Chapter 44: Where are we going?

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"So get off me now!" I yelled playfully.

"Okay, sorry" he said with a smile.

He sits up, and I do the same, "Do we have anything planned for today? Or is it a free day today?" I asked.

"Hm, I'm not sure." He shrugged.

Then Tae walks in, "Morning. Y/n, may I ask what you dreamt about? You seemed pretty releaved once it was over."

"Dream?" Hoseok turned his head to me.

"O-oh that? Just some nightmare." I lied.

"Is it because my leg wrapped around you? Do you need space?" Tae suggested sitting next to me.

"What! He puts his leg around you! Aish!" Hoseok snapped suddenly rising up and grabbing Tae's collar

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"What! He puts his leg around you! Aish!" Hoseok snapped suddenly rising up and grabbing Tae's collar.

"Woah woah! Easy there Hoseok!" Tae said putting his hands in the air.

"Why did you do that?!" He yelled.

"It's just comfy.." he admitted with a frown.

" he admitted with a frown

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"Hoseok, it's fine." I said through my sigh.

"Don't tell me to stop! He's the one harassing you!" Hoseok shouted back at me.

"Hobi.. I told you. He's just a kid. He probably doesn't even know what harass means.." I replied crossing my arms.

"Oh yeah! Well, he seemed to be doing it pretty well!" Hoseok's grip tightened.

"Come on pervert. Don't be doing this to little boys now." I said smiling cheekily.

"I'm not a pervert." He growled, letting go of Tae's collar, and instead turns to me.

"Why don't you go get your walking stick, old man pervert?" I added smiling widely.

He rolled his eyes and left me.

"Yep. That got him off you." I smiled at Tae.

He smiles in relief.

He smiles in relief

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