BTS Imagines

Hoseok

Warning: This one is gonna be extremely short. Shorter than the others. 

Hoseok's P.O.V

Currently, Y/n and I were getting ready to go out and get some food. We were lazy and were craving some junk food. The only problem that I had while getting ready was that I couldn't find any of my shirts or hoodies. This has been happening for two months now. I get a new hoodie, and after one day, they just disappear to who knows where.

 "Hey, babe? Are you ready to go?" I called out to Y/n. She was in the bathroom getting ready. 

Y/n and I have been dating for a year now and a few months ago I asked her to move in with me. She accepted and here we are now. 

 "Yeah. I'm ready," she said as she walked out of the bathroom. I couldn't see what she looked like for I was too busy looking for my PUMA hoodie. 

 "Alright, let's go," she said as she walked towards me and put her hand on my back. 

 "I wonder where my PUMA hoodie went. Babe, I keep losing all my clothes. Unless I'm leaving them in other places. I'm always losing things," I said as I stopped looking for my hoodie and looked at her. 

 "Yeah, I wonder where all your clothes are going," she said as she was looking at her phone. 

I looked at her and squinted my eyes. She was wearing my PUMA hoodie. 

"Oh wait. Now I know where it's all going," I said as I crossed my arms and looked at her. 

She looked up at me with an innocent look and then smiled sweetly. 

"Um. Well. I think I left something on the stove. I better go check on it," she said, nervously as she walked towards the door. 

I grabbed her hand and looked at her dead in the eye. "Babe," I said, "we are literally going out to go get us some food."

"O-oh. We are?" she laughed nervously. "U-um. I'm sure I left something on the stove," she said as she ran out of the room.

"You are the thief! You've been stealing my shirts and hoodies!" I yelled as I laughed and chased after her. 

 "You have no proof of that!" she yelled back as she kept running around, trying to get away from me. 

I grabbed her and turned her around to look at me. "You are literally wearing the hoodie I was going to wear. You wanna lie again?" I laughed as I leaned in and pecked her lips. 

 "It's cause I love how your hoodies are big on me and how they smell like you," she pouted, looking like a child who just got in trouble with their mom. 

 "I love you, my sneaky little, shirt and hoodie, thief," I said playfully and kissed her.