My Muse || Sope

-Seventeen-

"Me too."

Hoseok rolled onto his side, looking directly at my face. "Then would you like to be my boyfriend, Min Yoongi?"

I smirked, before nodding excitedly. "I would love to."

He pressed his lips on mine. Our lips moved together in perfect harmony. My arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. He rolled over so that his body was on top of mine, his hands on both sides of my face. God, this is definitely the best feeling in the world. His lips were soft, like pillows or clouds, and they tasted sweet.

He pulled his lips off of mine, leaving a few pecks in between his words. "I'm so happy to call you mine, baby."

I blushed at the nickname as he rolled off of me, hopping off of his car. He gave me a hand before we got back into his car.

••

I continued to smile the whole drive home. He walked me to my door, kissing me on the cheek gently before telling me good night. My cheeks were a permanent pink color as I walked into my apartment.

Taehyung smiled at me from the couch when he saw me. "Hey! How did it go?"

I plopped down next to him, stealing a bite of popcorn from the bowl in his lap. "Freaking incredible. He finally asked me to be his boyfriend, and then we made out under the stars."

"That sounds like some cheap high school romance novel."

I smacked him on the arm. "So, what have you been up to?"

He shrugged, stuffing popcorn in his mouth as his eyes returned to the movie playing on the TV. It looked like Cinderella to me.

I frowned. "Tae, why are you watching Cinderella?"

"Because I fucking want to, get off my ass." He snapped, making it even more apparent that something was wrong.

"Tae... tell me."

That's when Taehyung burst into tears, leaning his head into my chest. I sighed, locking my arms around his small waist. "H-he used to c-call me h-h-his p-princess."

I hushed him, whispering gentle words of encouragement. "It's okay, Tae. I know it hurts, but you'll be okay."

"I-it hurts s-so b-b-bad."

"Have you tried talking to him at all? Maybe he can explain?"

He took his head off of my chest, looking me directly in the eyes. "Are you on his side now?"

I shook my head instantly. "God no, Tae. I just think you two should at least discuss it. It might help you feel better."

His head made its way back onto my chest as I tubbed soft circles on his tan skin. "I guess you're right."

••
I had an arm wrapped around Taehyung's shoulders as he shuffled his feet on the sidewalk. His tears still stained his face, and he was in his pajamas, but I made him come with me to talk to Jungkook.

I knocked on his door while I whispered quiet words to soothe Taehyung. The door opened, revealing a horrible looking Jungkook. I mean, of course the boy always looks good, but he had dark bags under his eyes, disheveled hair, and his skin was starting to hang slightly from his face like he had been losing weight.

"T-taehyung?" Jungkook shook his head, blinking a few times. "W-what are you doing here?"

I cleared my throat and gave Taehyung a light squeeze. "I think that it is finally time that we discuss this whole situation between you two."