J-Hope One Shots

His worst nightmare

It all started this morning... 

"Jagiya, wake up~" An overly excited voice chirps in my ear.

"Ani." You mumble turning to the other side of the bed away from this...life-sized child like alarm.

"Jagiya, wake upppp~" He once again calls rolling me back and forth on the bed while you continue to hold onto your blankets securely in a cocoon-like covering around yourself.

"go away." 

"JAGIYA!" This time, he starts hopping on the bed in a child like manner.

"Error, Jagiya not found leave a message at the tone...beep."

"Please wake up, Jagiya~"

"Go. away."

He leans down his face hovering directly in front of my face before I growl out, "Come an inch closer and I will cough directly on your face."

"But why would I care unless you're sick-" He chuckles, but then stops, placing his large hand on my forehead, "Oh you really are sick!"

"Congrats, you figured out the mystery of the century, have a cookie," You scoff before launching into a coughing fit.

"Really?!" He exclaims his eyes lighting up at the possibility of him being able to eat a cookie. "You'd let me have a cookie out of your cookie stash?"

"Ani." 

"Bwoh?!" A completely dumbfounded J-Hope everyone.

-Silence-

"Jagiya?"

-silence-

"JAGIYA, WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

-sniffle, sniffle-

"go away."

"No, after that."

"Go. away." 

"AFTER that!"

"Wanna cookie?"

"OMO, jinja?" He says his eyes lighting up once again.

"Ani."

"Bwoh?"

"Precisely." I say, a smile making its way onto my chapped lips.

"I am so confused right now."

"Ne."

"Will you get up?"

"Ani, I thought we had established this already."

"Fine go to sleep."

-silence-

"...jagiya..? You asleep..?"

-sniffle, sniffle, but other than that complete silence-

"Perfect, now I can have a cookie!" He quietly whisper-shouts to himself before turning around to sneak out the door.

"Ani."

Hoseok freezes, his entire back ridge as he turns his head slightly to look behind him at you laying peacefully on the bed, "....Y/N..?"

-silence-

He completely turns back around quietly making his way back over to you, the bundled up cocoon.

"Must have just imagined it." He whispers leaning over and searching for any signs that you had stirred from your sleep.

But all he saw was you lying bundle up your face not even the slightest bit looking stirred, and clear of all emotion while you continued to sleep. 

"Now...back to those cookies.." He smiles mischievously, getting ready to turn back around to completely trash the downstairs searching for your hidden cookie stash.

But before he could even back even the slightest bit away from the bed, your eyes flash open and you grab him by the shirt collar holding him to your eye level as your eyes hold eye contact with his, a look of complete seriousness now plastered all over your face. "Touch my cookies... and you'll die."

He gulps his eyes still not having broken contact with your steady menacing gaze, "Yes mam, I mean, uh, sir, ahhh..." You let your grasp on his shirt go sending him ungracefully into the floor as he hurriedly scoots across the floor towards his quickest possible exit.

Him still spewing out nonsense as he hurriedly bolts out of the room and down the stairs.

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It having been hours since that all had taken place you make your way downstairs well-rested from your long needed nap just in time to hear the tale end of J-Hope's conversation of the phone.

"I am telling you man, I just went go through with our usual morning routine of me waking her up when suddenly some horror crap happened!"

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Yay. finished...finally. I really want cherry tomatoes, if someone could just show up on my front porch with cherry tomatoes or even just plain, sweet, medium sized tomatoes I would love them forever and ever. Most people when they are sick want junk food or crave chocolate or pasta, me... I want a freaking tomato.

 ... Forever I will feel justified in choosing this username.

anyways~ Love you. Now go away

-ThoseWeirdos (the blanket burrito under your bed)