Sweet Like Sugar // Jung Hoseok ✔

Chapter $ 23

You chose one of Hoseok's shirts and long joggers to wear because you loved the smell of them. They smelled like him.  The long body mirror which stood proudly beside his bed was where you changed. While sliding off the thin material, you couldn't help but notice the line of hickeys left all over your body. The pink-purplish bruises that decorated your neck, chest, and stomach. His hand marks printed on your upper arms and ass cheeks. 

There were many on your inner thighs and you couldn't help but feel happy. These bruises he made were beautiful. 

The voices flowed through the seemingly empty house from downstairs and you gulped. What would Hoseok's sister think of you? Would she like you? Would she judge you? You had a great mind to run back into his room and hide underneath his velvety sheets. Especially since you were aching from the sin you just committed.  

His angelic voice made your ears peaked up and you were suddenly drawn to the sound of your Master. When did that start? With slow movements, you descended the staircase until came the view of a very beautiful and young woman. She obviously was related to Hoseok, things such as their eyes and nose were similar traits among the two. 

Her voice was as sweet as a lullaby and she seemed to be rolling her eyes at a comment Hoseok had made. 

The moment her eyes laid on you, she did a quick up-down and then smiled. "Hoseok! I didn't know you had a girlfriend." 

Within seconds you were enveloped into a hug, breathing in the scent of this women's fruity, and probably expensive, perfume. You smiled, enjoying the motherly embrace yet didn't hug her back and for a second you saw a small grin on Hoseok's face... before he straightened himself. 

"She's my new sub." He corrected. 

"Oh." She pulled away and looked at you again. "She doesn't look like one. You usually have them in certain outfits." The woman practically shivered. Then her eyes went to your neck, and she was nodded, aware of your necklace which placed you as his. 

You gave her a shy smile, feeling light-hearted at the thought of being called Hoseok's girlfriend. 

"Well, I like her." She grabbed ahold of your hand.  "C'mon, let's go talk about my brother."  

"Dawon don't-" Hoseok sighed but it was too late, you were already being dragged upstairs and into a pink bedroom that you weren't aware was in the house. What else is in the house? You wondered. 

Dawon shut the door rather loudly and jumped to the queen-sized bed. "Hoseok always wears that shirt." She noted before patting the empty space beside her. 

"It's nice to finally meet you." You bowed before sitting down. "I uh- Hoseok lent me one of your sweaters? When we met, I'm not sure if you want it back or anything..." 

She shook her hand and bounced her knees on the plush carpet. "Please, don't stress it. It's yours now, anywho- how did you meet him?" 

You couldn't help the giggle that left your mouth and was giddy that you can finally talk to someone about what happened with Hoseok. 

"He spilled coffee on me." 

"Such a fucking klutz." Dawon rolled her eyes. 

"I cursed him out, but that morning wasn't really it." You admitted. "He offered dinner- which I declined at first." 

"How did you become his Sub. No offense but you don't act, or look like sub material." 

"I'm not... It's just that-" 

"He's very charming right?" She shook her head. 

"He is." 

You frowned wondering how did you even get here. Practically living in this man's house while allowing him to touch you any way he pleases. A month ago, you would never ever do anything of the sort. Especially after what happened in college, but here you are signing yourself away. 

Dawon eyed you curiously. "You like him don't you?"