I don't know what was going through my head at that moment. All I knew was that Jimin was out of the picture. If he wasn't in the equation, what was stopping me from hanging out with other guys, dating other guys, kissing other guys... from kissing Hoseok. With that thought in my head, I placed my hand on the back of Hoseok's neck, closed my eyes, and leaned in.
My lips lightly brushed his, leaving room for Hoseok to decide to pull away, but he didn't. Instead, he leaned into the kiss, pressed his lips firmly against mine and placed one hand on my waist and the other in my hair. Our lips moved together perfectly, like we were meant to kiss each other. I had so many emotions swirling through me as we kissed. Kissing Hobi felt like second nature, it felt right.
Suddenly, it was over. Hobi had pulled away. I looked at him in confusion.
"I'm sorry, Yoongi," he said and looked away, "we shouldn't have done that."
"W-what?" I take my hand off of his neck and sit back, leaning against the chair. His hands moved to rest on my knees. I can't hide the hurt on my face.
"I know what he did, and it was unforgivable, but you need to talk to Jimin." I flinched at his name, and Hobi noticed. "That's what I mean. You can't even hear his name without hurting. I like you, Yoongi. There is no denying that. But I can't be with you in a way beyond being friends until you sort things out with Jimin."
"You're right." I replied quietly. "I don't know what to say to him. I don't even want to see him right now. I mean I live with him, but I don't want to after what he did. Where am I supposed to go?" I was rambling at this point, but all my thoughts just came pouring out of me.
"Hey," Hobi gently said as he gave my knee a squeeze. "Just be honest with him. Tell him what he did and how it made you feel. If you really need a place to go, you can stay here with me until you get back on your feet." He gave me a small smile and ran his hand through my mint hair. I returned his smile.
"I really appreciate the offer Hobi. When I go home, will you come with me? I might need help packing." He nodded. "I do have one condition if I'm going to stay here." I said with a slight smirk. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me questioningly.
"Ok... what kind of condition?"
I continued to smirk as I replied, "You're not allowed to sleep on the couch. You need to be sleeping in a real bed, especially considering how muscles must react when you dance after spending the night on the couch." Hobi laughed and shook his head.
"Ok, I think I can handle that condition." He gave my knee one last squeeze and stood up. "Let's get our priorities straight. Right now, breakfast." I nod and watched him go back to the counter, pick up the bowl of eggs, and continue to mix. My smile fell slightly.
"Hobi, I need to make a call." He gave me a small smile and nodded his head.
"You'll be ok, remember what I told you." I stood up and walked back to the bedroom and took my phone out of my pocket. I expected some missed calls from Jimin considering I didn't go home the night before, but there was nothing. No calls, no texts, no snapchats... nothing. While that fact hurt, it just made what I was about to do that much easier. I dial the number and wait. The phone rings in my ear as I wait for him to answer.
"Hello?"
"Jimin, we need to talk."
(A/N I've noticed some errors on some previous chapter and I'm sorry lol. I try to proof read, but you know I'm not an English major so, sometimes I miss stuff.)
(Also thanks to my pals for giving me feedback as I explore my writing style)
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Finding Happiness (Discontinued)
Fanfiction"Well? Are you going to tell me your name? Or do I have to sit here in suspense the entire evening?" Hoseok says with a small laugh. "Oh... um. Yoongi." I find myself saying, "Min Yoongi."
