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5:12pm

Okay I can do this it's just a date with Hoseok, I been with him for so long why am I just now getting nervous. These butterflies are swimming making me redo everything twice, making me rehearse lines that I won't even know if I get to say.

Fixing my hair once more I pat around my face for any bumps or scratches. Another spray round of cologne and doing the breath test I breath in and out. "Okay" I repeat and bend down tying my shoes perfectly so I won't have to tie them again.

Stepping out the bathroom his back is towards me, oh no he's wearing an all black suit. I was gonna turn around and head back inside the bathroom "oh Yoongi your ready and you smell good" why does his voice sound so different. "Shit" I mutter before turning around clasping my hands together already feeling them sweat.

He was fixing his watch as he started walking towards me. Oh no. Oh shit. Oh fuck. What? No this isn't the Hoseok I know he got his hair parted, all black, all black, all black, it's fitted.

"Umm" is all I can say looking him up and down twice not once but twice which is very embarrassing. "I look nice?" He questions checking the mirror to pull on his collared shirt, pulling his jacket down again before turning back towards me.

Snap out of it Yoongi he's just Hoseok not some god that you made up in your head. This isn't like me to stammer over someone, "you look really good" is not what I wanted to say to boost his ego but it did feel good to see his cheeks get tinted.

"You look amazing also—I like when you dress up" he say having the guts to look down at me even when he isn't that much taller then me. "This is my first time dressing up for you" I say smiling, "I know" is all he say before taking my hand so we can finally leave out his apartment.

5:45pm

Stepping out his truck he hands his keys to valet and takes my hand. "Hoseok I swear if this is a expensive date I'm—" not even being able to finish we approach the steps and I know this place is loaded with millionaires.

Opening the doors for us I continue to have big eyes clinging onto Hoseok arm as we walked towards a lady in a shiny tight-fitted dress. "Right this way Mr. Jung" her voice is polite almost like she was trained to have that voice for this job.

Two more people opens the doors for us showing this outdoor area that is empty. It's decorated with strong but dimmed lights. A table for the two us that looks like if I take one wrong step I'm falling under.

Hoseok lets go of my hand and pulls the chair out for me, I stand there frozen not understanding how or what to make of this. Slowly making my way over to him sitting down he pushes the chair in for me and presses a little peck on my forehead.

Sitting across from me, looking around I notice a dance floor. From an angle I can see couples but they are still far away which means this whole area is private for me and Hoseok. I feel like I'm dreaming; the night sky slowly starting to set, sound of waves crashing with the wind blowing perfectly.

Two people come with a tray placing two wine glasses down, pouring me and Hoseok a nice amount before setting down a plate of food that looks to be only an appetizer. Hoseok thanking them both he grabs his glass and mentions for me to do the same "cheers to our first drink on the date" he rasp watching my shaken hands grab onto the glass.

"Hoseok this—this is a lot too take in" I tell him after sipping a generous amount of white wine with him. "Well you deserve all of this—here try this it's very delicious" Hoseok say holding one of the appetizers pieces in his hand. Opening my mouth I take a bite "oh that is very good—you been here before" I ask still chewing on the piece of meat.

"No I came to test out everything before hand so I know what to order us" he say smiling also take some of the delicious meat. "I can't believe you did exactly what I told you not to do" I say shaking my head smiling. He grabs my hand "I'm Hoseok the man who will give you the above and beyond" laughing at his words "please don't say that again you sound like an old man offering for me to stay in his home" we bust into a fits of laughter again.

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