Infatuated; sope|yoonseok

Night time; lust

( for making you guys wait so long I'll put some actual ship stuff in this one 👌 )
Hobi POV

Once Yoongi finished icing my back we put the ice packs back into the freezer and sat on the couch, my shirt still off. I catch a slight glance of Yoongi staring at my exposed chest. He looked away quickly once he saw I noticed.

"So um, do you want to take a shower, now? Or in the morning.." he asked me

"I'll go take one now."

"Ok.. um, all I really have for a quote on quote dinner is left over spaghetti. Is that ok?"

"Sure." I said flashing him one of my smiles that people seem to call me a 'sun' whenever I do that smile. He blushes.

"Let me show you where the bathroom is."

He walks me to the bathroom and gives me and towel. He also gave me some of his clothes.

"Take as long as you need."

"Ok."

- time skip to after Hoseok's shower brought to you but Sope' new red and blue opposites attract hair -

I dry my hair off with a towel as well as the rest of my body. I put on the clothes that Yoongi gave me. Sweat pants, a t-shirt, which was probably baggy on him, but fit me well. I look at myself in the mirror once more before heading out. Walking into the kitchen to see, Yoongi, sitting on a barstool, he changed from his other clothes to a slightly more casual look. Short with a shirt with cutoff sleeves.

Damn he looked good in cutoffs. He didn't have a long of muscle. Don't get me wrong there as muscle there, but you could tell he didn't try to get fix and exercise every day like most guys at this point, even myself. He sat there eating some spaghetti just heated up.

"Oh hey, um I heated you up some spaghetti."

I look to the plate beside him. There indeed was spaghetti newly heated up probably about 2 to 5 minutes ago. I sat down next to him and started to eat my spaghetti.

He looked over to me.

"Is it good?"

"Yea, it's pretty good!~"

He blushed as I cooed and ate the rest of the spaghetti.

"It's nice to have a quote on quote proper meal without my parents cooking. I can't really cook, so."

"Oh, I mean. I could cook for you."

I look at him, in subtle disbelief of he said. This man, a stunning one at that, just offered to cook for me. Jung Hoseok. Hell yea.

"Are you sure? I don't know if that would be to much to ask for especially since he just meant. I'm not turning down your offer though, I just want to make sure your ok with it."

He looks up to me with a bright smile and says.

"I'd love to!"

There was a slight tear in his eye, he was also kinda red.

"Whoah, are you ok?"

I said as I put my hand up to his face and whipped the tear away. He pushed man hand away.

"Oh I'm fine."

"Ok... if you say so."

We finished up our food.

"Will do the dishes."

"What, no. You're my guest I'll do the dishes."

"No." I said reluctant to let him help me.

"You already did so much for me. You saved me from that guy out side, you've helped me with my bruises and cuts, and made me dinner. I'm doing this dishes."

"Fine then, but I'm helping."

I glare at him as he grabs both our plates and brings them over to the sink. I hurry after him with our cups wanting to make sure he didn't do everything himself. I quickly washed both cups by the time he was finished with one plate. I quickly put them in the cupboard with some other cups so I could get to the last plate before he does. As soon as I close the door to the cupboard, I feel a warmth surround my body. I turn around to see Yoongi with both arms to my head. We just kinda stood there for a while and stared at each other.

Then he put the plate away in the cupboard behind me never breaking eye contact. Then he walks back to the other plate and starts to wash it as well.

I stand there dumbfounded about the event that just happened. Fuck, he was messing with my head. I got so caught up in my thoughts Yoongi already finished washing the other plate and was back in front of me waiting for me to move my sorry ass so he could get the the cabinet. Before I could move out of the way. He does it again.

This arms on either side of me putting the plate away, he doesn't break eye contact either. Once he completely puts the plate away and was starting to move away.

"Ah-fuck." I say as I close the space between us and put my hands up to cup his face and kiss him. He doesn't react at first, which, what was I expecting. I just met him today, did I really expect him to kiss me back.

I break the kiss separating us once more. I look up to him, his face was in shock. I take my hands away from his face and back away into the corner that we were in to give him space.

"I'm, I'm so sorry Yoongi. I just, I. I couldn't take it anymore, I-" I was cut off but Yoongi

"Damn Hoseok, that was about the sexiest think I've seen you do since I've had my eyes on you this morning." He growled as he got closer to my ear

Fuck. Oh fuck. He then put his hands around my waist and started to kiss me. Naturally I wrapped my arms around his neck making the kiss deeper and more intense.

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Sorry about the cliffhanger, I'll post the next chapter tomorrow!!