Fat •Jihope•

XXIII

{A/N: Sorry for being gone for two week. Semi long chapter to make it up :))) also thank you for 6k reads <3 }

Knock knock knock

Jimin stared at his door blankly. He knew who it was, he heard everything that happened when he left his room to go to the bathroom. He never actually went to the bathroom, but instead ran back to his room and waited. Jimin shifted on his bed and pretended he didn't know that Hoseok was at the door.

"I don't really wanna talk right now Namjoon hyung."

It was quiet on the other side of the door.

"It's...it's not Namjoon."

Jimin didn't know what to say next. He knew it was him but he didn't think that he would actually talk to him. Why would he want to talk to him? He's the one who did this.

"What do you want?"

His words came out more bitter than he expected them to be. Hoseok winced slightly at his words. He never thought Jimin would speak to him like that.

"Jimin...can we just talk please?"

Jimin took a deep breath. Getting off his bed and shuffling to the door. Grabbing the door and turning door knob. As he opened the door he was suddenly tackled on a hug.

Hoseok engulfed Jimin into a tight hug. Maybe a bit too tight because Jimin felt like his bones were being crushed.

"Your c-crushing me."

Hoseok quickly stopped hugging Jimin. Placing his hands on his shoulders to make sure that he was okay.

"Oh sorry, I just...I-"

He sighed. Jimin didn't know whether to be happy that Hoseok hugged him with such excitement or to mad at him. He took a small step back, leaving more space between them.

"What do you want to talk about?"

He asked as if he wasn't effect by the events that happened a week ago, even though he very much was.

"I want to talk about what happened that night..."

Jimin gulped silently. Hoping that he wouldn't have to hear the words he knew Hoseok was going to say. That he never meant to kiss him. It was all a accident. He didn't feel like that towards him.

"I..I don't feel like there's anything to talk about."

Jimin looked down at his feet. Knowing there was so much he wanted to talk about. To yell at him for making him feel this way. Hoseok gently grabbed Jimin's arm.

"Jimin, listen pl-"

"No you listen!!"

Jimin snapped his head up. Pushing Hoseok's arm away. Looking straight into Hoseok's eyes, but not in the loving way he used to look at him.

"Do you know much has been going through my mind since that day?! How many questions I had?! Did you even mean to kiss me or was it just because of the moment?! I..I...I don't know how to feel about this...is this just going to ruin the friendship we had because I can never look at you the same! Tell me please!"

Tears overwhelmed his eyes. Hoseok stood there with his mouth slightly open at Jimin's words, not knowing how to respond to him. He wanted to tell him that he wanted Jimin, wanted to hold him and make sure he was alright all the time. Be there to dry his tears and kiss him...but..

"I love you Hoseokie, see you tomorrow."

Sehun placed a kiss on sixteen year old Hoseok's cheek. A small blush creeping on the Hoseok's face. He looked behind him, his house stood there with no movement. He turned back to Sehun with a smile.

"I love you too."

He hugged him before waving him goodbye as he trotted to the front door of his house. He opened the door walking in, letting out a happy sigh. Placing his bag down he turned back to him his mother standing there with her arms crossed. He jumped slightly at her presence, he didn't notice her there before.

"Hoseok what do you think you were doing?"

I stood frozen, her glare making him feel small. If she said that..she must have seen what happened outside. Shit.

"I-It was nothing."

He could feel beads of sweat form on his forehead. The tension in the room was thick and he felt like he was going to puke.

"It wasn't just nothing, I saw that boy...kiss you."

She grimaced at the thought. Uncrossing her arms and taking a step closer to Hoseok.

"N-no! It..it wasn't like that."

Hoseok tried to save himself but luck was not on his side this day. He felt scared as she walked closer to him.

"It wasn't like that? Then what was it like, huh? Why did that boy kiss you?!"

"Because he loves me and I love him!"

Hoseok's head jerked to the side. His cheek burning from the slap he just received from his own mother. He felt tears overwhelming his eyes.

"I will not have a son of mine say such things like that!!"

Her face was red from anger. Hoseok placed his hand on his cheek. The stinging still there. He looked up at her. He knew his mother was going to be against this but he didn't think this would happen.

"If I EVER see you with that boy again consider yourself out of this family and out of this house!!"

Hoseok clenched his fist, looking at the ground as tears fell from his eyes.

"I am your mother, I know what is best for you. I will always be here for you! Not anyone else! And definitely not a boy! So it's either some boy out there or me! Your mother that raised you! I hope you choose wisely."

"Y-yes mother.."

She stormed off into the kitchen, leaving Hoseok standing there. He ran to his room. Slamming the door behind him. He gripped his hair, ugly sobs escaping his lips. She was right. She's always right....

"I can't like you Jimin..."

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