baby
Pretty.
That's all Hoseok can think.
Large mocha colored eyes meet his own, wide and innocent like a personified Bambi. Broad teeth bite down on thin rose colored lips before his tongue peeks out to wet his lips.
"I-I'm okay. Thank you." God, even his voice is pretty.
And Hoseok says as much.
"Wow, you're so pretty." What the fuck, Hoseok? Don't scare away the poor kid. He doesn't even know you. Just because you saved him from a couple of bruises, doesn't mean you can just go on saying whatever you're thinking.
Another whispered thank you shakes Hoseok out of his mind berating him. Hoseok sees the soft blush and small smile adorning the boy's face and has to keep himself from cooing at him.
"Fuck, sorry, I didn't mean it-" He immediately regrets opening his mouth after the smile drops from Jungkook's face. This is why stapling his mouth shut would do the world some good. "No- I mean, yes, you are pretty! I just didn't mean to say it out loud."
A tiny giggle escapes Jungkook's mouth, and Hoseok is ready to give himself a standing ovation because, fuck- he was the one who caused that.
"It's okay." Jungkook frowns, and Hoseok is about ready to burst into tears, because when the fuck will he ever stop fucking up? "Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Ummm, yeah, about that. I'm kinda lost, you see. It's my first day here," Hoseok says while smiling sheepishly.
Another giggle. Attaboy, Hoseok. You're on a roll. "I can show you where to go. What class are you supposed to be in right now?"
"Room 363."
Jungkook's face lights up. "That's Namjoon hyung's class!" It's Hoseok's turn to frown. Who was this Namjoon that made Hoseok's angel smile so brightly?
"Do you not want me to take you there? I can stay away from you if you want," Jungkook implores while looking at the floor.
"No! I want to be friends with you. I was just sad because I want you to call me hyung too."
"But, Hyungie, I don't even know your name," Jungkook says, his mood changing in a flash as he laughs.
Who was this kid? Why is he trying to kill Hoseok?
Hoseok didn't think Jungkook could be any cuter, but he was. His laugh was high pitched and absolutely adorable to Hoseok, even though it sounded borderline evil.
"I'm Hoseok, and you're Jungkook, right?"
"Yep, but," he admits while lowering his voice and looking at his feet, "I like it when my hyungs call me Jungkookie."
This boy was going to be the death of him. Hoseok might as well start planning his funeral at the way things were going.
"But Hyung wants to give you his own special nickname!" Hoseok whines.
Jungkook's giggle is muffled by a sweater paw this time. A fucking sweater paw! And now Hoseok is ready to wife this kid (or more accurately husband him) because god dammit he's just so cute.
"Okay, but only if I can call you Seokie Hyung."
Jungkook needs to fucking stop before Hoseok says something like-
"How about baby?"
Jungkook's rosy cheeks turn a darker shade of pink, and Hoseok barely stops himself from cooing at him. The blush easily distracts Hoseok from his mortification and his apologies.
"I-I wouldn't mind. I l-like how it sounds when S-Seokie hyung says it."
And Hoseok has a fucking heart attack right then and there.
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DADDY 「j.hs + j. jk」
FanfictionJungkook just wants to look pretty, maybe Hoseok can make him feel that way. Finished: 05/16/2018