Picture of Love (Jung Hoseok fan fiction)

14. "...I Want You Forever"

A/N: The longest one yet, stick around 'til the end, it's a doozey

"Leyah this is serious, come on." I chide, yanking her back from flicking the blinds with her fingers in the empty apartment. After browsing the internet and newspaper idly for more adequate living situations for the last few weeks, the girls and I finally decided to actually take a look at some of them. 

"I was just checking if the blinds were up to par...they're not." She flicks them again and they shake wildly, proving her accusation. 

"We can always replace the blinds Leyah, what do you think about this place?"

"I think it's way too small." she responded curtly, looking up and around in an unsatisfactory way. 

I sigh in defeat. "It's one of the only ones we can afford so it's gotta count as a definite maybe right now." Leyah just hums and rolls her eyes. 

The apartment we were viewing was much like the others we looked at this week. Two bedrooms, a small kitchen and a small living area. Everything was just small and as much a we needed a space to accommodate all of us and our belongings, we all made the same living and it just wasn't enough.

"Well, maybe if you asked your loaded boyfriend nicely, he might pitch in." Leyah muttered with her hand against her cheek as if she were telling me a secret. I slap her arm quickly.

"That's not funny, Leyah. I wouldn't ask him to do that, we're not even like...together, together yet." Leyah whips her head around to face me with a shocked expression.

"Are you serious? You guys haven't talked about making it official yet? It's been like...over two months." Leyah's eyes went out of focus as she did the math in her head.

"No, we talked about it." I share as she follows me to check out the master bedroom once again. "He didn't really understand why I didn't want to be called his girlfriend, it sounds really selfish now that I'm telling this to someone else, but he understood. Like he does everything. We agreed to just be together without any actual labels. It's like our own little 'official'." I shrugged, thinking back to that awkward conversation. 

My breakdown in his kitchen, prompted many questions about our relationship from Hoseok that I couldn't ignore. After going into detail about my strong aversion to the word girlfriend and relationships altogether before I met him, he decided he was content with simply being mine and vice versa. 

"Wow, you are officially the luckiest girl alive." She drawled, looking quite impressed with Hoseok herself. "Thank you, but I'm aware." I smiled to myself and we moved onto the next apartment on the list. 

After hopping all over town from Ocean Avenue to Daly City looking for apartments, Leyah and I crash as soon as we enter the apartment around 7:30 PM. I plop down onto my bed, lazily removing clothing items from where I lay and drifting to sleep easily.

"No, Char! Are you dumb or something?"

"Should you still be eating? Gimme that, you're gonna get fat."

"I should've known you wouldn't be able to do it on your own!"

"Why do I even bother? You never do anything right!" 

"God! Have you always been this dense?" 

"I literally said the opposite. Fucking listen for once!"

"Gak!" I gasped as I was jolted out of my sleep by yet another nightmare. I look up at the ceiling, focusing on it's squiggly pattern, trying to calm my heaving chest and my racing mind. The room was pitch black in most places, the only light being offered by the moon in lines of white along the walls. I lie awake, convinced that if I attempt to go back to sleep, I'll only be able to see his face barking at me for all of my defects and faults.