bts oneshots ✓ [completed]

✔Locked | Hoseok

How you managed to land yourself in detention, will forever be above your nonexistant paygrade.

You hum, spinning your ballpoint pen back and forth on the light polished wood of one of the library tables. To say you were bored, would be an understatement.

The door to the library swings open violently, and the last person you expected to have detention; enters the otherwise vacant library; excluding yourself.

"Jagiya!" Hoseok shouts once he notices you, earning a series of glares and hushes. He gives an abrupt 45° bow to the librarian, before speed-walking to where you sat on the far north side of the room.

He sits across from you, carelessly dropping his bookbag onto the carpeted flooring. You smile up at him earnestly, but not without maintaining your confused stare. Why was Jung Hoseok, of all people, your boyfriend, in detention?

"What're you doing here?" You whisper-shout. Hoseok only grins at you, seemingly unfazed by your demand.

"I have Mr. Park's with you, (Y/N). I saw you get detention."

"So you got detention... to be here?"

"Y-up."

"You're adorable, Hobi. But you didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to." Hoseok says, lurching across the table and planting a kiss on your cheek. Even after being in a relationship with him for the majority of your highschool term, he still managed to release a frenzy of butterflies in the pit of your stomach.

×××

Before you knew it, the lights to the library were shut off, followed by the door abruptly shutting. Both you and Hoseok look up, glancing around.

Hoseok pulls out his cellphone, checking the time.

"Um. (Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"It's 7pm."

You shoot up fron your seat, sprinting over to the doors. You try the handles, but they were locked tight.

"Could there be a janitor?"

"All staff goes home at seven, Hoseok! Five, at the earliest."

"Sorry," Hoseok retreats, taken aback by your raised voice. You look at your boyfriend, before pulling him into an apologetic hug. He happily returns it, his joyful demeanor returned and the usually-upbeat boyfriend of yours returning. "Want to try and call someone?"

"My phone is dead." You answer, glaring at the device by your bookbag on the wooden table. "Try yours?" You offer. He nods, pulling out his phone.

"No service."

"In the library?"

"Mianhae, jagiya."

"It's okay, Hobi."

"Well..... since we're stuck here...."

"Jung Hoseok, you horn dog!"

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Really short. Sorry. I just woke up.

(2018) 2017 me should've stepped her excuse game up smh