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Hopekook pt 1

"Are you literally stupid?! Why the fuck would you invite him?!?!" I was yelling at my best friend, Jimin, for a while after he told me he invited the most dangerous guy in the school- no, city- to my birthday party that boy had 15 other people going.

"It's not like he's gonna kill anyone."

"You never know!!!"

"Jungkook, calm the fuck down. He rarely ever gets invited to things like this. Give him a chance."

"That's what you always say, and he always fucks it up!! Why are you even friends with him?"

"He's a softie you just never make him comfortable enough. I also invited him to your big party next week."

I had never wanted to punch Jimin so bad. He finished mixing the punch he always made for my parties and faced me.

"One last chance. If he doesn't prove himself tonight than I'll tell him he can't go to the next party and you'll never have to see him at any of your parties again."

Jimin raised one eyebrow and I faced him as well.

"Fine." I stuck my hand out for a handshake and jimin scoffed before shaking my hand.

The doorbell rang and jimin pat my back before I walked over to the door and opened it. Hoseok always came to my parties early to claim his boring corner before anyone could steal it and make out in his space.

"Hey Hoseok." I mumbled and he surprised both Jimin and I when he hugged me. "You're early." I whispered shakily.

"Will your bedroom be closed to people?"

"Um, yeah?" I was too scared to move and he pulled away.

"You get cuter every time I see you." He ran his finger along my jaw and kissed my forehead. "I'll be in your room tonight. Can't stay at my own house anymore."

"But-" I was about to complain when he kissed my cheek and started walking up the stairs to my room. I slowly turned to Jimin with a shocked face and he was smirking before attempting to run up the stairs after him.

I tried to stop him, but he was stronger than I was and while we wrestled he pulled me up the stairs to my room. I finally got him to be in the floor with me over him, but he didn't look up at me.

He was focused on something inside my room and when I turned I couldn't help but stare.

Hoseok was in my room without his shirt on and I fell off of Jimin to slam the door closed. I looked down at Jimin with wide eyes and he giggled before the door opened and I was pulled into my room.

"What's up?" Hoseok asked while putting a sweatshirt on and I began to stare at his arms that were huge.

"U-um I... um." I couldn't speak for some dumb reason and he looked at me with a confused face.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He picked me up and and brought me to the bed where he sat down with me in his lap.

"Nothings wrong." I cheered in my head that I got a full sentence out.

"Than why did you close the door?" He was rubbing my back and I scratched the back of my head.

"Well... Jimin was staring at you when you didn't have a shirt on so I closed the door so you had privacy." I was looking away and he chuckled.

"Why were you upstairs?"

"Because He wanted to talk to you and I didn't want him to bother you." I spoke quickly while listening to Jimin cackle outside the door. "I have to go finish with the party. Just come downstairs if you need anything."