He's WHAT? (Taekook + Jihope) ✓

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By the time night rolled by, Jungkook was deep asleep after turning his phone off because he didn't want any interruptions which he was sure of getting since he was attempting to take a nap. There was just something in the air that would send a message to some annoyance to call him and disturb him every time he tried to sleep. Every. Single. Time.

Nevertheless, this was the reason that Hoseok couldn't reach him at all when he came to pick him up at seven later on the same day even though the older had texted him about the time shortly after parting with him. The said pinkette waited in the car for about fifteen minutes dialing his boss's number over and over but it just kept ringing. Not once did his calls get answered or even cut off. This made the older a tad bit worried that he might have been a bit too harsh on the younger and since it was, kind of, a new thing for him to be confronted like that, maybe Jungkook didn't take it too well.

As the guilt started to rise in his pit, Hoseok opened the car door and stepped out to go and see for himself how hurt had the brunette been from his outburst.

"I shouldn't have lost my temper like that. He's just a lonely kid, after all. Damn it. I hope he's okay."

The worried male took big but calculated steps to reach the owner of the house as quickly as possible. His hand card through his hair in panic as he stood in front of the master bedroom after a short while and took in a deep breath before knocking.

Nothing.

He knocked again, this time calling the younger along with it.

"Jungkook?"

Still nothing.

Hoseok licked his dry lips as extreme scenarios started flooding in his mind. The overflow made the pinkette shudder before he slapped his both cheeks slightly to bring himself out of the thoughts.

"Snap out of it. He's not that emo."

Clearing his throat, Hoseok knocked again but didn't wait for a response this time as he turned the knob hoping with all his heart that it wasn't locked. One twist and the click was heard which made him release the breath he held in unknowingly. As he stepped in, the first thing he did was look around for any hints of self harm before realizing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong with me today? Jungkook would be the last person on earth to think about even pinching his own body let alone hurt himself."

Shaking his head, the older walked ahead but stopped dead in his tracks being mortified at the display in front of him. For there laid the great Jeon Jungkook in the bed without covers wearing absolutely nothing at all and he was humping the pillow placed next to him in his sleep.

For a moment Hoseok forgot how to breath.

He was reminded again, though, when the brunette grunted slightly and shifted to his other side leaving the pillow alone and showing his perky ass to his manager unintentionally. The older turned around and barely stopped himself from throwing up.

"And I was worried for nothing."

Hoseok calmed himself down before straightening up and walking towards the wardrobe to grab something- anything, to cover that not-so-appealing sight in front of him all the while making sure not to look at the shameless boss of his.

"It looks like I didn't affect him, at all."

He mumbled to himself as he grabbed a sheet and jerked it open on Jungkook landing softly on the sleeping male covering his entire frame. Once it was safe to look, the older wondered if he should wake the other up and take him out to have a little talk over dinner or let him be and wait for the next day to talk. He sat on the bed next to the brunette's legs staring at him as if it would help him make the right decision.