Let Me Fix You || Hoseok x Reader

Chapter 10

A/N: Sorry for the later-ish update. I was kinda busy doing prom shopping this weekend.

"Wow, you don't look too hot today."

As badly as you wanted to snap back a response, you couldn't deny that Hoseok was speaking the truth. A terrifyingly vivid nightmare had left you with almost three hours of sleep last night. Needless to say, you felt pretty shitty and you were looking just that too. One look in the mirror this morning had you grabbing your concealer and erasing your dark raccoon eyes, but that was about it. You didn't have the energy to do anything else, nor did you have the energy to actually care.

"A nightmare kept me up last night. I didn't get very much sleep," you explained in a hoarse voice.

"Shit, sorry for sounding like an asshole. Do you want to cancel the plans for today and meet another time?" Hoseok asked, eyebrows knitted and eyes full of guilt.

"I am fully aware of the fact that I look like I just came back from the dead so don't feel sorry. As for the plans, we don't need to cancel today. I'll survive," you answered.

"Alright, well, if you feel that at any moment you're gonna pass out let me know and I'll take you home."

You nodded and gave him the "okay" sign. "What are we gonna be doing today anyway?"

"We're gonna sit on a bus together and let it take us wherever," Hoseok declared. You must've made a face because Hoseok let out an airy laugh and began smiling brightly. "Super interesting, I know."

"How is this going to help me?" you asked, looking around to see if the bus was anywhere to be seen.

"We'll be sitting together in a closed space. Now, I know what you're thinking: what happened to taking things slowly? There are two reasons why I don't see this as too big of a step. Firstly, there'll be other people on the bus, so it's not like we'll be alone. And secondly, the bus has a pull-cord for when you need to get off. So basically there's always an escape if you start finding it too hard to handle. But if you still think you're not ready for this I have no problem with switching plans. Ultimately your comfort is my first priority."

"I think I'll be able to handle it," you said, albeit slightly unsure.

You've never had to take a bus since the incident so you weren't too sure how you'd react. It might be the same as when you're driving with Hoseok, it could be better, or it could be worse. You'd find out soon enough once you two finally boarded the vehicle.

"Were the little guys upset when I left yesterday?" you asked, still feeling guilty about having to go home early.

"I think they were a little disappointed. The routines are what they put the most effort into, that's why. I could tell some of them were regretting they didn't do their warm-ups with the same energy they put into their dances." Hoseok chuckled and shook his head. "Those guys really wanted to show off in front of you."

"Do you think I'd be able to come back another day in the future?" you questioned hesitantly.

"Of course! Maybe you could even come watch the teens one time too. They usually only like to dance in front of me. I've tried to have their parents watch before but they beg me not to because they think it's embarrassing. I'm sure they'd be a little more lenient with you, though, especially if I tell them that you're a friend of mine," Hoseok replied.

"Just call me up whenever you're ready to have me. But, if it's alright with you, I think I'd like to wait a bit before going to watch another lesson," you said, finally noticing the bus further down the street.

"Not a problem."

The bus stopped in front of you two and you both got on quickly, paying the driver before finding a seat. There were only two other people besides you and Hoseok, both of them sitting further to the back of the bus. Hoseok sat down in a seat closer to the front and you decided to leave one seat between you two, thinking it would be enough space to keep you from passing out. However, the moment you sat in your seat your insides were screaming at you to run away or, better yet, jump out the freakin' window.