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My heart was beating so quick I could puke.
The dress with the color of blood was so good in me, Namjoon was right. My chest was exposed as the straps held on to my shoulders. It fell pass my knees to my shins and I just can't wait. My make up was done well.
I was in room 404- Hoseok's room. They all had individual rooms tonight so it's most likely only him seeing me in this form.
I bit my crimson lips and looked down my red shoes. My hair was short to be easily combed and sprayed to look casual.
J-Hope hated red on me. He didn't want anyone seeing me as is. It was intimate and sexual and he only wanted him seeing it on me. Though it's been months since we last saw each other and I was excited in surprising my hobi.
My heart thumped with so much thoughts. What if he didn't like me after this? What if he doesn't love me anymore. We barely called. What if-
"Yeah. I'll just change okay?"
My heart instantly dropped when I heard his voice. He was my hope. We were dating for years and it was painful for us to barely see each other.
The door knob turned as I faced him.
"Y/N?"
I wasn't really satisfied when he looked at me unsurely. He looked at me more with disgust than surprise.
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"Hoseok" I called happily as he replied with the same look. He looked great wearing his usual dancing practice outfit. He smelt of cologne to cover up the stink.
"What..."
"Am I doing here?" I guessed "Are you wearing?" He finished before faux coughing. "Yeah what are you doing here?"
"To surprise you" I shrugged as he approached me. YES THE KISS IVE BEEN WAITING FOR
Rather than putting his hands around my waist, he walked by me to get a drink behind me. "I am more surprise" I muttered.
I faced him. "Yah! Hoseok"
"J-Hope"
No reply to all my calling made me feel rejected and I wanted to sob badly. He turned to me finally just to pass me again. I sniffed.
"Who saw you wearing that?" "Mwo?" "Who saw you wearing that?" He more demanded than asked, gripping my wrist tightly. I badly wanted to sob and just wanting him to kiss me and hug me and love me.
"Nobody. I was wearing a coat" I gestured to see the truth in his eyes. I yanked my hand off of him as he takes another sip of his drink, paying no mind to me.
"Yah!" I called as I watch him focus on something other than me. "I'll just leave then"
I threatened but he waved in hand as approval. I started crying silently, taking my bag with me before walking to the door.
"Wait"
Is he finally going to apologize?
"Wear this over that. You look hideous"
My tears were uncontrollable now. He threw the coat back as I left that room with my heart broke. I dialed Namjoon's number in retreat.
