Chapter 18

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Y/N's POV:

"Ah. Don't change your mind about that statement," you say to Hoseok. As you attempt to stand from the bed, Hoseok frantically looks around his surrounding and runs inside the bathroom followed by a *click* sound.

"Aw, Hoseok. I was just joking," you say while lightly knocking on the bathroom door.

"I'm not taking a risk. I saw what you did to that big guy earlier," you can practically hear the pouting made at the other end of the door. You chuckle.

"Okay~" you sing. "I'm going to sleep,"

"You're just tricking me," you hear him say.

"Whatever you think," you coo.

You hop on your bed and your eyes instantly shut. You drift off into dreamland not long after.

You open your eyes with the urge of needing to pee hitting you like a truck.

You toss you legs off the edge of the bed and practically crawl to the closed bathroom door.

You force yourself to stand and, with your brain still half asleep, you jiggle the knob that refuses to open.

What the hell is going on? You question to yourself.

You lean your ears against the door and hear a light snoring.

Think Y/N, think.

Then the thought butch slaps you in the face.

HOSEOK!

You rush over to your desk and grab one of many toothpicks lying around. You use the toothpick and pick your bathroom lock until the knob pops and you hear *click*.

You open the door to find Hoseok huddled up in the bathtub.

You quietly giggle to yourself at Hoseok's sleeping position.

His head is leaned so far to the side, it looks like he's using his own shoulder as his pillow, his long legs are crowding against his crest and an arm is slung to the side of the tub. His mouth is with open and drool is gliding down his bare arm.

...bare arm...?

Your eyes widen in realization.

This bitch is shirtless!!

You smack yourself in the head, the noise making Hoseok slightly stir but not wake.

You sigh before you carry Hoseok bridal style to your bed. He's a little heavy, but it's nothing you haven't trained for.

You lay him on his bed then go towards your closet to grab you spare comforter. You lie it on the ground and take an extra pillow from your bed.

"Goodnight, Hobi," you say.

You tuck in his shivering body and lie yourself down inside the comforter.

You get yourself out of the comforter and check the time on your phone that's lying beside you.

9:15am

Good thing it's Saturday.

You look on your bed, the event of last night running through your head and a smile appears on your face.

Suddenly, Hoseok's eyes flutter open. You and him make eye contact for a solid minute before he plasters a dazed smile on his face.

"A dream~" he says in a tone 2 octaves higher than his regular.

He wraps his arms around your body and lays you next to him.

"A dream~ a dream~" he chats while rolling around with you in his arms.

"Mm mwa," he puckers his lips and lightly pecks you on the lips.

Your eyes widen and the look in Hoseok's eyes looks like a deer caught in headlights after coming back to reality.

His arms quickly retaliate from your body and he sits up with great speed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he repeats while continuously bowing after each apology.

Your eyes are stay wide due to shock as the corners of your lips slowly lift.

You run out of your bedroom door and scream your lungs out to your parent's room.

"IT'S BROKEN! THE CURSE IS BROKEN," you cheer, panting once you finally reach the room.

"Sweetheart, it's 9:30 in the morning. Go back to bed or something," your dad sleepily grumbles.

Then, Hoseok creeps up from behind you while scratching the nape of his neck.

"Why am I here?" He croaks with his eyelids barely opened.

Once he and you dad make eye contact, each of their faces contort.

Hoseok now looks like he just came across death and you dad looking like he's going to grab a scythe and take a soul.

You turn to Hoseok before you dad can get out of bed and you whisper.

"Run,"

A/N:
Holy cow. Is this story going too fast? Idk I felt like I was dragging. Also, is it a problem that I was listening to my childhood BTR (big time rush) music while writing this?

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