Faking It..... A J.HS FF

𝑊𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙...

Hoseok POV

As I wrapped my arms around Y/n, feeling her warmth and gentle laughter, I knew this was where I belonged. Our friendship was a sanctuary, a place where we could be ourselves without judgment.

But my feelings for her ran deeper.

I loved her.

Yet, I knew she needed time.

So, we decided to take things slow, to be friends for now.

Let Y/n decide, in her own time, if she wanted something more.

Or if our bond would remain a beautiful friendship.

For now, I was content with this.

As Taehyung's antics stirred up chaos, Y/n's anger was adorable but also worrying.

"Easy, Y/n," I whispered, trying to calm her.

But she was beyond reason.

"COME HERE, YOU DAMN IDIOT! STUPID MORON! FUCKWIT! ASSHOLE!" she shouted at Taehyung.

I winced.

Y/n's curses were legendary.

Taehyung cowered, apologizing profusely.

I exchanged amused glances with Jimin and Yoongi.

Jungkook intervened, concern etched on his face.

"How can you do this to my boyfriend?" he asked.

Y/n glared.

"Shut up, Kook. He needs to learn."

Jungkook's eyes dropped.

I smiled inwardly.

Y/n's ferocity was impressive.

As Y/n handed Taehyung the phone, Jin's voice echoed through.

"First, preheat the oven to 375 degrees."

Taehyung nodded, listening intently.

I leaned back, observing.

This should be interesting.

Y/n's satisfaction was palpable.

Justice was served.

But I knew Taehyung wouldn't give up easily.

This was just the beginning.

I'd ensure Y/n stayed calm.

And Taehyung... well, he'd learn.

To cook, and to beware of Y/n's wrath.

As I watched Taehyung nervously follow Jin's instructions, I couldn't help but chuckle.

This was going to be a long night.

But with Y/n by my side, I was ready for whatever came next.

"Need help, Taehyung?" I called out, teasing.

Taehyung shot me a mock-glare.

"No, thanks. I've got this."

Y/n snorted.

"Yeah, right."

I grinned.

This was going to be fun.

And maybe, just maybe, one day Y/n would see me in a different light.

Until then, I'd cherish our friendship.

And patiently wait.

For the possibility of something more.

As the evening unfolded, Taehyung's cooking attempts turned into a comedy show. Y/n and I exchanged amused glances, our laughter intertwining.