Y/n POV
As Hoseok's lips whispered "I want you, so badly," my heart skipped a beat. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in this moment of raw longing.
I felt the rush of heat spreading through my cheeks, my pulse racing with excitement. No one had ever looked at me with such intensity, such desire.
"Hoseok," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
His eyes burned with emotion, his gaze holding mine captive. I felt like I was drowning in their depths, unable to look away.
Without another word, Hoseok's lips met mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was gentle yet urgent, a tender exploration that left me breathless.
As we broke apart, gasping for air, I searched his face. His eyes still smoldered with desire, but I saw something more – vulnerability, uncertainty.
"What's wrong?" I asked, my voice soft.
Hoseok's smile faltered, and for a moment, I thought he'd reveal his secrets. But he hesitated, his gaze dropping.
"Nothing," he whispered, pulling me close. "Just...I don't want to lose you."
My heart swelled, and I wrapped my arms around him.
"You won't," I promised, my lips brushing his ear. "I'm here for you, Hoseok."
But as we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, I sensed the unspoken words between us. Secrets Hoseok kept hidden, fears he couldn't voice.
I tightened my hold, determination coursing through me.
I'll uncover the truth, I vowed silently. And when I do, I'll be ready to face whatever comes next.
For now, I savored the warmth of his embrace, the beat of his heart against mine.
Little did I know, our love was about to navigate treacherous waters, testing the strength of our bond and the depths of our trust.
Hoseok's lips crashed against mine once more, the urgency in his kiss leaving me breathless.
"Let me make love to you," he whispered, his voice husky.
My face flushed, but I nodded, my heart racing.
Without another word, Hoseok pulled out his phone and dialed Jungkook's number.
"Hey, can you go to Taehyung's place tonight?" he asked, his voice low.
I listened, intrigued.
"I've got some important work pending, and Y/n is helping me. We'll be busy...and need privacy."
Jungkook's laughter echoed through the phone, followed by a brief conversation.
"Thanks, buddy," Hoseok said, hanging up.
His gaze locked onto mine, lustful and intense.
"Let's go," he whispered, his voice dripping with anticipation. "The night is long, and it's going to be passionate."
My pulse skipped a beat.
Hoseok took my hand, leading me to his apartment.
The air was electric, charged with promise.
As we stepped inside, Hoseok's eyes never left mine.
"Tonight," he whispered, "we'll forget everything else."
And with that, he swept me into his arms, his lips claiming mine once more.
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Faking It..... A J.HS FF
Fanfiction"Y/N and Hoseok, two high school students, denied the undeniable spark between them. Their unexpected encounter ignited a connection, but they refused to acknowledge it. As they navigated their lives, circumstances continually pushed them apart. Yet...
