BTS Oneshots

Hoseok // Summoning PT2.

"Stop fucking stealing my food you asshole!" You had yelled at him, glaring as he rooted through your fridge and raided your cupboards for something to eat as he was already munching on the last pack of your favourite crisp.

Hoseok had frozen at her tone of voice. He could tell she was on her 'time of the month' just by the drastic mood change... that and she had forced him to come shopping with her and she had put her products in his arms to carry. Not that he was ashamed or anything. He just didn't want to be used as a shopping basket.

But he presumed that was punishment for teasing you for the week coming up to her time, by stealing your food, moving all your things when you needed them-

When you barely moved out of bed, only rising to go the toilet, shower briefly and get food- he worried which in turn worried him further because a being like him shouldn't worry. He knocked before entering your room, after all you were scarier than him and that was saying something. He didn't enter until he heard a grumble of approvement and he walked in. You laid under several layers of blankets, staring at your phone screen.

"Are you... Are you okay?" Hoseok asked quietly, you didn't even remove your eyes from the screen.

"Mhm." You muttered in response and he sighed softly.

"You can't just lay in bed for the entire week." He spoke jokingly. "C'mon."

"I can. And I will." You put your phone down, turning to glare at him. "If you come near me and try and move me, I can and I will come to chop off your pride and joy."

Hoseok sighed softly, weighing up his chances in his head before he scooped you up, blankets and all, and carried you downstairs. You grumbled in protest, but didn't necessarily complain due to the warmth he was emitting.

He laid down on the sofa and laid you on top of him, one hand coming around and resting on your stomach. "You won't be able to cut off my pride and joy if I use my powers." He mumbled softly. More for his own reassurance than a warning for you.

You snarled at him, sighing softly afterwards. He put the TV on as background noise.

"Are you in pain?" He asked quietly, and your eyes drifted up lazily to look at him. You gave a curt nod before he smiled slightly, you watched as his veins in his arms glowed a red and there was an instant warmth touching your abdomen and you remembered his hand was there. "One of the women that's soul came to me... She said that warmth can help relieve the pain." He mumbled softly.

"Easiest hot water bottle I've ever used." You whispered quietly, your eyes trailing away from his face and you heard his heart beat. Solid, low thumps every so often as your head rested on his chest. "You're really warm... It's quite nice..."

"Are you cold?"

"A little."

And soon you were smothered in warmth. You smiled a little bit and cuddled into him. A small yawn left you.

"Go to sleep if you want." Hoseok muttered softly, a hand coming up and stroking your hair. "I'll stay warm and stay here for as long as you like."

You didn't need telling twice, and soon enough you were out like a light.