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BTS- Attitude P2

Hoseok's and Jimin's didn't really end happily so HEEEEEYY Let's make it so shaaalll weeee yes.

HOSEOK P2-

It was beyond dark now. You had sat in your car for at least 20 minutes once you reached home, wiping at your annoyingly never ending tears. It's been a hell of a long time since you've cried like this. And the worse part, it was because you were mad at yourself.

He didn't deserve you acting out like you did, he works so hard, and even though he has little to no time, he uses the time he does have to be with you, even though you know he was missing out on much needed rest.

You were so ungrateful. You didn't deserve someone has perfect as him.

You finally dragged yourself out of the car, forcing your feet up to the door. He needed to focus on his career, and you were doing nothing but preventing that. It would be good for him to not have to deal with you for a while.

You managed to get what you could into a bag and slung it over your shoulder, sweeping the back of your hand over your eyes once more before turning off the light to you room and closing the door.

You reached your hand out for front door but found it opening without you even touching it. You looked up wide eyed to find a very out of breath Hoseok, propping himself up using the door frame.

"Ho-Hoseok..." You breathed.

His eyes darted to the bag on your shoulders, sucking in through his teeth as he shoved himself inside, pushing you back in the process. He slammed the door shut, pointing to the bag.

"Put that down." He growled.

You swallowed, startled at his demanding voice. Your bottom lip trembled, but you stood your ground. "No."

Hoseok tilted his head in surprise. "No?"

Your hands clenched down hard onto the straps of the bag. "You've been so busy." You could barely hear your own voice. "I'm doing nothing but making it harder for you. Once your promotions are done i'll come back."

Hoseok stood frozen for a few seconds. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

You took a step back at his language. He barely spoke like that with his members, much less in front of you. He met your movement with a step forward, almost scaring you slightly.

"Put.The bag. Down." His eyes bore into yours intensely.

Your teeth chattered as you moved slowly, sliding the bag off your shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. Hoseok didn't take his gaze off of you as you cowered under him. Not once in the many years that you've known him has he scared you as much as he was right now.

"Hoseok-" You tried to reason with him, but he interrupted you by wrapping his arms tightly around you, forcing you into his chest.

You blinked, unable to move or do anything against him. Your throat began to stiffen once again as you felt your eyes water.

"Don't ever scare me like that again." He mumbled into your hair.

"Scare you?" You managed. "I'm the one scaring you?"

He pulled back just enough to look at you, just now noticing how much you were trembling. His eyes softened immediately and he fell to his knees, his grip on you forcing you to sit on the couch.

"God, baby i'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." His hands rubbing at your sides soothingly. "Honestly i'm sorry, I didn't think-" He stopped himself. "Y/N I shouldn't have talked to you like that. In no way did I ever intend for you to feel like you should leave, I never wanted that."