"Someone help.
Hoseok is being way more touchy than usual. Wherever I go, he follows. If I sit, he'll go right next to me and make sure that he's extra close.
Did I mention that he was making it really hard to breathe? It took everything inside of me to refrain from running away and locking myself in a closet.
I mean, it's already hard enough to make eye contact with him. His eyes are so beautiful. They're sparkly and full of hope.
Everything I'm not.
I may not show it but I always feel so small compared to hyung. He's the golden hyung while I'm the 'dumb blonde' of the group. I honestly don't even know why I got my hopes up.
He won't ever like me back. At least not the way that I like him. He's too good for me-"
"Taehyungie~"
"Jiminie~"
"Why are you in here all by yourself? Don't you want to come with us to eat?"
"No thanks. I'll just warm up some leftovers"
"You sure?"
"Mhm"
"Alright then. Text me if you need anything"
"Will do"
"See you in a few"
"Yeah...
Okay where was I?.. Oh right. I was bashing myself for-"
"I change my mind!"
"Jimin..you should go"
"No. I'm not leaving you here by yourself to mope around. What happened to the joyful, carefree Taehyung we all know?"
"I don't know. Maybe you should try looking for him"
"But-"
"V's entry...
End."
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Don't Tell ➸ Vhope
Fanfiction"Don't tell Hobi." A story in which Taehyung gets a voice recorder and uses it to express his feelings. Highest ranking: #468 in Short Story