Hoseok looks at you, a gentle smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he cups your face.
"Jagiya, I love you." He coos as he brings his lips to yours. The sensation makes your entire world light up with fireworks. The warmth of his touch sent a wave of electricity through your entire body. You never wanted to forget this moment.
Hoseok pulls away and suddenly the atmosphere turns dark. His expression is hateful, almost like you were talking to an entirely different person.
"I lied." He tells you. His tone was unfamiliar. It was too low and emotionless to be Hoseoks and you look at him taken aback.
"Quit playing," you say giggling as you hit his arm.
His expression doesn't falter.
"I don't love you, y/n. I never did. You were just a fling to me. I never actually wanted to be with you. Having to watch you read in that dreadful coffee shop day after day, ALWAYS alone. The only reason I struck up a conversation with you was because I felt bad." He rolls his eyes and laughs at your reaction. You shake your head at him, not wanting to believe what he's saying.
"No. That's not true!" You cry. "You told me you loved the book I was reading. That that's what caught your attention."
"PLEASE." He scoffs. "Like I'd be interested in some book that talks about the dreadful love affair between a man and a woman... I. Felt. Pity. For you." He repeats.
"Stop it Hoseok this isn't funny anymore."
"I. Never. Loved you." His tone is now mocking and he takes a step forward.
"STOP IT." You cry. "STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT-"
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"Y/n! WAKE UP."
You jolt upright in bed and bump heads with Taehyung who was leaning over you.
"Ow, TAEHYUNG WHAT THE FUCK." You rub your head and peer at him through one eye.
"I'm sorry, you were just yelling and I didn't know what was going on."
"I was yelling?" You ask. Taehyung nods his head.
"It's 4am I didn't want you to wake your neighbors so I woke you up.
"I don't remember yelling."
"Did you have a nightmare?" Taehyung asks climbing into bed with you. Usually when Taehyung slept over you both sometimes shared a bed. Not in an intimate kind of way but more so like brother and sister. You always had a difficult time sleeping but when Taehyung stayed over you always slept the best, except for tonight.
"I don't remember what I dreamt about but if I was yelling then.. I wouldn't be surprised if it was a nightmare."
"Are you crying?" Taehyung suddenly asks you. He props himself up on an elbow and turns your face towards his.
You were still trying to wake up that you hadn't realized his bare chest was exposed till now.
"TAEHYUNG WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!" You squeal hitting him over the head with your pillow. The sudden attack catches him off guard and he falls off the edge of your bed.
"I'M NOT." He retaliates. He yanks the pillow out of your hands and bops you on the head with it. "I have pajama pants on." He says pointing to his legs.
You try your best to focus on his eyes but his exposed chest is very distracting.
"Can you please put a shirt on?" You ask politely.
He pouts. "It's hot, though." He sways his arms back and fourth hoping his aegyo would change your mind and it does.
"God. Fine. Just don't cuddle with me. You cuddle in your sleep and I think it's weird sometimes." He hops back onto your bed and quickly snuggles up under your covers.
"Ok I won't." He says. You roll onto your side away from Taehyung and fall back asleep.
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There is pounding on your door or your wall or somewhere. Your eyes were still closed, you were still drifting in and out of sleep. You haven't slept through an entire night for a week and a half. You glance behind you and notice Tae still passed out. He was a heavy sleeper and you knew no amount of banging would wake him. You carefully sit up in your bed and stretch. The banging continues and this time you can make out a muffled voice. It sounded like the banging was coming from your apartment door. Whoever it was was not happy.
"Taehyung?" You poke his back but he doesn't move. "Taehyung?" You say again. This time he grunts and rolls over, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you down towards him. You let out a gasp and try to pry his arms away.
"Taehyung someone's at my door and I don't know who it is. Can you answer it?"
He smacks his lips and looks up at you.
"Goodmorning.." he mumbles. His voice was low and gruff. "What time is it?" He asks. You check the clock on your night stand.
"It's almost 2pm-"
"CRAP!" He yells suddenly wide awake. He quickly climbs out of your bed, falling onto his knees when the blanket tangles around his foot. He shakes it off and hops out to the living room.
"What's wrong?" You call after him.
"I'M COMING." He yells.
You get out of bed and walk out of your room confused but before you could ask him what was going on you hear Yoongi.
"DAMNIT TAEHYUNG-AH. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER."
"Why is Yoongi banging on my door?" You ask.
"I accidentally missed practice. I stayed up all night making sure you didn't have nightmares and I ended up dozing off." He slips his shirt over his head and drops his pajama pants. You immediately shield your eyes.
"TAEHYUNG I'M STILL IN THE ROOM."
He laughs. "Sorry." You hear him zip up his pants and you drop your hands. He shoves his shoes on, grabs his keys off your table and heads towards the door.
"I'll be back later!" He says before opening it. You catch a glimpse of a pissed off Yoongi who smiles at you before slugging Taehyung in the shoulder. Tae shuts the door behind him and you listen as their voices fade. Another day alone. You sigh and go back to your room to sleep.
