RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 84: A DAY OFF

The night outside was quiet,
and in the stillness of the car,
Yoongi made a silent promise.
He would stay by Hoseok's side,
through every broken moment,
every tear,
every doubt.
He would never let him feel alone again.
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...my omega...

"Ah, C'mon! Can't something be done? I can't remain here all day. I've got things to do!"

"Sorry gi, it's gonna be a no this time." Namjoon clarified from the other end. "The weather is really bad. You'll be risking yours and Hoseok's life if you decide to fly tomorrow... even if it's a private jet." He added.

Yoongi was on a phone call with Namjoon after driving them to one of his penthouse in Korea. He'd lay a sleeping Hoseok to bed, but the omega hadn't let go of him since he'd cried to sleep. He was being super clingy, and Yoongi ad no reason to complain..

So here they both lay, with Hoseok snuggled to his side, fast asleep, and Yoongi fully awake, on the phone.

"... you can just view this as a one day vacation. You've been working hard a lot lately" Namjoon went on, "plus you have your omega there with you, you could have as much fun as you want." He completed with a teasing tone, ending the call before Yoongi could curse him out.

"Idiot." Yoongi muttered, an unconscious smile on his face as he turned his attention to the sleeping omega beside him.

"My omega." He repeated Namjoon's words, his smile growing wider at the thought of addressing the omega as his.

They weren't official yet... maybe through contract, and Yoongi had made a decision to change that after the entire feud. He was going to make their relationship real.

The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the city outside and the rhythmic sound of Hoseok's breathing. Yoongi felt a deep sense of responsibility and love as he looked at the man who had so much pain and hurt but was now finding some semblance of peace in his arms. Yoongi gently brushed a strand of hair away from Hoseok's forehead, his touch tender and full of unspoken reassurance.

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Yoongi woke up the next morning to find Hoseok sitting next to him, damp hair fallen over his shoulder, gaze concentrated on the alpha's arm, fingers tracing the tattoos drawn on it.

"Why are there so many A's?"

"Stands for August."

Hoseok jumped, not expecting to get an answer from the alpha. "You were awake?!"

Yoongi smiled sitting up. "No I just woke up. What about you? How long have you been up?" He asked, getting up on his feet.

"Umm.." Hoseok blinked a few times, averting his gaze everywhere else but on the alpha's bare back. "S- since." He stammered, not finding the correct word to use.

"I see." Yoongi chuckled lightly, picking up a cigarette pack he'd left discarded at the bed side.

Hoseok's face scrunched. "You're not going to take that, are you."

Yoongi's brow raised, turning to the omega. "Why not? This is my morning coffee."

"No that's cancer infliction. You're roasting your lungs." Hoseok corrected, his tone holding a hint of sass and irritation.

Yoongi chuckled again, turning towards the washroom. "Call it whatever thing you want." He said, removing a stick before placing the pack back on the table.

He made his way into the washroom, leaving the omega still glaring at his back.

Not like Hoseok had anyone close to him, besides Yoongi that smoked, he just despised the substance so much. He hated it's smell and every other thing related to it.

His eyes shifted to the pack of cigarette, narrowed gaze glaring at it. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. He glanced at the bathroom door, making sure Yoongi wasn't looking, and then quickly grabbed the remaining cigarettes from the pack.

With a determined smile, Hoseok marched over to the small bottle of water on the bedside table. He unscrewed the cap, wetting his fingers before flicking the water onto the cigarette Yoongi had left behind. Hoseok watched in satisfaction as the paper soaked up the water, turning soft and unusable. He even wet the rest of the cigarettes in the pack for good measure, smirking as he placed them back exactly where Yoongi had left them.

"That should do it," he muttered to himself, feeling victorious.

A few minutes later, Yoongi returned from the bathroom, his damp hair tousled and falling over his forehead. He reached for the cigarette on the table, not yet noticing anything amiss. As he lifted it to his mouth, he paused, frowning as the soggy paper crumbled slightly between his fingers.

"What the—" Yoongi blinked in confusion, inspecting the cigarette. He quickly grabbed the pack and opened it, only to find the rest of his cigarettes just as ruined. "Really?"

He turned slowly, his eyes narrowing suspiciously at Hoseok, who was sitting on the bed with an innocent expression that wasn't fooling anyone.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Hoseok gave a mischievous grin, shrugging his shoulders. "You should be thanking me, I saved your life for the third time."

Yoongi let out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head. "I see how it is."

He approached the bed, and Hoseok knew to get up before the alpha could reach him.

Scrambling to his feet, he bolted towards the door, with Yoongi charging after him

Hoseok's playful laughter filled the air as both male ran through the hallway, until Yoongi caught him by the waist, pushing him against the wall.

"You don't think you can mess with me and go Scott free, do you?" He gruffed, leaning in to place a peck on the omega's lips. Except that it wasn't just a peck. His lips lingered on the omega's, tongue grazing over his slightly parted lips, seeming to be asking for permission, which Hoseok gave in to without hesitation.

His arms snaked around the alpha's neck, still pressed to the wall by the alpha's body. Yoongi deepened the kiss, his hands tightening around Hoseok's waist as the omega melted into his embrace. Hoseok's fingers tangled in Yoongi's damp hair, pulling him closer, the playful chase forgotten as the heat between them intensified.

For a moment, the world outside faded away. The tension they had been carrying for so long dissolved in the tenderness of the kiss, in the way their bodies fit so perfectly together. Hoseok's heartbeat quickened, and Yoongi could feel it, his own heart syncing with the rhythm...
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