Room 530 (BTS x Reader)

CH 3: HOPE'S WORLD

——◂〚⁎ ⋆ ⁂ Y/N's POV ✧ ⁎ •〛▸——

"I'm back!", I shout coming from work.
"SHE'S HERE!!", someone screams as I hear someone running towards me.
Hoseok comes around the corner, sprinting towards me with arms wide open, when he was about to attack I stepped aside letting him crash into the wall.
"Y/N, that hurt", he pouted holding his head.
"Let me see", I turn protective grabbing his head.
I part his hair and look at the faint red painted on his forehead, I blew on it and touch it a little seeing no reaction to pain at all.
"You're fine you big baby", I stop tippy toeing.
"You have to make it better", he exclaims.
"And how would I do that".
"Go on a date with me tomorrow, 6pm sharp", he grins and starts clapping.
"If it makes you happy", I smile.
"YAAYAYAYYAYA!", he dances around and gives me a bone crushing hug.
This was going to be interesting.

——◂〚⁎ ⋆ ⁂ Timeskip ✧ ⁎ •〛▸——

I stood in front of the mirror looking at what I was wearing, Hobi said to wear something formal so I did. I wore a white lace sleeveless dress and some flats to go along with it, I wasn't a girl to wear dresses much but I guess it was for a special occasion? I wasn't really sure what to expect from this so on so 'date', I haven't been asked out in a while so I'm kinda nervous.
I took my clutch off my vanity and touched up my makeup a bit before heading to the living room.
"Wow you look pretty", Taehyung says.
"Thanks", I twirl around.
"Hey you ready Y/N", Hobi walks down the stairs wearing a sleek tuxedo.
"Sure am", I watch as Hobi comes closer.
"You're going on a date with him", Taehyung says with his teeth gritting a bit.
"Yea Hobi asked me last night".
"For two people who met yesterday, you do catch on quick", Taehyung returns his gaze back to the TV.
"Guess we connect", I shrug.
"Let's go", Hobi quickly brushes his hair at the mirror and puts out his arm for me.
"See ya Tae, tell the boys we're out", I wave before Hobi and I exit the apartment.

We walk to the elevator while chatting to each other, compliments were said and a few flirtatious comments were thrown around, we were so inside our own world that we were already at the car.
"M'lady", Hobi bows opening the passenger side door.
"Why thank you sir", we giggle.
"Where are we heading", I ask as Hobi claims the driver's seat.
"I found this fancy restaurant near by and I wanted to try it out with you, it's called The Pearl".
"Sounds fancy", my sarcasm slips
"If you're uncomfortable with fancy places, we can always cancel", Hobi gazes at me with nothing but care.
"I don't mind it but it's not one of my wants or priorities in life, there are just things money can't buy".
"I see", We enter an uncomfortable silence.
I went to turn on the radio but I thought it just made it worse, I feel like Hoseok was regretting his decision of taking me out and all I wanted is for him to feel comfortable, I might seem stubborn and kinda snobby but in reality I just want you to be comfortable and free around me because I know what it feels to be alienated.

The car stops as we arrive at The Pearl, Hobi quickly runs to my side and opens the door giving his hand, I awkwardly smile at him and gladly take his hand as I get up and we walk to the entrance. The air was still tense under our presence and I felt like I needed to say something.
"Hey Hobi, Sorry for ruining the mood tonight, this place looks amazing and so do you, how could I not enjoy something like this. Thank you so much for taking me out tonight, I rarely go out", I hug Hobi's arm a little bit tighter.
"It's fine Y/N, I never knew you dislike fancy things but now I know so that means I can make the next date even better, also cheaper", Hobi grins taking me in his arms.
We embrace each other feeling the cold wind freezing our bodies.
"Let's head inside, it's a bit chilly", Hobi speaks our mind
"Agreed", we enter the fancy restaurant.
Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling giving an elegant vibe, a orchestra played beautifully as it vibrated of the marble walls and tiled floor, intricate details were decorated everywhere, to the design of the interior to the grooving of the eaves.
"Wow", I awe.
"Wow indeed", I see Hobi's mouth open.
"Do you guys have a reservation", a worker asks interrupting our daze.
"Yes, it should be under S/N". (A/N: S/N means shipname so comment yours!)
"We have it right here, let me lead you guys to a table", the waiter motions us to follow him.

We get seated near a window wall giving us a panorama of the city and all of it's lights and festivities.
"We'll come collect your orders soon", the waiter gives us two menus before leaving us.
I pick up the menu scrolling through the menu seeing foods that I didn't know, half of them were French and lemme tell you I failed that in 8th grade.
"Hobi do you understand any of it", I peak my head over the laminated paper.
"As much as I love the French Armys (A/N: ... after that stunt in France... this is why we can't have good things), I don't know a thing about French except for bonjour and the beauty and the beast song", we giggle.
"Oh wait! Let's play a fun game", Hobi exclaims as I raise a brow.
"We'll order two random things and see what we get", Hobi explains.
"Sounds adventurous, let's play", I smile.
We flip through the pages while we playfully squint our eyes at each other, laughing as we do so.
"So what can I get you ma'am", the waiter from before whips out a notebook.
"Can I get a lasagnes à la mozzarella and the ravioli au poulet à l'ail please", I set the menu down.
"And what about you sir".
"Can I please get the pain à l'ail and the des bâtons de pain".
"Coming right away", the waiter rushes away.

We start small talking and get to know each other, I thought our relationship was sweet and spicy, we'd be giggling and revealing our teeth while we smiled but then we'd be flirtatious and sexy with our comments, my cheeks hurt from both smiling and blushing a lot but I loved it all. Hobi made me feel-
"Here's your mozzarella lasagna and garlic chicken ravioli ma'am", the waiter places the two dishes in front of me.
"And here is your garlic bread and bread sticks sir, enjoy", the waiter places Hobi's food and leaves.
"What a lovely dinner you have there", I comment trying to hold in a laugh.
"You're a meanie", Hobi pouts.
"We can share the food, this is a date after all plus I want you well fed", I push my plates to the middle.
"You're an angel", he digs into the meal.

Hobi made me feel happy, he lighted the dark places inside me.