My Muse || Sope

-Twenty-Three-

"H-he wants me to meet his p-p-parents." I panted out as I was still steadying my breaths. I had blacked out for only a moment before Taehyung brought me back. Jungkook sat on the floor next to Tae and I, a comforting hand between my shoulder blades.

"So you freaked out?" Taehyung's voice was gentle. He was still in just his boxers, along with the youngest male next to me.

"Of course! Parents hate me. C-could you put some clothes on?" I ran my hand through my hair nervously.

Taehyung and Jungkook both blushed as they left my sight for a second, grabbing their clothes that had been thrown across the room. Taehyung sat back down, followed by Jungkook, one on either side of my small figure.

"My parents don't hate you." Taehyung gave me a weak smile, but I just rolled my eyes.

"They blamed me for making you gay!"

He shrugged. "That doesn't mean they hate you."

Jungkook chuckled, earning a glare from Taehyung. "I'm sure my parents would love you if they were to meet you." He patted me on the shoulder. "I've met Hoseok's parents many times. His mom is to die for. His father is a little hard to impress, but he just has very traditional views. Hoseok's sister is also incredible."

"HE HAS A SISTER?"

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I sat on my bed, fingers fidgeting nervously on my thighs as I waited for Hoseok to pick me up. I wore a black suit with a white button up shirt, and a black bowtie. I wore a settle amount of makeup, really just some eyeliner, to hopefully help my pale skin. I wore red dress shoes after Taehyung insisted that I needed to show some part of my personality. I didn't want to give Hoseok's parents a fake facade.

My bedroom door swung open to reveal a glowing Hoseok. I jumped off my bed at the suddenness before I frowned. "Wh-what are you doing? You could've knocked on my front door!"

"I did for a few minutes. I noticed it was unlocked and so here I am!"

"Hoseok, I could've been naked!" My eyes finally took in what he was wearing. He was in a dark gray suit with a red bow tie that made his eyes sparkle. It was paired with black dress shoes. I smiled at him, chuckling at the smirk on his face.

"I wouldn't have minded seeing you naked, Yoongs. Now, you ready to go? We have a reservation in twenty minutes."

I inhaled sharply, my hands nervously tapping my legs while I chewed on my lower lip. I checked my appearance once more in the mirror before nodding. Hoseok smiled, coming close and grabbing one of my hands, using his other hand to sweep the hair out of my eyes.

"You look really handsome, Yoongi. It'll be hard to hold myself back."

My cheeks turned a bright red at his statement as I squeezed his hand. "You look breathtakingly beautiful, my Hoseokie." I planted a kiss on his cheek. "And you will hold yourself back because I don't want your parents thinking that I am just using you for your tongue or dick instead of your personality."

"You haven't even seen my dick yet, so how would you know whether you're only using me for that?"

I was shocked by his question, but I could see the mischievious glint in his eyes. I scoffed, rolling mye yes before pulling him out of my bedroom. I could hear him laughing behind me as we traveled down the stairs, out the door, and into his car.

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"Hoseok! You look so impressive dear! It's been a few weeks since I've seen you and you just keep getting more handsome." A middle-aged woman with pure black hair engulfed Hoseok, who quickly put his arms around her in return.