After losing almost everything, Jin still managed to appreciate the small things in life and find happiness, perhaps because he still had the one thing that really mattered- his family.
Despite, seemingly having everything, Namjoon could never find...
What the actual fuck is wrong with me? Calm down Yoongs. You got this. You're Min Suga genius. But then why was my heart still stuck in my throat? Right now, I stood in front of Hoseok's door with a bouquet in my hands. I actually went home first to shower and dress nicely and not make it look like I almost suffered from a heart attack earlier in the morning. And right now I was trying to gather all my nerves to knock. Okay. One... Two... Three... Knock Knock.
No! No no no no! That was the wrong knock. I knocked too loudly and rudely, I should have knocked a bit more romantically. Maybe recited a poem along with my knocking to charm Hoseok. I could make a rhythm with the knocking. But no! My genius brain had to not work. I should just run now before Hoseok sees me and come back for a better try later. But Jin said he needed someone to talk to. I can't leave him alone.
Just at that point I heard someone fumble with the lock. Come on Yoongi, Man up. You can do this, for Hoseok. The door opened slowly to reveal Hoseok with a bright smile across his face.
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A bright smile that turned into a frown when he saw me, but he composed himself rather quickly and smiled again.
"Hello Yoongi, come in." He invited me inside and I hesitantly stepped inside his house.
"Please take a seat." Hoseok told me.
I sat down awkwardly with the flowers still in my hands.
"Oh sorry, I got these for you." I said to him as I handed him the flowers. He looked surprised but accepted them anyways.
"Thank you Yoongi, they're really pretty. Please wait while I go put them in a vase. Would you like anything to drink or eat?" He asked politely to which I shook my head and he smiled at me once more before disappearing down the hallway.
The minute Hoseok left my sight I let out a deep breath I didn't even know I was holding in. Damn. Is this what Namjoon went through? My emotions were a tornado right now, I felt so many feelings run through my body that I couldn't differentiate. I felt numb, but in a good way, and I swear to fucking Kumamon, if he smiles at me one more time I'm not gonna get out of here alive.
I was about to continue my trail of thoughts but I heard Hoseok come back. I turned my head to see Hoseok but instead I saw a woman. Quite an older one, as well, probably his mom. Well shit!
I quickly got up and bowed 90 degrees to her and blessed her with my best gummy smile, which she returned. "Hello Young man, are you Hoseok's boyfriend?" She asked.
What?
"Uhh, actually-" she cut me off.
"Oh I knew you would be, you look just his type, I always asked him if he had a boyfriend but he never told me. How rude of him to hide it from his mother." She pouted. I see where Hoseok gets all his childishness from.
