VHope Fluffshots

Blue Skies

I laid out in the hammock, staring up at the blue sky. Saipan was so beautiful, especially this evening. Everything was completely still - even the ocean was quiet and the wind didn't blow. It wasn't hot and humid; it was warm and clear and oh so serene. The evening sun fell upon everything like a lens to a dreamscape. It was my dream and reality all at once. 

One of my legs hung off the side of the hammock, gently rocking it as I laid there, hands bolding my boyfriend close. Hoseok had his face tucked in the crook of my neck, arms wrapped tightly around my waist and legs tangled with mine. I couldn't tell where I ended and he began, but I preferred it that way; we both did. 

His breath ghosted across my neck as we laid there, enjoying the evening without everyone else. I felt like I could truly express my love for my boyfriend when it was just the two of us; I didn't have to tone it down or hide it completely. I felt so light, yet so grounded at the same time. 

I didn't feel famous, which was what I sometimes craved. Only Hoseok could make me feel that way. 

"What are you thinking about?" Hoseok muttered sleepily against my neck. I sighed and began to rub his back in slow circles. "Everything and nothing all at once." My boyfriend hummed and moved one of his hands to my stomach, slipping underneath the fabric of my shirt to feel my barely-existing abs. 

It made me shy for a minute, but then I remembered that we had been together since I was almost eighteen, living together for even longer than that. There was nothing about my body that Hoseok hadn't seen or knew about. Neither one of us had anything to be ashamed or embarrassed about. 

He chuckled almost drunkenly as he patted my slightly-pudgy stomach. "You're cute," he mumbled, making me smile at the compliment. "This is nice," I sighed, slipping my hand under his shirt to feel his skin against mine. He was so warm and fit underneath my hand, lithe muscle making up his back. 

My hand moved in slow circles against his back, my other one joining, undoing the tension there as the hand on my stomach gradually stopped moving. 

My foot continued to rock the hammock as Hoseok's breaths evened out against my neck, hand sliding off my stomach to limply lay at my side. Carefully, I turned my head to kiss his temple, looking back to the sky as I continued to ease him into sleep. 

How did my life come to this? How did I go from a Daegu farmboy to a Gucci-wearing icon? How was I on top of the world with my best friends - my family? And how, despite all the cameras, all the fans and society, did I have the love of my life to share all of this with? 

My Jung Hoseok. My hyung, my sunshine, my happiness. I love him more than I will ever be able to express. Hoseok was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. When there's no more tours, no more songs to write, no more Bangtan, I still wanted to be with him. I wanted to marry Hoseok. 

The sun began to set over the ocean, causing the blue sky to turn pink, purple and orange. The air remained completely still, not daring to disturb our little slice of heaven. Hoseok made a noise and wiggled around a little, his lips now pressing against my neck as he continued to sleep.

The others would probably disrupt us to force us into the house soon, but I wanted this moment to last forever. 

As the blue sky dimmed to twilight, I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to Hoseok's head, my foot continuing to rock us. In that moment, I wasn't famous. Hoseok wasn't JHope and I wasn't V. We were simply Kim Taehyung and Jung Hoseok; a Daegu farmboy and a Gwangju dancer. 

And we loved each other under a clear, blue sky.