I Forgive You (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Hoseok & Y/n

I was completely lost when I felt his lips press against mines.
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He didn't move. Not even his lips moved. It's like he just wanted to touch. Just simple, motionless, touching.

He pulled away not long after, holding my chain in his hands, admiring my features. Just like how Namjoon was. I wonder if he's still outside.

Hoseok sighed, and eventually dropped his hand to his side, crouching in front of me. He simply held my gaze, as I stared into his beautiful dark brown eyes.

"I'm sorry for that. You know, the little 'kiss'," he stated. I nodded, showing him that I was listening contently.

"I don't know. I just had the urge to feel you against me. Maybe I'm just catching feelings for you. I know you don't like me like that but. Just know that I like you a lot, y/n. Even if you don't return these feelings, I hope we become the bestest of friends at least."

My heart melted at his kind and loving words. I didn't know how to react. All I could do was nod like an eager child waiting to get its hands on a brand new Barbie doll. He laughed at my vigorous nodding.

"Of course we'll stay friends, Hobi. Nothing can change that," I replied after a while. He grinned from ear to ear. He seemed very pleased with my answer.

To loosen up the awkwardness, I leaned into him for a hug, and he quickly wrapped his arms around me, gently picking me up off the bed. I wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging onto him like a baby koala.

I left light kisses on his exposed shoulder, smiling into his skin.

Doing this, however, made me feel guilty. Guilty of what, though? I'm not claimed by anyone or anything, nor am I being restricted. Am I?

He eventually dropped me onto my feet, and I sat back down on his bed, waiting to see what he does next.

"I wanted to show you a choreo BTS and I have been working on," he started. My eyes glistened with joy and curiosity.

"I wanna see. Which song?" I asked, pulling out my phone from my pocket, and opening up YouTube.

I remember Hoseok talking to me earlier about an upcoming performance they have. He said I was invited to come and watch, but I never answered him. I was unsure if I could even go, considering the fact that my car was still stuffed with furniture from IKEA and the whole moving in situation.

In fact, where is my car?

Before Hoseok could answer, I spoke up. "Is my car okay??" He looked at me with confusion, his eyebrows raised.

"Did you come here with Namjoon? In his car?" He asked me, and I nodded. I was beginning to worry.

"Maybe Namjoon headed back to the place to pick it up? Or ask your parents if they could take it back to your place. Where's it parked?" He asked with even more concern in his voice.

That's right! My parents! I could ask if they could come pick up my car. Hopefully the cafe has been keeping an eye on it.

"I parked it at the cafe. I didn't have any time to check on it as I was already focused on dragging Namjoon out to his car. We caused a commotion in there, and I couldn't bear having all eyes on me, haha. It should be okay, though. I'm familiar with the cafe and all, so the workers there should know that it's my car. Hopefully," I explained, gaining a hearty laugh from Hobi.

"Ah, y/n-ah! You and Namjoon are too much to handle. What even happened for you to drag him out? No, wait! Did he try reading you again? I know Namjoon well enough to know he loves teasing girls," he asked.

I couldn't help but laugh along with him. All my laughter I've been trying to hold in had been spilled in a matter of seconds.

Hoseok and I ended up discussing the whole situation at the cafe for a good half an hour.  I shared with him some of my memories with Namjoon, the times he'd hurt himself on accident, and our little arguments we'd have sometimes. I told him about my childhood, and opened up to him about some of my old life problems.

In return, he told me about his family and how they're doing, his childhood, good laughs he's earned because of his members, and few facts about them too. He even shared with me his fears and some of his secrets.

"You know, Namjoon's lucky to have met you," Hoseok stated out of nowhere. This caught me off guard.

"Hm? Really?" I asked, shocked by his sudden statement. He shot me a smile, nodding.

"You brought out the better in him. During your time together, he's been really hard working. BTS may have not been a thing then, but he's told me what's he been up to during the time. He'd been making sure to impress you in any way possible, being there for you, keeping you happy and healthy, and he's also been really open to making new friends, which is where he found me and Yoongi," the dude explained.

"Ever since he ran into Yoongi and I, he's been telling us about this girl he's met, which I assume is you. He's told us that she's like no one else he's met. She's made him the happiest he's ever been, and how she's always supportive of whatever decisions he made. I wish I found someone like you to depend on. You seem like such a dependable person, and someone who genuinely cares for their loved ones. Yoongi was really happy for him, too. We always motivated him to be there for you no matter what, despite the troubles that came along with it," he continued on.

Taking in all this infomation really does make me happy to call him mines for a while. I can't believe these three have been friends since before BTS. And he didn't tell me about them?
Wow. I never knew he was this good at keeping secrets.

I smiled during Hoseok's whole explanation of Namjoon and the way he talked about me. How it was always so positive, and never anything negative that could hurt me or my pride.

"I'm glad to have met him too," I began, "and I'm even more happy to have ran into him at IKEA. If I hadn't gone furniture shopping earlier today, I wouldn't have met someone as wonderful and joyous as you, Hobi. I wouldn't have known that such loving people could exist in a world full of hatred and filthiness. I wouldn't have remembered who Namjoon was, either."

I picked my head up to meet Hoseok's state, and I could see tears brimming out the corners of his eyes. I giggled, and wiped away his tears, slapping his cheek playfully, earning a giggle from him, too.

11:56 PM. Almost daytime.

"Hey, we should really get to sleep. You have rehearsals tomorrow, too," I stated. Hoseok nodded his head, heading towards the light switch.

I tucked myself under the covers of his huge bed, giving him the okay once I was comfortable.

In a blink of an eye, he flicked off the lights, and moved his feet across the carpet of his room, and slipping under the covers with me.

There was a tiny bit of space between the two of us, but he quickly closed the gap, pulling me closer towards his chest by my waist, and resting his chin above me. I gave in, and let my head rest against his toned chest, tracing patterns on it. I could hear him chuckle quietly to himself, as he ran his fingers through my hair, helping me fall asleep faster.

Not too long after settling into Hobi's embrace, my eyes quickly fluttered shut.

Hoseok gave me a light kiss on the head, whispering a few words to my sleeping body.

"Goodnight, y/n. Sleep well."