My Muse || Sope

-Thirty-Four-

Two updates in one day because I have zero life. 🎉🎉

"Taehyung."

"Hey, Yoon. What's up?" Taehyung stood at the doorway of Jungkook's apartment, wearing only a pair of boxers, with a toothbrush in hand.

"Is Jungkook here?"

"Nope. He went in early today to work with Hoseok on some new choreography. Why?"

"I have a... problem." I ducked my head to avoid eye contact, rubbing the back of my neck.

He hummed and motioned for me to come in. He pushed me onto the sofa while he wandered off, coming back a few minutes later fully clothed. He plopped down next to me, draping an arm over the back of the couch.

I turned to face him, pulling my knees close to my chest, my hands between my knees. "I have this problem."

"You said that. What is this problem?"

I frowned, my eyes staring at my knees. "I think..."

"Woah. You, thinking? That's a dangerous pasttime indeed." Taehyung chuckled at his joke before clearing his throat awkwardly when he noticed me glaring at him.

The words came spilling out of my mouth before I could stop myself. "I think I'm in love with Hoseok."

"That is not surprising. What's the big deal? Didn't you already tell him?"

I felt tears stinging my eyes. "You remember what happened the last time I thought I was in love with somebody."

His playful demeanor changed when he observed me on the edge of breaking down. "Hey, this is different. Hoseok isn't abusive. He won't take advantage of you. He won't cheat on you. He won't leave you."

"He already l-left me once." I could feel the attack starting, my open palms curling into the shape of fists and beginning to scratch at my pale skin.

I felt Taehyung's strong grip on my wrists, stopping the motions. "Have you told Hoseok about your past?" I shook my head, feeling a tear fall onto my thigh. "You need to tell him before this continues. He needs to know."

"He already knows about my uncle and my teenage years. What if something like this would make me appear too broken? What if he wouldn't want to be with me after that?"

"Then he isn't the one for you. But trust me, he won't leave you. Hoseok is so damn crazy about you." He pulled me in for a tight embrace, slowing down my quickening heart rate.

After a moment, I pulled back, wiping the wetness from my cheeks. "Thanks, Tae. Okay. I'm going to tell him today."

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"Hey Hoseok?" I snuck into the dance studio during their break, my hands nervously moving up and down my arms.

He turned to face me, his eyes lighting up until he noticed my shaking body. "Babe, what is it? What's wrong?" He raced over to me, not caring that Jimin and Jungkook were in the room.

"C-can I talk to you? In p-private?" I cursed myself for stuttering, but my body was freezing, and it couldn't stop shaking.

"Of course." He asked the other two males for some privacy, and didn't say anything until the door to the studio was locked from the inside. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing my cheek gently before pulling back, keeping his hands on my waist. "Tell me what's wrong."

"There is something else from my past that you need to know."

He moved some of the fringe from my eyes carefully, his eyes not leaving mine as he listened intently.

"When I worked as a stripper..." I took a shaky breath. "I met this guy, named Baru. He was older than me by about ten years, but he paid well, so I pushed through. H-he offered to pay me even more if I did some private sessions at his place. I needed the money, so i agreed. Everything was fine at first, until one day I woke up handcuffed to his bed, naked. H-he had drugged me and r-raped me."

"Oh Yoongi." His thumb gently traced along my jaw, concern filling his eyes.

"That's not the reason why I am telling you this. I worked for this man for months. He would sometimes cook for me or buy me things... like we were a couple. After a while, I didn't even think about the extra money I was making. I had fallen in love with him."

I wiped a tear that fell from my eye before continuing. "He told me that he loved me too, and promised to be with me forever. A week later I found him in bed with his best friend. He wouldn't let me leave. He... he made me join them in bed. I tried leaving him, but I couldn't escape. He became abusive, to the point where he crushed my shoulder and ruptured my spleen. When I woke up at the hospital, he had left me a note."

Hoseok's soft hands rubbed geometric shapes on my skin in an attempt to comfort me, and let his presence known.

"He called me worthless. A slut. He said he only used me for sex, but I had become too used for him. He claimed he never loved me. I-it made me swear to never fall in love again."

"I see." I could tell Hoseok was trying to be reassuring, but I didn't miss his face falling slightly at his words.

"Hoseok," I began, taking a few deep breaths to calm my nerves. "You changed me."

"What do you mean by that?" He tilted his head to the side, an adorable quirk that he has.

"I've already told you that I love you, when I came down to Gwangju. I knew I had strong feelings for you then, but I wasn't sure until the other day. I am so fucking in love with you that I am terrified. Terrified that you'll leave me again, just like everybody else. I've been waiting for the moment to happen, but it hasn't. I realized that you won't leave me. You know how I know that?"

"How?" His voice was almost a whisper, our faces getting dangerously close to each other's.

"Because your eyes show so much love for me, something I have never gotten the chance to see. You know of my faults but you stayed. That's how I know that you won't leave me."

"I will never leave you again, baby. That year without you almost killed me. Now, not seeing you for a day pains me. I promise you, I will always be here for you and with you." I watched as Hoseok got down on one knee.

"W-what are you doing?" My heart stopped as I watched him pull out a red box from his pocket.

"Yoongi, this is not a marriage proposal. This is a promise. A promise that I will love you unconditionally, for all of your faults and your positive qualities, for even your faults I love because they lead to you being the person you are today. The person that I want to spend the rest of my life with. While this is not a proposal, it is a promise to stay with you always, and a promise that one day I will want to marry you, when we are both ready. This is a promise to the future. So, Min Yoongi, do you promise to endure this journey of forever with me?"

I was speechless. Tears fell from my eyes as my hands covered my mouth in shock. I nodded my head after seeing his nervous expression. He smiled as he slid a dark slate ring onto my finger, followed by me putting one on his. He kissed me, a short, passionate kiss. "I love you, so much, Hoseok."

"I love you too, Yoongi. Forever."

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Lol I want more angst but I feel like this story has had enough. I don't know though, I do loce writing angst. 🤷🏼‍♀️