In which Jung Hoseok has a disorder called Dependent Personality Disorder that makes him act like a child and cling onto the person taking care of him... Which is Kim Taehyung.
Ayyy. Its BTS_GOT7_STAN and Yoonmin321 again. We are both writing chapter 3. ___________________________
Hobi's P.O.V
This stranger is really nice. He buys me things like eomma and appa does. I wonder where they did they go. The stranger said that they will come and get me soon, but they still haven't come yet. Maybe I should ask the stranger. He told me to call him V but his real name is Taehyung. What a weird name but I like it.
Taehyung's P.O.V
I was looking at all the medical papers that I got from the hospital while smoking a cigarette. Yes, I smoke it because of the stress that the office is doing to me. I even work on my day off. I was about take another puff when I heard a gasp. I looked up and saw Hobi.
"No! Bad V! Cigarettes are bad for you!" He said with a mean face. I chuckled and put out my cigarette.
"What do you want Hobi?" I asked as I put my paperwork down and looked at him.
"I wanted to know if you wanted to play with me." He asked with a big smile on his face.
"I can't right now Hobi. I'm working." I said as I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Pwease." He asked with a pout on his face that I couldn't say no to.
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(Who can't say no to that)
"Fine. Let's go play." I said with a smile on my face. He cheered and ran back into the living room. I chuckled as I got up, walking back to the living room. When I was about to sit down the doorbell rang. I gave Hobi an apologetic look and went to open, the door to only find Kookie. "Hey Kookie. What cha doing here?" I asked as I let him in.
"I wanted to hang out with my boyfriend on his day off." He said as he walked into the living room.
I nodded, "That's fine by me."
That's when I heard Hoseok making a 'hmph' sound.
"Why is he pouting?" Jungkook asked.
All I did was shrug, "I don't know. Hobi, why are you pouting?"
"We were supposed to play!" Hoseok whined.
I chuckled, "Pabo, we can all play. Jungkook can join along."
Hoseok glanced at Jungkook and sighed, "Okay..."
"Play?" Jungkook asked, raising his eyebrow.
I nodded, "Yeah... Hobi, what do you want to play?"
"Hobi? I thought his name was Hoseok." Jungkook stated.
"He likes to be called Hobi." I explained, then looked over to Hoseok.
"I want to play cops and robbers! V and I will be the cops and Kookie is the bad guy!" Hoseok pointed at Jungkook.
"V? Kookie? Did you tell him to call me 'Kookie'?" Jungkook asked, confused.
"No. He may just like it better. And I told him to call me 'V'." I told him, "Anyway, let's play."
It took about half an hour to play the game Hoseok really wanted to play. Once we were done, we sat on the couch... watching cartoons.
I sat in the middle of Jungkook and Hoseok.
Hoseok kept clinging onto me as if I was a pillow, earning himself glares from Jungkook.
"Kookie, calm down okay? He needs someone to lean on right now. That's all." I whispered into Jungkook's ear.
Jungkook nodded, "If you say so, hyung." He then looked at me and kissed me on the cheek.
Hoseok gasped loudly, "What do you think you're doing to V?! Only I can do that!" Hoseok kissed my other cheek.
My eyes widened, "Hobi, you can't kiss me."
Hoseok fluttered his eyes and pouted once again, "Why not? You're nice."
"Because I'm in a relationship and it's just wrong." I scolded, maybe too forcefully because right then, a tear escaped Hoseok's eye.
"I-I'm sorry..." Hoseok let go of me and scooted all the way to the end of the couch, continuing to cry.
"Great going hyung. You made him cry." Jungkook chuckled.
"Don't laugh, I don't like seeing him sad." I patted Hoseok's back, "Cheer up, I didn't mean to hurt you."
Hoseok shook his head, "I miss Eomma and appa! When are they coming back?" Hoseok rose his head, showing Jungkook and I his red puffy eyes from crying.
"Th-they-" I got cut off when my phone rang, "Hello?" I answered it.
"Hello? Is Jung Hoseok there?" A voice said.
"Yes, why?" I asked, knowing it couldn't be Hoseok's dad or anything since he's dead and the voice sounded young.
"My name is Kim Seokjin, but you can call me Jin. My friend, Kim Namjoon and I are friends of Hoseok. We called the hospital to see where he was and they said to call you." Jin said.
"Oh... uh, he's here. But there's something different about him then you probably remember." I told him.
"What is it?" Jin asked.
"He thinks he's five years old. He has dependent personality disorder. I think he got it after the car accident." I explained.
There was silence then Jin finally said, "May we see him? I'd like to see how he really is."
I looked over to Jungkook who was listening to the conversation then to Hoseok who was wiping away his tears, "Alright. Let's meet at the playground in Seoul park."
To be continued~ --- ~ Both of us wrote this chapter~ Please Comment and Vote~
