His words struck me like a dagger. The sharp pain of his hurtful comment pierced my heart, the sting of his disappointment almost too much to bear. It was painful but not unexpected; I knew my actions had led him to feel this way. Taking a deep breath, I realized it was time to address everything between us and find a way to make things right.

Just as I was about to respond, the sudden sound of the doorbell cut through the tension. Hobi stood up and walked toward the door. My heart raced, and I felt a jolt of shock as he opened it.

When the door swung open, I was frozen in place, staring in disbelief at the person standing on the other side.

Yn: Y... Yoongi!!!

The name slipped from my lips in a hushed, trembling whisper as his gaze locked onto me. His once warm, smiling face hardened into a mask of cold disdain. Shock, anger, and fear danced in his eyes as they turned away from me to Hobi, his back now facing me. With a voice laced with hostility, Yoongi demanded,

Yoongi: What’s she doing here?

Before he could say more, a familiar giggle reached my ears, and my heart skipped a beat. I looked up, and the world seemed to freeze in that instant. After six long years of longing and yearning, there she was, right in front of me. My emotions were a tangled mess—joy, disbelief, and an overwhelming rush of happiness. My heart raced with every beat as my legs moved of their own accord towards her.

She was laughing with delight, and as she playfully hugged Yoongi, she held up her phone triumphantly.

Vedu: Yoongi!!! Look, I won!!!

In a moment of unguarded vulnerability, words tumbled out of my mouth as she turned her gaze in my direction. Her eyes, devoid of any trace of anger or malice, held only a deep, bewildering confusion. Then, with a calm that felt like the eye of a storm, she turned to Yoongi and uttered a single, world-shattering question:
Vedu: Who’s she?

As I was about to respond, Yoongi, with a hint of annoyance in his voice, snapped,

Yoongi: No one!

She looked at me with confusion for a moment, then her expression shifted to a smirk. With a teasing tone, she asked,

Veda: Hobi, is she your girlfriend?

Before Yoongi could reply, Hobi chimed in with an enthusiastic,

Hobi: Yes!

The moment he said that, both Yoongi and I turned to him, our faces a mix of shock and confusion. Then, unexpectedly, she wrapped me in a warm, joyful embrace. Overwhelmed by her affection, I hugged her back, savoring the comforting, motherly warmth I had longed for. The embrace was so touching that tears welled up in my eyes. I clung to her tightly, my sobs escaping uncontrollably. She noticed my distress and gently patted my back, her voice filled with concern as she murmured,

Vedu: Don’t cry!

Yn: Di..

While enveloped me in a tight embrace, and in that moment, I felt the warmth of family—my everything. As she gently stroked my back, I was overwhelmed by the comfort of her presence. I had missed this maternal warmth more than words could express.

The only thing I could muster was an apology, a desperate plea for her forgiveness, longing for her to accept me once more. I vowed never to let her go again. Lost in her embrace, I felt safe—until suddenly, I was pulled back, startled by a sharp tug that ripped me away from her warmth.

I looked up to see Yoongi’s eyes blazing with anger.

Yoongi: Stay away from her!

Before I could process the moment, Di intervened, pulling him aside and scolding him with a hint of anger.

Vedu: Yoongi, why did you push her? She’s Hobi’s girlfriend! You should show her some respect!

With that, she walked back to me, tenderly stroking my head and speaking softly.

Vedu: I’m sorry for his behavior.

Yn: No! It’s okay!!

Then, she asked,

Vedu: So, what’s your name?

Her three simple words sent my world reeling. Couldn’t it be? What did she truly mean to say? I looked at her, my eyes wide, a void of emotion washing over me. My face felt blank and shocked as I turned my gaze slowly to Hobi, searching for answers in his cold, unyielding eyes.

Before I could utter a word, Yoongi gently took her hand and turned her to face him.

Yoongi: Baby, I have a very important meeting. We should leave now.

Vedu: Huh…?

Before I could stop him, he walked out, offering nothing but a fleeting glance toward Hobi, taking her with him and leaving me to grapple with a whirlwind of emotions.

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