Book I: Fantasy || J.JK

Chapter 7: HOSEOK.

Song: NalinA by Block B

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a/n: not proof-read.

Hoseok's P.O.V

"They will come for you," she said, "You know what to do."

I nodded excitedly. I loved the beautiful voice that came out of my saviour's mouth. Every word was music to my ears. My saviour.. My saviour.. that only person left who cares about me... Jungkook.. Taehyung.. Yoongi.. BTS.. they're all irrelevant now.. the only person that matters.. is my saviour.

a/n: to those who play Mystic Messenger, anyone getting Rika vibes here?? 😂

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Jungkook's P.O.V

"Wow.." I whispered to myself, "Busan changed so much since I last visited."

Taehyung chuckled, "It has, hasn't it?"

I sighed, "Taehyung.." I sadly mumbled.

"What is it, Kookie?" He asked, putting his hand on my shoulder worriedly.

"What do you think.. we would be doing now if the world wasn't like this?"

He laughed bitterly, taking his hand off my shoulder and instead leaning on the railing with his elbows, "We would probably.. be doing another concert. Doing more fansigns. Working on our new album.." he listed wistfully.

My eyes watered at the mention of all those memories. The memories of all the good times.. the insides jokes.. the pillow fights.. the "just one more drink" scenarios. There were so many memories we could've had. We would've had. If this hasn't happened. I tried to suppress them; the tears. I really did. But the tears slipped out against my wishes. It ran down my cheeks like a never-ending waterfall. I buried my face into the palms of my hand and cried like there was no tomorrow.

"Kookie..." I heard Tae whisper before he shuffled over to me and wrapped his arms around me tightly. "It'll be okay.." he attempted to console me whilst stroking my hair affectionately.

"Tae Tae.." I managed to cough out throughout the tears.

"Yes, my little baby?" Tae whispered once again, combing through my brown locks.

"Can you.. kiss me?"

He furrowed his eyebrows, "Of course I can." He leaned down ..

and kissed me on the nose.

"There you go, Kookie." He said, ruffling my hair like I was a little kid.

**Mild Smut Scene** -- Please skip if uncomfortable

I scoffed, "You little troll," I said before pulling him down by his collar and smashing our lips together hungrily. Taehyung emitted a gasp of surprise, before relaxing into the kiss. His hands hooked around my neck, pulling me ever so closer. Is it so wrong to want to be loved...? One of his hands then traveled to my waist, lifting me up on his lap so that I was straddling him. He grinded his bulge on mine, making groan loudly and throw my head back in ecstasy. I just want to be loved... He gently pinned me down on the floor, hovering above me with his hair in a tangled mess and his lips, swollen. I just want to feel important to someone.. He leaned down towards me and starting leaving sloppy kisses down my jaw.. and then my collarbone.. I just want to mean something to someone... He sucked harshly on my tender skin, making me moan in pleasure. Is that too much to ask...?