Falling for my Stepdad || J.H/M.Y

•Yeoldul/열돌•

"The pictures are truely beautiful" Yoongi insist, looking through them once again.

"You should become a model, I would so recommend you to my manager"

"It's really not... I don't think I am that beautiful" I sigh, saying what's on my mind instead of lying.

"Why would you say that?" Yoongi ask, still looking at his pictures, a pen resting in one side of his mouth, being held up by his hand.

"I guess... I just hate myself" I shrug, not really wanting to discuss my self hatred with Yoongi.

"hey hey!" Yoongi say calmly, closing the computer and letting go of the pen in his hand.

"Why would you hate yourself?" He says in a worried tone, sitting down beside me, his slender hands wrapping around mine.

"It's no big deal Hyung, I don't feel like talking about it" I sigh, pulling my hands back despite not wanting to.

Yoongi frown lightly.

"Then can you at least start working on your Christmas list? Christmas is in a few days and I am not sure what to get you" Yoongi says, admitting defeat on the other topic.

"I told you not to get my anything" I huff, looking annoyed at the older male.

"Well I will anyway! So suck it up and give me a list so I can at least give you something you want" he resound rather strictly.

"Okay okay Jesus!" I roll my eyes, mostly hating when we talk like this to each other, it feels too much like being back with my mom.

I sigh loudly and hurry to make my way towards the stairs, wanting nothing but to leave the room with the heavy atmosphere.

Picking up my book and my favorite pencil on the way to my desk, not really knowing what to write down.

I tap the pencil against the paper for about 30 minuets, not knowing what a boy like me would want.

There is a lot of things I want in this world, but I would never ask for Yoongi to buy me any of the things.

It's a huge waste of money for him.

I scribble down a few things on the paper, knowing I would never get it anyway, or show this paper to Yoongi at all.

My eyes slowly get heavy from my lack of sleep, started to come for me.

I have had endless nightmares about my mom, the way she treated me seems to have left scars on my soul, that I can't heal alone.

I slowly close my eyes, just for a second for two at a time, until seconds became minutes.

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Its not like Yoongi didn't feel sorry when he had to talk to him like that, it felt so awfully wrong.

Yoongi had grown awfully fond of the boy over the last months.

He would do anything to make the young male happy, still not wanting to admit to himself why he felt that way.

Yoongi Push his coffee aside and rub his face tiredly.

"He have been up there for an hours now... was i too hard on him?" Yoongi sigh deeply, wondering to himself if he really had crossed a line.

He finally decide that maybe seeing what the younger is doing, would be a good idea.

Quickly cleaning up the kitchen before making his way up the noisy steps of the apartment staircase.

He tap carefully on the youngers door, pulling on a smile to maybe warm up the other male.

After standing outside his door without a response, Yoongis smile falls to the floor.

He sigh a little, about to walk away as the door slowly open by itself from being poorly closed.

He quickly stop to wonder if taking a peek would make him a bad person, would Hoseok be even more mad if he did.

After debating rather or not to do it, Yoongi slowly push the door open, his eyes falling upon the boy sleeping with his face in his book.

His long soft locks covering most of the space on his notebook.

Yoongi giggle carefully to himself, before walking over to carefully carrying the other male to bed, making sure not to wake him up.

Hoseok is fast asleep, not even noticing Yoongi moving him to his bed.

The younger male snore lightly, hugging onto his pillow, while Yoongi softly kiss his forehead, looking fondly at the younger.

He sigh, this time out of pure fondness, before getting up, taking a short peek on the black book on the table.

Snooping enough to realize it's the black haired males wish list.

"Well I will see this anyway" Yoongi shrug, leaning over the book to read.

His eyes widen as he read the paper, making sure to read it twice, this just couldn't be true.

Hoseoks Christmas list!

-Yoongi

-Yoongi?

-Min Yoongi?

-To hug Yoongi

-To Hold hands with Yoongi

-To cuddle Yoongi

-To love Yoongi

-Yoongi to love me

-To kiss Yoongi

-To cherish Yoongi

-For Yoongi to be my boyfriend

-For Yoongi to not treat me like his son

-To marry Yoongi

-Just Min Yoongi....

Please?