Am I Dreaming?

Chapter 19 ✔️

Somehow we end in a small park nearby, "Jagi, look at that!" Hoseok pointed at the little play ground. He started clapping, and bouncing up and down with excitement. Looking at me for permission like I was his mother. I giggle, and give him the ok sign. He dashes to the jungle gym, climbing it like a hyper little monkey.

I walk over to him. Out of no where, he swings in front of me, hanging upside down from the bridge. Scaring the crap out of me.

His hoody was up and his mask was still covering his face, making him look like a ninja. Luckily, nobody was around. "Look jagiya, I'm Spider-Man," he does the hand signs, and starts making noises as if webs are being shot out of his wrists.

"You idiot, you better be careful."

He ignores my concerned orders and continues playing. I laugh, he is such a child.

I love his personality so much, as cliché as it is, he really does complete me. I'm quiet and shy, he is outgoing and loud. This goofball has helped me open up and express myself in so many ways; I could never imagine my life without him.

I laugh as he continues to play on the jungle gym, "Don't you know how to act your own age, you dork?"

"Dork, huh? Well, it takes one to know one," he shouted back, snickering. I purse my lips, holding back a smile, while my cheeks lightly blush. "You're so lame."

"So," I step closer to him, "if you're Spider-Man, does that make me your Mary-Jane?"

"Well, you do have a knack of getting into trouble," he chuckled. I cock an eyebrow up as our eyes lock and I slowly take off his mask, revealing that sweet smile that I always adored. Leaning in I close the gap between us, reenacting the movie scene.

Our lips brush against each other so lightly. The simple touch sends shivers down my body. He presses harder and tilts his head, deepening the kiss. My head is violently spinning now, and I quickly break it off afraid I might faint.

"The effects this boy has on me!"

Hoseok looks at me concerned, so I give him a comforting smile and quickly press my lips to his once again before I climb up the jungle gym to where he was hanging; if he stayed like that any longer he would probably collapse from all the blood rushing to his head. A wide smile spread across his face when he realized I was coming to join him, and he pulled himself right-side up. We decided to play a small game of hide-n-go seek tag. I was hiding.

There weren't many good hiding spots, so I went into the tower with the big slide.

"Ah-ha!" He found me no problem. I try to make a quick escape down the slide, but he caught my foot and pulled me back, placing me in his lap.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"No, please! I'm too young to die!" I beg with a dramatic, merciful cry between giggles. "Hm..." he looked really conflicted with his decision. "..I...guess I could spare you," he said with a slight pause, and leans closer. "I know where this is going."

"With a kiss."

"Called it." I roll my eyes and lightly kiss him on the cheek.

"That was pitiful," he complained.

"Oh, stop being so picky!" I playfully push his shoulder and climb out of his lap, sitting across from him. Hoseok gave me a playful smirk then suddenly his expression turned serious, and he came closer, smashing his lips onto mine. My body dissolved from his touch and my heart was throbbing, it felt like it was about to explode.

The heat of his mouth and softness of his lips were like nothing I have ever imagined or experienced. I start to slightly tremble out of exhilaration. I've never been kissed like this before, or at least I've never been this excited to be. His mouth started to part my shaking lips; he was so urgent, his tongue slid against my bottom lip asking for permission. It was a bit overwhelming, but I loved it.

I surprised myself with my response, my mind went blank. I open my mouth wider giving him more access, and grab a fist-ful of his hair. Our lips then start to move together perfectly. It was like all of our feelings throughout the years were being forged into this kiss. His arms circle around me while his hand pressed against the lower part of my back trying to bring me closer as if we could merge into one if close enough.

He then left my lips and started attacking my neck. I gasp out of surprise from the foreign feeling and actions, and tilt my head to the side giving him more space. I suddenly felt a sharp pinch on my neck from the tiny bites he was leaving, followed by soft butterfly kisses. He returned back to my lips, kissing them softly and urgently.

We broke apart for air, but it wasn't long before Hoseok attacked my lips again with more kisses. He captured my mouth with his while I was still out of breath; I went extremely light headed and started to feel faint. I softly push his shoulder, and he immediately stopped, both of us were panting heavily from excitement. He stares at me apologetically, "Sorry, "I guess, I got a little too carried away."

"I-it's ok, oppa," I let out a small snicker, still out of breath. I slowly look up at him and we're both suddenly swarmed by laughter.

I start to blush, still in a daze and flabbergasted by my reaction earlier. We sat there for awhile in the playground tower; staying in each other's arms, laughing, kissing—a lot of kissing—enjoying each other's company.

"Maybe we should head back to the others?" I suggest.

"Yeah, you're right," he says softly, capturing me with his eyes. He gently places his hand against my cheek as if holding something delicate, and caresses it lazily with his thumb. He kisses me again, but this was different than before, it was soft and very gentle. He held me there for a few moments, and finally released me.

"Come on, let's get back before the guys get the wrong idea," he chuckled as he thought of the others, and all the childish or inappropriate thoughts and annoying comments they'll probably make when we return. We put our masks on and climb down the jungle gym. He took my hand and we walk back to the arcade.

I soon realize something, and gasp, quickly bringing my hand up to my neck. "What?" Hoseok asked, his voice was full of concern, "What's wrong?"

I feel my face heat up. "There better not be a mark on my neck, Jung Hoseok." I hiss, "If there is, I will kill you." He laughs, giving me a quick wink and smug look.

"Great...."

***

BTS are all gathered by the entrance of the arcade ready to leave, when we returned. Everyone looks happy and pleased with their time at the arcade except one, Jin. V and Jungkook come running up to us, "Yah! Come on, ppali-ppali!" We look at each other puzzled at how excited the youngest members want to leave.

"Hyung is gonna buy us dinner tonight!" Jimin shouts gleefully and skips back to the others. "Daebak!" They all cheer.

"Looks like Jin lost the tournament," I start to chuckle. I go to the glum, oldest member and give him a hug, trying to somewhat cheer him up.

"Gamsahabnida, Jin-oppa!" I said in an overly cheery voice. He gives me the death glare.

"Aish, what ever," he says with a half smile, trying to hold it in. "When it comes to cheering these guys up, I am the master," I silently praise myself. They get so mad and competitive over the simplest things. Then the others soon join me and squish him in a group hug, trying to be funny and cute, "Gamsahabnida, hyung!" They shout in aegyo.

"Oh, shut up," he swats everyone away, and we all pile into the car and head to dinner.