BTS Oneshots

Far Away

{Hoseok x reader}
{angst, fluff}
{words: 1387}

"i'll be home tomorrow babe."

"im sorry, our tour got extended only two more weeks."

"they want us to go to malaysia now, one more month we can do it."

"my flight got delayed, i'll see you tomorrow."

your fingers clenched tightly onto your phone as you read the most recent message. you hadn't seen hoseok in months, and fuck you missed him. the big house was dark and cold without him and his 6 best friends who often visited.
mickey jumped up onto the couch next to you and nudged your hand with it's head. your heart tightened at the sight of the dog, reminding you so much of hoseok.
"daddy will be home soon, cutie, don't worry," you cooed to the puppy as you scratched behind his ear.
you pulled the blanket on the couch over your body and snuggled closer to mickey as the dim light from the tv was the only thing lighting up the room. you couldn't even sleep in your own bed anymore, it being far too big without hoseok to cuddle close to and keep you warm. your phone was still clutched tightly in your hand, hoping for hoseok's flight to miraculously leave at this moment instead of the next morning. a tear dripped down your cheek as you shoved your face into the couch and sobbed.
crying about this was stupid, you knew that. it was his job, and you had to be supportive, but sometimes you wondered if you could do it. maybe it would be better if you left? just as you were about to get up off the couch, you got a text message

1:34 am
he misses you too, y'know
earlier when you had been feeling down, you had texted yoongi in confidence about your feelings. you knew he would understand, he was one of your closest friends after all.

1:35 am
i know yoongi, i just don't know if i can do this anymore. it hurts too much

1:35 am
don't leave him y/n, he'd be so fucking heartbroken. he needs you.

1:36 am
i need him too yoongi. thank you for being such a good friend.

1:38
don't thank me, brat. i care about my friends.

feeling slightly better, you turned off your phone and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch. you couldn't wait to see him tomorrow.
morning came and the sun was shining through the blinds to rouse you from your sleep. groaning, you pulled the blanket over your head and reached your hand out to grab your phone from the table.
25 missed calls
73 text messages
your heart jumped as you saw the number on your screen. quickly, you opened your phone to check the voicemails.

3:45 am
hey y/n! it's taehyung, um, i have news. so... you know how we were supposed to be back today? well, the company decided that we were gonna make a pit stop before our connecting flight home. we're gonna be in japan for awhile, three weeks maybe? please don't be angry... it's no ones fault. we all miss you. love you.

you didn't need to read anymore, you knew enough. throwing the blanket off the couch, you ran to the bedroom to grab your duffel bag while trying to hold in your sobs. you were done. quickly packing some of your necessities, you packed mickey's things and piled all the stuff into the car. you drove for about an hour, dropping mickey off at hoseok's parents house, telling them that you were going to visit a friend and couldn't look after the dog, which they happily agreed to do.
the drive to busan took awhile, but it gave you plenty of time to think. you had called your friend a few hours ago and asked if you could stay with her while you took some time away from home. albeit worried, she agreed to let you stay.

-3 weeks-

three weeks had passed, and you had definitely been feeling a lot better. you were missing human interaction, being cooped up in that house all alone was killing you. when you had arrived at your friends three weeks ago, you had texted yoongi telling him that you needed to get away before turning off your phone. the time you desperately needed has now passed and you knew you had to go home to see the boys, your boys, your family.
you piled all of your things into the car and drove back home, but not before thanking your friend immensely.
a few hours later you had pulled into the driveway and saw jin and yoongi sitting out front, seeming deep in conversation.
"yoongi!" you greeted happily as you jumped out of the car and ran towards the two boys.
yoongi stopped you before you could hug him, "Y/N! what the fuck is wrong with you?" yoongi yelled.
you stopped about a foot in front of him confused, "huh?"
"where the fuck did you go?! we thought you could have been dead! you haven't contacted us in weeks! what the hell?" yoongi was fuming and you knew you fucked up.
"i told you i went to my friends house, i needed some time away."
"yeah but that doesn't fucking mean you shut off your phone and ignore us for weeks! hoseok is a wreck!" yoongi scolded before huffing and pulling you into a hug, "thank god you're okay."
you hadn't realized that your silence had affected them so much, "where's hoseok?"
"on the couch, maybe sleeping, he looks like shit."
your feet quickly brought you to the front door and you walked inside, shutting the door behind you. the house was silent, it was never silent, especially with the maknae line running around. namjoon was sitting on the couch facing the door and he quickly looked up at you with narrowed eyes, shit.
"where the fuck were you?" he asked menacingly but he shook his head and beckoned you forward, "i'm sure you already got this talk from yoongi outside, but dammit y/n we missed you." he hugged you tight before pointing to the couch on the other side of the living room. hoseok was fast asleep on the couch, holding your favorite stuffed animal he had bought for you a couple years ago when you had first gotten together.
you quietly walked over to the couch and sat down in front of it, your hand slowly pushed back the hair in front of hoseok's eyes and you suddenly understood why everyone was so upset. hoseok looked horrible, pale skin and horrid dark circles under his eyes.
"he hasn't slept well since we got home, he thinks you left him. even though we tried to tell him you were just visiting your friend, he feels like it was his fault," you heard namjoon say from behind you.
your heart felt heavy and you leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on hoseok's forehead, "baby? hobi?" you spoke softly hoping to rouse him from his sleep.
he groaned lowly before opening his eyes slightly, at the sight in front of him he was sitting up on the couch in the matter of a second, "y/n?!" his face crumpled in pain as he sobbed and pulled you into his chest.
the force from his sobs made your body convulse along with his and you felt like absolute shit, "i'm so sorry hobi i-," he cut you off by planting a kiss on your lips.
"i-it's not your fault, i'm a shitty boyfriend," he said, "i knew you were lonely and i feel so bad for leaving you here all alone, god i'm so horrible."
"shh hobi, it's okay," you comforted him as you held him close and ran your fingers through his hair, "i just needed some time away, i'm sorry for worrying all of you." you said the last part looking at the rest of the boys who had gathered behind the two of you. "come here," you said inviting all the boys into a hug.
within seconds 7 pairs of arms were squishing you close together and you could hardly breathe, but this was your family, and you were happy.