hello | jung hoseok

chapter two;

Your stomach growled as you left the house, you hadn't had lunch or dinner for the past two days nor breakfast today. You quietly locked the door as you started walking to school.

"Y/N!" Hoseok ran up to you, "Mind if I walk with you to school?"

"I very much do mind, Hoseok." You grumbled, speeding up your pace.

"Well I'm walking with you anyway." He quickened his pace to match yours.

"Not now Hoseok, please." Your voice wavered slightly.

"You okay?" He jumped in-front of you peering at your face.

"Not really. Now please, leave me alone." You sidestepped trying to avoid him.

"But you're always alone. So I'm here to change that." He blocked your path once again.

"Maybe I like being alone, Hoseok. Have you thought about that?"

"But no one likes being alone." You gulped as he leaned closer.

You stepped back, "I have to got to go to school." You went around him, leaving him behind you.

It wasn't long til you would reach school, in fact you were just turning the corner when things became dizzy. Your stomach growled as you stumbled down the sidewalk. The banana you had for breakfast a couple days ago seemed to want more company.

You placed your hand on the school walls to help steady you. But an arm wrapped around your waist, helping you stand.

"You okay?" A voice whispered in your ear.

"I'm fine, Hoseok. Stop looking after me," You gritted your teeth, trying to release his grip around your waist. When you did, you were so exhausted you could barely walk.

"When did you last eat? You can't even walk properly."

"Yesterday, at breakfast." You lied as your vision went blurry. "But I'm f-"

Darkness.

"Fuck."

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"Wake up, Y/N." Someone gently shook your shoulder. You took a deep breath, noting the smell of food. The smell of ginger and vanilla filled your nostrils. The soft surroundings felt like you were in bed?

Why am I in bed? Shouldn't I be in school?

You jolted awake, banging heads with someone's very hard head. An 'ow' sounded.

You looked around the room. The walls were painted a light blue with posters covering it of various stars and dancers. Boxes were set in one corner of the room, books stacked upon it. The carpeted floor had a green beanbag with little plushies on it. The thought of Hoseok having plushies was cute. A desk was set up right next to bed which you were situated in. The chair of the desk held Hoseok, who still clutched his head.

"Finally, you woke up." Hoseok held his head as he grabbed a cup of noodles.

"Why did you take me here?" He thrusted the noodles to you, ignoring your question. "Why am I here?"

"You fainted, I brought you to my house so you could eat." You refused the food thrusting it back to him.

"I'm fine, I only missed a couple of meals. I should be at school." You tried to get out of the bed. Your leg was entwined into the bedsheet. Causing you to trip. You quickly got back up and tried to get up.

"You shouldn't in your state." He held you down, making sure you couldn't get up. "Now eat your food or should I feed you?"

You turned around shoving your face into the pillow. Grabbing the blankets you created a cocoon for yourself, a little burrito.

"I won't eat if you don't take me to school." You burrowed yourself into the blankets further. Making sure you were safe.

"You won't go to school if you don't eat." He raised his eyebrow, challenging you to speak.

"Make me." You mocked his tone of voice. Staring at him defiantly.

"You're the most idiotic and stubborn person, I've ever seen." He tilted his head, looking at you curiously.

You immediately opened your mouth to say something snarky, only to be cut off with noodles shoved into your mouth. Hoseok had jumped onto the bed and tore your protective burrito away from your body. The food sat in your mouth, savory but you weren't about to surrender. You tried spitting it out, but he clamped your mouth shut. His hands held your jaw forcing you to chew. Only when you looked up to say something, did you notice how close he was.

How is he so strong?

His bright eyes were focused on your lips, making sure you didn't try to spit out food. His slender nose brushed against your warm cheek as he leaned closer. His warm breath hit your neck, causing your face to flush pink. Not to mention he smelled good, the scent of ginger and vanilla was all around you. You resisted the urge to breathe him in.

Why is he so close?

This is wrong. I should be studying at school.

You pushed him away from you, swallowing the food. Hoseok tumbled off the bed.

"That was uncalled for."You panted, you were surprised at the amount of strength you needed to push him off you, "I ate, now I need to go." You jumped out of the bed, grabbed your backpack from his desk.

When you reached the door, about to leave, Hoseok held your arm. You tried to release your arm from his grip. His grip stayed firm.

Damn you and your muscles, Jung Hoseok.

He pulled you closer to him, a small gap the only distance between you. His breath hit your face again when he spun you around. The only thought going through your head was shit. You glanced at his eyes, locking your gaze.

"You only ate-"

I'm so going to regret this. You thought before bringing your knee up. Strong and fast, your knee met his little elephant. Shock flashed through Hoseok's eyes.

A groan sounded and Hoseok crumbled to the floor, holding his crotch.

"Sorry, but thanks for the food I guess." You bolted out of the room. You ran through the house, thankful none of Hoseok's family was at home.

"Y/N!"
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