Rain's pov
It is unnaturally quiet, the only sounds coming from the tv that is in front of us. I am sitting on the couch in the living room, Hoseok sitting right beside me. His arms are wrapped around my waist as I lean into his side, yet I am unable to enjoy his warmth at the moment.
Something is obviously bothering him right now. We are watching his favorite episode of Men on a Mission, and yet he isn't laughing. Usually, Yoongi has to come into the room and yell at us because of how loud we are laughing. It doesn't even seem like he is watching the show, his eyes slightly unfocused.
"Hobi......." I says softly, trying to get his attention. It isn't until I wave my hand in front of his face that he manages to snap out of whatever daze he had been in, him blinking a few times as he turns towards me.
"Sorry Rain, I was just thinking."
"Mind sharing?" I ask cautiously, turning so that my body is facing his now. He opens his mouth before closing it again, the internal struggle he is having with himself evident on his face. He looks troubled, as if something is bothering him immensely. He doesn't look guilty, but he does look a little upset, the turmoil on his face making that part clear.
"What is it? What's wrong?"
He opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by the door opening, both of our heads turning in that direction. A lot of laughter can be heard from the entryway, it obvious that the boys are back.
"We brought food!" Jungkook yells, a giggling Taehyung on his back with two bags of food in his hands. Jimin follows after them with two more bags, a two liter of soda, and a weird looking hat on his head. Yoongi stumbles sleepily from out of his room at the mention of food, his feet dragging behind him.
"Help me you lazy pig" Jimin says to me as he struggles to see due to the hat falling down and into his eyes, his statement causing me to roll my eyes. I stand from my seat after throwing Hoseok an apologetic look, taking the bags from Jimin's hands so that he can adjust the hat.
"Where did you find that?" I ask him as I place the bags on top of the table. He groans as Taehyung stands beside him and drapes his arm over his shoulder and around his neck before swiping it off of his head. He places it on top of my head and it slides down to cover my eyes, me giggling as I hold it up.
"We found it on the ground in front of the restaurant" Taehyung says casually, not effected at all as Jimin tries to escape from his hold. I gasp and throw the hat off of me in disgust, not amused in the slightest when the two guys in front of me start to laugh at my horror-struck face.
"Its not funny! I don't know who owned the hat before I wore it. What if they had lice?"
"Ew, stay away from me" Taehyung says as he jokingly cringes away from me, Jimin running to the other side of the room even though he was wearing it as well. I laugh as chase Taehyung around the room, the hat now back in my possession. Its not long before he trips on Yoongi's outstretched foot, him stumbling and giving me the chance that I need.
He lets out a high-pitched scream as I place the hat on top of his hair, him flinging it off as if it is diseased no less than a second later. I shake my head in amusement as he goes over to complain to a disinterested Jungkook and a sympathetic Jimin, looking back over to where Hoseok is.
My eyes widen when I see that he has moved, him walking in the direction of my room. I race after him, catching ahold of his shirt sleeve before he has a chance to move any further away from me.
"I'm sorry Hobi, I got distracted. You were going to tell me something before everyone came in though."
"It was nothing really. Just forget about it" he says while he smiles at me, reaching up to ruffle my hair affectionately. I can't help but frown as I watch him enter my room and close the door behind him, feeling a little bit hurt. He's hiding something from me; I can feel it.
