Bipolar Sunshine || J.HS

JOY

"I'm HOME!" I said carrying all the groceries I just bought for our-Hoseok's Apartment.

"Hey, Beautiful." He said hugging me from the back and kissing my cheek.

"Hey!" I cooed back as he snuggled into the back of my neck.

"Thank you." He said softly hugging me tighter.

"You okay?" I asked slightly turning back to face him.

He hummed in reply sighing softly,

"Did you have a bad day?" I asked he shook his head.

"I thought about you a lot so, No." he replied I smiled and giggled.

"If you are trying to sweet talk me so you can hang out with your friends you can." I said starting to unpack one out of the three grocery bags.

He shook his head and put his head in the crook of my neck.

"Just want to stay with you." He said.

Not what you wanted to do yesterday you left without telling me than ignored me.
I thought frowning wanting to turn around and hit him.

He's probably trying to make up for yesterday.
I thought again, internally nodding.

"You smell different." He said lowly.

"You like it? I'm trying out a new perfume?"

"No. Who is it for?" He asked me removing his head and tightened his grip.

"Its called HER I bought it I think it smells really nice, See."
I said reaching for the perfume I bought and showed him.

I struggled to turn around in his grip but I did, he was frowning looking at the perfume as if it was His enemy.

"Don't wear this one, wear the other one." He said and I pouted,

"You want me to buy you another bottle?" He asked a bit rudely.

"No, I can buy it myself I ju-"

"FINE! I'll buy it!" He said letting me go, I was so confused as to why he didn't like the perfume.

"I don't need you to-" I was explaining to him but he walked out of his kitchen.

"Tch." I scoffed putting down my new perfume gently.

"AHHHH Jagi I can't leave you in the house!! I'm sorry." He said running back in the kitchen.

I was going to say something but he kissed me and I forgot. Its cliché but every time he kisses me I can't help but feel fireworks.

"Ah let me help you!" he said removing the groceries.

I smile at his cute expression and finished the job, forgetting about whatever just happened.

Once we finished putting the groceries away I walked over to his room putting my clothes on my side of his closet... I should just say my closet!

It is safe to say I live with Hobi because every time we go out we end up coming back to his place.

I haven't been in my apartment for quite some time now. I mean that's good for me I pay less on bills               - sometimes - but I can't really do that because I lost my job. Hobi is being the best and supporting me so I guess im ok but I will find a job I can't leach off of my boyfriend all the time.

"Whatcha doing?" I turned and smiled at him as he had a cute childlike expression on his face.

"Changing, get out." I said and like the child he is he covered his eyes running out the room screaming an apology.

I feel sorry for his neighbor, he's always so loud.

"You done?" he asked walking back into his room with chips in his hands and flopping on his bed.

"Hobi, No foo-"
"I am in my house WOMAN I will eat where I want!" he said pointing a chip at me. I rolled my eyes and joined him sitting with my legs crossed over each other.

"Hobi, don't you think you should be quieter, I mean for your neighbors sake?" I asked and he shook his head.

"The family that was there moved." He said taking a chip in his mouth.

"And you know I've never had a neighbor in that room." He said and I nodded my head.

"So that means this floor is empty?" I asked he nodded.

"It also means we can make as much noise as we want Baby." He said wiggling his eyebrows.

"I mean you can shout my name as I-"

"I KNEW WHAT YOU MEANT YOU PERVERT!"

I said as I threw a pillow at him. He laughed and pulled me close to him planting a kiss on my lips. I pulled away when I felt his hands creep up to my sides.

"No."

I warned he didn't listen to me and decided to start tickling me.

I ran from him trying to escape the death trap that is his hands, he caught me and picked me off the floor.

"Tickle TIME!"
He yelled on top of my cries for help.

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Joy