*Chapter Twelve

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I'm sicK but I'm still writing look how dedicated I am

...Please love me :')

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In the time that Hoseok got to spend with Jungkook, he realized just how in-love he was.

And if asked, he would tell the curious person that he really, really, really fucking loved Jungkook. With an extra really.

And when Hoseok told Jungkook this, the latter was so ecstatic that Hoseok had to hold his hand to keep him from flying away.

Ok. Maybe he didn't have to hold Jungkook's hand. But he wanted to, so he did.

Not only that, but he didn't want to lose Jungkook on the train they were about to board. That'd be bad. Especially since Hoseok hated crowded trains with a burning passion. Too many perverts who liked groping butts. Since both he and Jungkook had butts, it was a possibility that one (or both?) of them would get a hand on their ass at some point during the ride. And someone else touching a person that Hoseok had already claimed would be a really big no-no. But, because it was a really crowded train, they still had to stand and have a bigger chance of being booty-smacked. Hoseok held Jungkook's hand as if they were on a cliff and Jungkook was about to fall. (I'll never let go, Jungkook!)

Hoseok was so focused on making sure that nobody was getting too close to the younger that he didn't really pay attention to his surroundings and ended up with a probably-middle-aged man right behind him, squeezing his butt as if it was the dude's lifeline. Hoseok didn't know what to do; so he just froze. He went quiet. He stopped staring at Jungkook's backside, instead putting his focus on the gray floor. He was internally screaming. He had planned a whole scenario in his head for if this kind of thing ever happened, but now he knew why people don't try and fight back. It's paralyzing and absolutely terrifying.

A stranger was currently squeezing his, Jung Hoseok's, ass.

That's what he thought, at least.

He spared a look behind him, only to see nobody. Just a woman who had both hands on her cellphone.

That's when he turned to his loving boyfriend, who had a shit-eating grin spread across his face.

He was yanked closer to Jungkook with a pull of the younger's hand, Hoseok now pinned to his side.

He cursed under his breath. He almost had a heart attack, and on top of that, his boyfriend was currently giving his booty a nice squeeze. He wanted to do something, but he shamefully had to admit that he kinda liked it. Now that he knew it wasn't some creepy-stranger-perv, he was almost happy that Jungkook was being a cute-not-stranger-perv. Almost.

It was a very awkward ride.

However, as the train came to a squealing halt, Hoseok promptly un-stuck himself from his boyfriends' ribcage and shoved his way off the train. He forced himself to stop blushing, turning away from Jungkook to hide it better.

He hated Jungkook that much more now.

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We all have to admit that Hoseok has a really nice butt though

I'll continue their little adventure in the next chapter haha

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