Bonus chapter to celebrate Comeback and Hope Month. 😌
Y/N held tightly to Hoseok's hand as they scooted between the movie theater seats, trying not to spill any popcorn. It was the day before their performance and Hoseok had suddenly decided they were not going to practice, they were going to go on their first date. He was tired of things getting in the way. He was done with it. So here they were, at a movie she had picked, now sitting in a theater, waiting for the commercials to end and the movie to start. Y/N grinned at him when it did and then sat back to let herself be absorbed.
But Hoseok wasn't paying attention. Because...well....he didn't actually come to movie theaters to watch movies. Or at least not before this. So most of his memories of being in a dark theater were...racy. And he was sitting next to a woman he was very attracted to. Who leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder. He took a deep breath and forced himself to relax and try and focus on how hard he'd worked for her and how much she meant to him.
He was going to make new memories in theaters. He was determined.
Apparently Y/N was one of those people who liked to analyze the movie afterwards, and he tried to sound attentive and like he was interested in what she was saying but he kept glancing at her lips and imagining what it would be like to finally press his against hers. Would that be too far, too soon...?
He realized she'd stopped talking and was looking at him expectantly, but he hadn't heard what she'd said. And he...blushed.
Jung Hoseok fucking blushed at being caught staring at a woman's lips. What was Y/N doing to him?
Those lips frowned slightly as her face fell at realizing he'd been distracted and hadn't heard a word. Hoseok shook himself.
"Im sorry....I just..." He had to think fast. The problem was....when he thought fast it usually ended up being with his second brain. He stood up and walked around the table at the small cafe they were now in and leaned down, gently taking her face in his hands and looking to her eyes for a second, giving her a chance to pull away, before he softly pressed his lips to hers. He smiled when she kissed him back and pulled back to look at her.
"You're so beautiful, have I told you that?"
"Um....I mean I figured, I suspected, given how many times I see you looking at my ass during practice...." Damn, she did catch him.
"I do think you're really smart but I'm sorry....I've been wanting to kiss you all night." He gently kissed her again and she smiled up at him.
"I guess I'll forgive you." Y/N felt like she was on cloud nine. This felt so right, so perfect. It finally felt like she was free and she was glad she'd fought and not given up. She was worthy of this and Hoseok always reminded her of that.
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"Hobi, I need your help." Y/N opened the bathroom door and stepped out, tugging at her earring and looking annoyed. He'd picked her up and they were changing at his place so they could drive to the venue right after.
"Sure, wha...." Hoseok opened the door to his bedroom and stepped out, only to stop and stare, swallowing hard. They were getting ready for their performance, putting on their costumes, and...he'd seen her in various stages of undress at the studio but for some reason her lace bra really got to him right at this moment.
"The earring caught on my necklace and I can't get them..." Y/N's voice trailed off as he stepped back inside his room and closed the door, taking several deep breathes to calm himself.
He really needed to get control. They hadn't been together long and yes, they were kissing, but that didn't mean she was ready to take the next step. Especially with him. He wasn't entirely sure how some of his sexual tastes would go over with her but he hadn't brought them up yet because he didn't want her to feel like she was being pressured or pushed.
He forced himself to think about planning his hyung's graduation party, something innocent that had nothing to do with her, so he could reopen the door.
"Sorry." His smile was tight as she turned around so he could help her untangle her jewelry. Don't think about her skin...don't think about it.....fuck, he was thinking about it. This was torture.
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And 8....they both landed, mentally counting the last step in their heads. The music stopped and there was a pause as the crowd made sure they were done, before applause sounded through the air. Hoseok took Y/N's hand and they both bowed before making their way off stage.
Both grinned ear to ear. Honestly, it didn't matter what the judges said, they both felt satisfied that they'd given it their all and created something beautiful. He snaked his arm around her shoulders and quickly planted a chaste kiss on her lips, enjoying the fact that he could do that now.
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"You were amazing." Jimin said, wrapping Y/N in a hug after the performances had ended. "Both of you." He slapped Hoseok on the back. Both he and Yoongi had managed to make it, the others had had other things they couldn't cancel but had wished them all the best. First place. Y/N couldn't contain her smile and Hoseok was laughing and joking. There were two things he loved. Doing well when performing and doing it with Y/N. He felt like his heart would burst with happiness, he couldn't believe he was so lucky.
She watched him as he interacted with other congratulators, just allowing herself to step back and observe. It was hard to believe that almost a year ago she had had him up against a wall, threatening his ability to ever make kids. He'd changed so much. She'd been right in her observations at the beginning of the semester. He'd grown up. He'd grown up for her. To be what she needed. She felt tears of amazement and gratefulness come to her eyes but she quickly blinked them away. She didn't want Hoseok to turn and look at her, he'd worry instantly. So she looked away, buying herself a couple seconds to clear her eyes.
And froze.
No.
It couldn't be.
Familiar eyes stared at her across the room, from the shadows. She squinted and took a step forward, only to have them disappear.
She stared a moment longer before shaking herself and bravely walking towards the corner. There was no one there. She must have imagined it.
She mentally shrugged. He was gone, he hadn't tried anything in a long time. She refused to let him rule her life and ruin her moments of happiness.
She turned back towards Hoseok, not seeing the furious eyes burning a hole in her back as she reached him and slipped her arm through his.
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