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(BTS) J-Hope (Hoseok)//I'm Sorry

"Why! I'd rather be stuck with anyone rather than him!" I slammed my head into my pillow and let out a frustrated sob. I had just started art school at Mina University,one of the most successful schools in performance and arts, and I had been stuck with one of the most arrogant jerks on campus, Jung Hoseok or J-Hope as most of the girls called him. J-Hope attended my high school last year, and we dated for a few months until I caught him trying to hook up with some teacher for better grades. Desperate, right? I wanted to die of frustration right then and there when I heard a knock followed by the ting of keys in the lock of the dorm room. I refused to move a muscle as I already knew who it was: Jung Hoseok, my ex.

"Hello?" his voice still dumb and stupid as ever.

"What do you want? Go away," I mumbled into the pillow, loud enough for him to hear.

"Y/N?" he questioned. His voice sounded surprised but was soon replaced with his normal player voice. "What's up babe? It's been long eh?"

I wasn't surprised by his comment, but I did question whether I was on drugs when I fell in 'love' with him,"Go away," I mumbled coherent enough for him to hear.

"No can do Y/N-bear; as you can see by my luggage, I'm your roommate for this school ye-.."

"I don't care. Go Away. Go room with your other fuck-boy friends," I told him. I dealt with his shit last year. I'm definitely not dealing with it this year.

"Aww~ Is my little baby still upset about me playing with an older woman...instead of her?" he cooed as if he were talking to a 5-Year old. "Well guess what? I..Don't...Care. Yes, I used you, and now I'm your roommate. Deal with it."

I cringed at his words. No way in hell was I going to force myself to listen to his bull; I stood up, and walked out of the dorm.

The campus had a really nice autumn breeze as I roamed around. Maybe I can try to make friends and see if I could move with them. God, I really hate the fact that I refused to make much friends in high school. I can't believe I had to be placed with him. I could've been okay with anyone...ANYONE but him. I sat at the edge of the fountain as I admired the nature surrounding the campus. I then did something I hadn't done since we broke up: sing. I'm not one for cliché stories where the protagonist breaks out into some musical number. I sang because I wanted to, and it was the only thing that my mom had left me before she passed.

I hadn't even realized the tears brimming down my face as I took a breath after breath continuing the melody that my mom and I once shared on her death bed, a melody I shared my Hoseok as we cuddled on the couch on a cold winter night..where everything seemed so real yet too good to be true.

I stopped singing after realizing how much crying I had done. I stood up brushing off any fallen tears from my face and uniform and headed back to the dorm.

As I reached the door that was identical with every other door in the hallway, I fished my pockets for my keys but nothing was there. 'God no please don't let me forget' I swear the world is against me. I slid down on the wall, contemplating what I should do now that I'm locked out. 'I could call Chen and ask him to pick me up, so I could stay at his until a new key comes in...or I could wait until Hoseok leaves and barge my way in there....or--wait no..I can't; I really don't want to, but it seems like the easiest thing to do' I sighed as I stood up, wrapping my hand into a fist. 'All I have to do is ask him to open the door, right?'

Knock Knock
I silently prayed that he wouldn't be there, so I could ask Chen to pick me up, but his face soon appeared in the doorway.

"Oh why hello there Miss; is there something I can help you with?" he asked, attempting to sound innocent.

"I forgot my keys so if you could let me in-.." I tried to finish, but he cut me off.

"Not until you answer a question," he smirked, and I swore I had never wanted to strangle anyone as much as him right now.

"Fine," I said, annoyed. "What question?"

His grin grew wider at my lack of fight, but soon returned into a serious, straight line,"Why do you hate me?"

I scoffed at the fact that he couldn't put two and two together,"Because you're an arrogant dick who likes to play every other girl's heart and then leave them in the cold when you're done with them," I snapped fiercely.

"Ohh fiesty," Hoseok grinned. I pushed myself past him, but he grabbed ahold of my arm. "Look Y/N, I'm sorry..."

I rolled my eyes and broke free walking to my desk on my side of the room,"Like hell you are," I scoffed.

"I-I really am, and I want to start over..as friends," he explained. I couldn't believe his words; after all he had done to me, he wants to reconcile as friends? I'd never be friends with a douche like him.

I ignored his offer as I stood up to set up my keyboard. He sighed and went to sit on his bed and watch Netflix on his phone. I grabbed my headphones, and plugged them into the keyboard. I started practicing simple scales with my voice when a tap on the shoulder interrupted me. "Yah, you're doing the B-flat scale wrong," his stated blankly.

" 'Kay whatever..thanks, I guess.." I mumbled. I continued to do scales until I completed all the major scales. There was an awkward silence filling the room as soon as I stopped and I tried to muster up any social skill I had in high school to lessen the tension. I immediately resorted to questions.
"Hey Hoseok," I called.

"Ne?" he replied.

"Let's play 20 questions," I stated. He seemed to be surprised by my request, but joined in anyways.

We started asking questions, and I was surprised to find out things about him that I hadn't known even known when we were together.

My thoughts were interrupted soon by Hoseok,"Hey Y/N?" he asked.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Why can't we be friends or even something better?" he asked.

"Because I can't trust you anymore," I replied emotionless. For if I were to show any emotion, I would crack right there. He sighed and got up.

I was soon submerged in warmth that I was oh-so familiar with. It felt so nice to be wrapped in his arms again although it still hurt. "I-I don't want to get hurt again.."I fumbled with my words.

"Please..Will you just give me a chance..a chance to prove how sorry I am.."his voice cracked as I felt warm tears on my back.

"I don't know, Hoseok. I don't know," tears threatening to fall.

"Just promise me"

"...Okay, I promise."

We fell asleep cuddling on a cool autumn night.