psychopathic lover

Deceiver

"How dare he kick me out? Because of that bitch" I yelled to myself.

I'm going to take revenge,  mark my words... 

If I'm not wrong he was drunk that night...

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Ara's P.O.V.

I was getting a call

It was Hoseok.....Hoseok

Hoseok!

 Wait! he might be back. I picked it up immediately

"Hey Ara" His voice a lot more cheerful than the last time I heard him. 

"Hoseok! How are you? Where are you and why didn't you call sooner? Are you okay?" I bombarded him with questions. 

He chuckled at how worried I was. 

"I'm fine, and I went to  Africa for a while, I didn't have good signals most of the time, except for when you were asleep and I didn't want to wake you" He explained.

"Africa? what did you do there?" I asked anxiously.

"I'll tell you all about it when we meet up" He said.

"What?! you're here?" I practically screamed.

"yup".

He told me he would meet me tomorrow at his house, today he is stuck in Busan for the next few hours and really tired. He would arrive at his house by at least 1 A.M.

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Later I thought to myself, Yoongi and I had a really stupid fight.

He was only worried about my well being.  

I waited for him to pick as I stared at my phone nervously. 

"Hello? Ara? I'm really sorry I-" I didn't let him finish because I started apologizing. Soon enough we were talking again like before. Best friends can never really be mad at each other.

I told him about getting engaged and he was happy for me, but I could hear the hurt in his voice. I love him, But he is my friend, My best friend, my brother. I don't want to lose him. Especially if I mess up and ruin everything.

Everything seems to be perfect. Everything.

I know I'm supposed to be happy, but I have a bad feeling as if something will ruin everything.

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I didn't hesitate to ring the doorbell.  

The door opened, I stood there to find a smiling boy. 

Hoseok had on circular glasses that made him look cuter than he already was.

He also dyed his hair a lighter shade of brown.

"Ara" he pulled me in for a hug.

I didn't know what to do. Was this really Jung Hoseok who I hadn't seen forever?

"Hoseok!" my voice cracked with excitement, joy, sadness, frustration, and fears all at the same time. "Y-you dyed your hair, and your glasses are adorable, and-" I didn't finish before he pulled me in for another hug. 

He invited me in and told me all about Africa. Apparently, he was doing volunteer work. He learned A lot about the culture in South Sudan.  It was a journey that internally helped him.

He had his smile on, the smile I hadn't seen in what seemed forever. 

He showed me the pictures of the kids. It was so adorable to see him playing with the children. He also helped give birth to this one child. He got to name him, "hope", Hoseok said it just felt right.