A music class project is due and as cliche as it seems, you get the best and worst possible partners for said project. The best being your friend, Taehyung, & the worst being one of the most difficult to deal with people you have ever met-Jung Hoseo...
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Hoseok and driving—I'm sorry, I tend to make it his thing because really he always makes these car sounds!!!! It's cute—-and the airplane mv killed me in a good way——-☀️☀️☀️☀️ ______________________________________
"Okay." Hoseok responds as he signals to merge.
Good. He was obeying you now. Maybe you just needed to really be hungry for it to work.
As he drives around you're pleased to find there aren't many people around. "Go to that parking lot!"
Hoseok raises a brow at you but does it anyway. As soon as you were under a dark enough shade where street lights didn't illuminate well, you tell him to park, and he does so.
It's dark but you can still see him turn to you. He seems worried, "Y/N? Are you okay? Do you feel sick?"
"No, I'm fine." You mutter as you unbuckle your seatbelt. Your heart is beating quickly and it's almost like you can feel his, too. You turn off the car, then grab the keys and throw it onto your side of the floor. Only then does Hoseok become confused.
It takes work, but you do your best to pull yourself up to hop onto his lap. You couldn't believe you were going to do this to Hoseok of all people, but you couldn't think straight. Your body needed something.
"Hoseok, relax." You voiced out again using air from the bottom of your lungs. Gently you brushed his blood red-colored bangs to the side. "Just let me do this, okay?"
Hoseok backed up into his seat as he met eyes with you. He was speechless as he tightly grabbed onto the car door and the seat arm rest. "Y/N, I—"
Without much thought, you went straight for his lips, licking at his cut to savor the taste on your tongue. The taste of him was like an unsweetened wine and you could easily imagine yourself getting addicted to it. His scent even surprises you because he smells amazing.
Had he always smelled like this?
It drew you in even more.
Your chest heated up as you met him. It still felt embarrassing and shameful to do this to him out of all people, so you figured it was why.
Under you, you could tell that he was shaking, but you were just the same, "Don't be afraid of me, Hoseok."
A little too impatiently you bit his lip, reopening the cut and that's when your heart started to race. All over your body you could feel heat. Every part of you felt like it was throbbing under pressure.
"Fuck, Y/N.." He gasped and twitched at the pain, but still couldn't bring himself to touch you or push you off—as expected.
Somehow you manage to sit comfortably on top of him, then pull at the lever to throw his seat back. Now you could really get on top of him.
