Bipolar Sunshine || J.HS

REVELATION

I really need to stop sleeping like a mad woman.

I thought stretching my neck just as I came out the shower. No matter how much I stretch and massage it, it hurts. As if there was a burning fire left on it causing me too constantly stretch it.

I sighed when I looked at the mirror to see the doodle I did earlier of a Chibi version of Hobi and I saying 'You Look Like shittttt' I chuckled but sighed when I felt the burning. I looked around even though I knew my boyfriend was not home.

Just to check that I don't have a bad mosquito bite there I thought carefully removing the tape over the bathroom mirror.

I felt like a first class spy, removing the tape very carefully so I don't rip anything then he'll know I cheated and I will ultimately loose this stupid challenge. Who knows Hobi could share all the nasty pictures he has on me.

No one needs to see that. I smiled as I successfully peeled off the beige paper Preventing me from seeing how bad I look.

The childish smile I wore for the past few days dropped when I saw a purple bruise upon my neck. I touched it hissing at the pain... that pain?

This surely couldn't have come from sleeping on hobi's chest, he's not that ripped!! How could I possibly get a bruise on my neck as big as my hand? What did you do? Why cant you remember the last few days?

My eyes shot open when I realized something...It was not a dream.

None of it was a dream...

Just as Tears started making its way to my face the door to the apartment opened and a loud call out to me was heard. That could literally be one person

JUNG Hoseok

My skin has never been as pale as it is this very second, emotions ranging from fear to Anger swirled in my body making me dizzy. I didn't know what to do but look at myself pitifully in the mirror... Who were you?

"Babe?" He called out and I acted fast, I quickly but perfectly placed the paper over the mirror and splashed a little bit of water over me making it look like I just came out of the shower I quickly walked out of the bathroom ready to go lock his room door but was met with him. I shrieked out of fear and stood back. I held on to my towel tighter and slowly looked up at him.

"Hey." He said looking over at me a silly grin placed on his face I held my chest not wanting to look at him any further.

"Geez how bad did I scare you?" he said coming near me I backed away.

"I-I just Showered." I said and he looked at me strangely.

"D-Do I look Like shit o-or not!" I cursed myself for stuttering but he only smirked probably mistaking my fear for embarrassment,

"You look absolutely horrifying. How about we shower together?" he said pulling me into his embrace.

"How about you shower? Then we can do some non clean stuff together?" I said and he chuckled.

"Deal!" He said childishly, he ran into the bathroom closing the door. I dropped my towel and quickly slung on the clothes I laid out not even bothering to put on any undergarments. I reached the living room before I realized he locked the door after him. I looked towards the couch that had the key and my phone on it. I quickly grabbed them and multi tasked like nobody's business. I went to my contacts but it was completely empty. I was so glad I memorized Namjoon's number and dialed it in, the door was finally open and I dashed out of there.

"Y/N?" I heard but I never looked back I ran like my life depended on it.

How could he lie to me like that?

Why?

Is that who you really want to be with

- Stop!

You know that's not Hoseok!! Ok it is him but just more aggressive!

"Yoooooo"

"Namjoon!!"

"Sorry im kinda busy
Right Now so I'll call
you back!"

"VOICEMAIL!! Fuck it Namjoon, Hoseok-"

"YOUR/FULL/NAME!!!"

You mentally and physically freeze as you turn around to see a very angry JUNG Hoseok in nothing but his towel. Water and suds still falling off of his heaving form.

It's now or never Y/N... run and escape or go back to him waiting for another hell to break loose within those four walls.

My feet move without me having to think and I sprint for the elevator.

It's broken?!

I quickly made a turn to head to the stairs. I didn't have to look back to know that he was following me in a fast and heavy pursuit. I made it down the first half before I slipped and managed to sprain my ankle I tumble down the rest of the flight of stairs, screaming in pain as I hit the wall.

Slow and heavy steps made their way to me and I whimpered wishing the wall would swallow me up. His feet got into my view and I felt myself sink into the depths of despair. A heavy sigh left his mouth and he bent down in front of me making sure our faces were looking into each others.

I braced myself for the endless waterfall of insults, but they never came instead he stood up for while and sighed again before scooping me into his arms. I whimpered as pain shot through my whole entire body but mainly burned in my Right ankle and where his hands were.

There was nothing but silence between us I couldn't even let out a easy breath worrying if I breathed too hard he would drop me and make me crawl to the hospital.

We finally made it back to his apartment and he gently put me on the couch putting my leg on a throw pillow that was placed on the table.

He walked away to the kitchen coming back out with ice packs and frozen peas. He gently placed the peas on my ankle and an ice pack on my thigh along with the rest.

I figured they're probably for me to decide where I should put it. He walked to his room and came back out with tons of medical supplies.

He sat down on the table rummaging through the bag while looking at his phone. He pulled off the peas and gently looked at my foot. He sighed and started to put some ointments on it.

I only looked wondering where he got all this shit and why he wasn't beyond mad for something like this but he would explode if I put too much sugar in his tea.

After what seems like forever my foot was relaxed onto the pillow, now bandaged and treated he even added some hard cardboard on the side just to make sure my ankle wouldn't look funny.

I have been sitting here just waiting for him to say something but he moved around silently.

His cologne filled the house and I looked over to his room. He walked out eyes focused on his phone. I wanted to break the silence asking him if we were going to some clinic but he just walked by me.

"Ho-" he turned around to look at me with an expression that destroyed me. He walked out locking the door. I heard as his feet disappeared from my hearing range, and lost control... I started sobbing.

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