compendium | bts x lovelyz

48 | lover

It was in that moment Jung Hoseok realized he loves her.

It was late night, the two of them sat in the couch with her ranting to him about her demonic agency. Her figure still clad in her practice clothes consisting of a crop top and a pair of shorts. Her hair was up in a ponytail and her face bare without makeup, but neither he or she cared. 

His gaze focusing on her as she continued to blabble about everything. A smile was gracing his face, obviously adoring her.

"—I'm not even surprised that they still wouldn't let us shift into a new concept. Like, come on! We're in a fucking competition with talented and popular groups, but all our agency wants is the sad bitches concept which is outrageous!" she ranted, her fist curling. "All I want is for us to succeed, but they want stability. Fucking stability! That won't put us into the map!"

It was in the way her eyebrows scrunched and her eyes narrowing that made Hoseok grin instead of glowering. In ordinary days, if she looks at his way like that, he would either smile shakily and try to calm her down or...just run away. 

But nonetheless, he liked that about her—no, he loved it. Even though she was quite hard to handle sometimes, he still truly lo—

"Jung fucking Hoseok! Are you making fun of me?!" she yelled, making him snap out of his daze.

He coughed. "No, baby. Go on. I was just...um...staring at your pretty face. You have that effect on me," he admitted, his ears redenning.

 Hearing this, Mijoo narrowed her eyes at him, but a faint blush was evident on her cheeks. "You better stop grinning or I'll kick that off your face," she threatened.

Ah... How lovely she is. I really feel the love in those words of hers, he thought as his grin came back on.

"Ugh, I said stop grinning, not grin widely! Whatever, so you see, how can we win this competition if we won't do something different? All we do is sing some sad songs like heartbroken bitches. I want some sexy or even refreshing songs! That's what the fans also like—"

Hoseok continues to stare at her, smiling softly. He couldn't believe he found someone like her. Someone strong, independent, but also scary. Someone who can be there for him and him for her. They were there for each other even if they were away from each other. 

She was really the one he was looking for. She was there when he badly needed someone. She was always beside him cheering him as he faced the world. There was no time where she didn't support him. She was there to light his dark night. She makes him happy—no, ecstatic. She was the whole world to him. She...completed him. She was everything he didn't know he needed and wanted.

He wanted to protect her and cherish her forever.

And...

"I love you."

That was it.

That shut Mijoo up. Her blazing eyes went wide. 

"W-What d-di—"

With red ears and cheeks, he looks at her straight in the eye and softly said, "I love you...so much."

Mijoo stared at him with soft gaze. Her eyes stinging from tears. Seeing that, he leaned forward, concern tugging at his heart.

"Baby, are you okay? I'm sorry—"

"Don't say sorry! I'm okay!"

"Then, w-why—"

"Damn you, Hoseok! Just shut up," she cried.

With tears free-falling down her cheeks, she grabbed him by the face and kissed the life out of him.

"Can't believe the Jung Hoseok loves me," she breathed out as they pulled away, grinning. Her eyes glimmered with tears and...happiness.

"Well, it's also flattering that the Lee Mijoo loves me back," he replied while smiling widely.

"Are you even sure that I love you back?" she teased, her grin never fading. 

With a smug smile, he retorted, "You wouldn't cry and kiss me that hard if you don't love me."

"Ugh, I hate you!"

"Really? Too bad, the man you hate loves you so much."

"Are you even sure? He wouldn't even show me how much he loves me."

Hoseok's eyes darkened at that. "Oh, he will show you."

He carried her out of the couch with her laughing loudly as they disappear into the room.

That night, Mijoo finally got to know how much he loves her. 

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