Bts imagines

Jung Hoseok~ skype

J-hope, the 'p' is silent.
Recommended song of the day: 'The mighty fall' By Fall Out Boy

Your pov
The second I came through the door of my apartment, I ran to mine and my boyfriend's room, getting on my computer and logging onto skype, waiting for Hoseok to get online.

He has been on tour with his band, BTS, for the past 4 months. He's traveling the world, making his dream come true, and I can't help but feel sad.

Don't get me wrong, I'm so happy and proud of him and the boys, they've achieved so much. It's just that I miss my boyfriend.
I miss holding him in my arms at night and waking up with him still by my side.

I try for it not to show when we facetime, skype, or call each other but I know it's affecting him as well.

I sigh and open a new tab, typing for youtube and searching for some good music to listen to.
I find a kpop playlist and click on it.

Taeyang's 'eyes, nose, lips' comes on and i frown, seriously?
I go back to skype and see that Hoseok is still not online so I get up and go to my closet, getting out a more comfortable outfit, pyjama shorts and a tank top.

I lay down on my bed, listening to Taeyang's voice as I wait for J-Hope to call.
A couple of songs go by and Bts' 'Intro: Boy meets Evil' comes on. I smile, looking at my computer as I hear my boyfriend's voice through the speaker.

I don't usually listen to his songs because it gets me quite sad, but today feels different somehow, even though he wasn't calling or texting, I feel happy listening to his voice only.
My mind drifts into another world before I hear something downstairs.

I gasp, quietly getting off the bed and making my way (downtown) to the hall and down the stairs.

It was only 6 o'clock but it was already dark since we were in march, so I couldn't see very clearly.
I didn't want to open a light because there might be an intruder

I hear some shuffling and a loud stumbling noise, then someone cursing.
"Hoseok?!" I exclaim, dropping the baseball bat I had somehow picked up on my way downstairs

"Yeah, Remind me again to move this son of a bitch" he laughs, turning on a light and  pointing to an old rocking chair his grandma gave him.

I run into his arms and snuggle my face deep into his chest, inhaling his musky scent, one that I've missed oh so much the past couple of months,

"I missed you, baby girl" he lets out into my ear and  a tear escapes my eye as I cling onto his shirt.

"I missed you too" i sob and I hear him sniff.
I look up, stuned to see his eyes puffy and red with tears rolling down his cheeks

"Stop looking at me like that" he chuckles and burries his head in my neck

"I'm sorry," i giggle, strocking his hair "it's just weird to see you cry" i smile
"I have feelings too, you know" he mumbles into my shoulder and I laugh, nodding.
"Wanna cuddle?" I ask and he nods

"Yeah, i haven't cuddled in what feels like years, oh and can we have sex?" He smirks, pulling away and I slap his shoulder

"Such a dirty mind for a young guy like you" i tssk and he whines as I walk towards our bedroom

"It's not my fault you look like that!" I hear him yell and I laugh
"Are you coming or what?" I ask and he comes running up the stairs, into our bedroom and tackles me to our bed

"Get ready for the best cuddles you've ever had" he smiles and I chuckle, crawling to the head of the bed, waiting for him to come closer.
He smiles at me and pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his head in the crook of my neck

"Mhh good night baby" he hums
"Good night, hobi" i smile and close my eyes