Kissing the Devil

Chapter 7

I woke up to the sound of the bed moving. I groaned and turned over so I could block any further noise. "Please, shut up. I'm so tired and everything feels painful," I whined.

"I produce that effect don't I," Hoseok smirked. Egotistical hoe. Hoseok and I had been at it for just a couple days. It's just a release of stress, nothing else. I mean living with the most powerful gang makes life so complicated.

"Shut up," I grumbled. After a short period of silence, I asked "are the others coming today." I was curious about the other 4 people that was in BigHit. The one I was most willing to learn about was Namjoon. He decided my fate, my life is literally in his hands. Was I scared of him? Hell yes, who wouldn't be. Death will probably be the last alternative though, Yeri loves me too much for Namjoon to kill me.

"Yes. However there coming late at night so you'll have one more day to live," Hoseok smirked dangerously. Honestly with the days I've been living with him, I wasn't fazed with his threatening responses so I rolled my eyes instead.

I got up out of bed and pushed my way past him, hearing curses as I reached the bathroom. I hurried and got dressed in my usual choice of a plain tee and jeans. In about 15 minutes of freshening up, I left the room and made my way to the living room. Unfortunately, I entered into Jungkooks Overwatch game where he was yelling pretty loudly at.

"Oh shit! I got it. I got it. NOOOOO," Jungkook screamed. Guessing that he lost, I gave him a sympathetic smile. He returned it with a grunt.

"He's been paying more attention to the game, than he is too me," Yeri complained. I gave her a sympathetic smile as well.

"Shut up Yeri," Jungkook snapped. Yeri rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at his head. Deciding not to be a part of their shenanigans, I joined Hoseok at the table.

"So how'd you sleep," I said in lame attempt to strike up a conversation.

"I was with you princess or did you forget," he replied cooly.

My cheeks started to burn up in embarrassment. I really wanted a friend relationship with him. I mean we are "people with benefits" not "friends with benefits." It would be sweet to get to know him pass the bad guy facade.

"Ok then. Well how's your breakfast," I said to get his attention again.

"Look Sooyoung, I don't want to be friends. I'm cool with fucking but don't push it. Your like every other girl that I've had something with, not important. If you can't handle a simple thing as this, then we should end it. Whatever you thought it was," Hoseok said rudely.

I was angry. More than angry, I was furious. He had no right to treat me so lowly. "Look Hoseok, I get that you despise me. But why? I'm so confused! You think that you know everything about me. You don't and never will!"

"I hate you because you'll end up doing what everyone else did."

"I'm not everyone else."

"No your not but you have the same instinct as everyone else. When it comes down to it you choose yourself over others. Don't deny it, we're only human after all." Hoseok got up and left me to think over the words he just said. Who hurt him this badly?

"Hoseok, who hurt you?"

"Life, Sooyoung, Life." With that note he exited the kitchen.

"Wow that was deep," Jimin said out of nowhere. I jumped at his voice.

"You were spying on us!?"

"No. I wasn't it. I was peacefully eating my lucky charms and I heard yelling so naturally I listed."