Death by Daisies

Chapter 3: Did you call me hobi?

// Y/n's POV //

I used my bawled fists to rub my tired eyes. An empty sigh slipping out my mouth as I heaved myself out of bed. I went through my usual routine. Washing, dressing and leaving my hair down.

I realised my parents were still asleep so I crept across the landing and downstairs. I shoved my complete homework into my bag and slung it over my shoulder before checking on the kitchen. I'd love a full English breakfast right now, but I was too lazy. I grabbed another breakfast bar and skipped off to school.

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Walking through the forest again was as creepy as always. The surroundings being unusually quiet making my body shiver. I tightened my fists around the straps of my bag and trudged on.

"Agh!" I gasped as the back of my leg is kicked causing me to fall onto the ground, "what's wrong with y—" My body froze. This wasn't Hoseok, it was a someone else. He had his hood pulled over his head and black shades, along with a mask.

He jumped down onto me, using his hands to pin my arms down. Somehow, his legs too had pinned mine down. I squirmed beneath him as my eyes watered.

"Help, please!" I screamed using my strength to try throw him off. He shushed me and leant forward.

"Let me do what I have to do!" He growled before pulling down his mask, his lips smashing against mine to shut me up.

'Now would be a good time for someone strong like Hoseok to show up' I thought as I squeezed my eyes shut. I turned my head to one side so I could yell,

"HOBI!" And almost as if the heavens had answered me someone pushed the man off me. I reopened my eyes and stared up at- Hoseok?

"She's mine," Hoseok snarled as he kicked the man, "only I can hurt her, don't make me beat you instead" He have one final kick before staggering back to look at him properly.

The man slowly rises up from the ground, his legs trembling but his face filled with anger. He cocked his head to one side and smirked.

"Oh yeah? Show me what you can do!" He snapped in a challenging manner. Hoseok scoffed and without warning rose his knee into the strangers balls.

"I think that answers your question," Hoseok said in a chill tone as he watched the man groan as he clasped his area, "Run... NOW!" The man didn't need another reminder. He took off into the forest around us.

I waited for the man to leave before pushing myself up. My body still shivering from the incident. I was so thankful Hoseok was there. I found myself suddenly running into Hoseok. My arms wrapped around his waist and I hid my face in his chest for protection.

// Hoseok's POV //

My eyes widened when I felt her arms wrapping around me. Her sniffles as she cried got louder than before. I could feel my shirt dampening from the tears she left behind.

'Stupid girl, just because I saved her doesn't make us friends.' I thought as I frowned down at her. I hadn't had a hug in over two years. It felt... Nice. But this isn't me. I pushed her away from me and glared at her.

"What are you doing?!" I snapped. She suddenly dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around my legs.

"Thank you, Hobi." She croaked as she wept onto my legs. My brow raised and my tongue fails to speak.

'Did she just use my childhood nickname?' I rubbed the back of my neck as I thought to myself. Then I looked back down at her and cocked my head.

"Did you just call me hobi?" I asked with a chuckle escaping my throat. She quickly rose up from the ground and shook her head.