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porridge - hoseok

Unfortunately, I had to attend school without Hoseok because he was at home "sick" with a "high fever" or that was what I heard from Taehyung. Sometimes I question his excuses and still don't believe him.

I felt the need to rush through the classes today.  My classes were boring without him. He'd always send little notes and pass them to me. They'd say, "You look beautiful today!" or "You're such a good friend!".

During my free period, I caught up with Jungkook and asked him for his Science notes because Hoseok was absent and I didn't share the same period with them. After receiving them, I thanked Jungkook and left for my next period.

My last period was easier than the ones before due to our teacher's age. She was more chill than the others. I gripped my phone from my uniform jacket and began texting Hoseok to see if he really is sick or just wanted to ditch.

To: Hoseok

Are you okay? Taehyung said you were sick with a high fever.

From: user

To: user

Yes. I don't really feel good. Come make me some porridge, please!

From: Hoseok

I guess he really was sick. Awe, I feel bad for my little sunshine. As his friend, I should take responsibility.

To: Hoseok

Okay, after school. Get lots of rest. I'll be there soon.

From: user

Last period ended quickly and I was already exiting the main doors before the third ring.

I walked towards Hoseok's neighborhood, which was only down the street. When I reached his door, I used my key and unlocked it. We have each other's keys in case of emergencies.

As I entered, Hoseok was nowhere to be seen. I walked along the halls towards his bedroom and saw him playing video games with a soft blanket around him.

"Hoseok!" I lectured. "This is what you mean by sick with a high fever?"

Hoseok pause his game. He turned around and smiled brightly. "Hey (y/n)!"

I glare at him. A dead serious look. "If you're not sick then I'm leaving."

I spun around on my heels and was about to leave before he gripped my wrist tightly.

"I'm sick of being your bestfriend, (y/n)." His face turned serious. "I love you, (y/n). In a more than friends way." My mind was blank. I didn't know where to start. I didn't know he felt this way, too.

"Ho-"

I was interrupted when Hoseok gently attacked my lips with his. Our lips were locked and moving together.

He pulled away first and grinned.
"I still want my porridge."