Sunshine (Sope)

11

Yoongi POV

It's been about a week since Hoseok and I had gone on our first date. We've both been extremely busy so we haven't been messaging each other, either.

"Hey, your phone is buzzing." Namjoon says as he sips on his coffee. I glance over at the device and turn it over to check it.

My Coffee Boy❤️:
Hey, are you busy?

My Coffee Boy ❤️:
Yeah, you're probably busy.

My Coffee Boy ❤️:
Sorry for bothering you 🙂.

Cutie 💕:
I'm not busy! Sorry, I was typing out a document.

My Coffee Boy ❤️:
Oh! Do you want to go out to lunch with me in like....20 minutes?

Cutie 💕:
I'd love to. Where do you wanna go?

My Coffee Boy ❤️:
Anywhere you want. You could always come over to my place, and I'll cook for you.

Cutie 💕:
Yeah, that sounds good! Send the address, and I'll be there.

My Coffee Boy ❤️:
xxxxx 💗

Cutie 💕:
That's just down the road. I'll be there shortly 💖.

I put my phone away, and grab my jacket. "I'm taking the rest of the day off. Hoseok wants me to have lunch with him."

"Alright. Have fun, Yoongi." Namjoon says.

"I will." I grin. "Bye, Joon!"

I walk out the door and down the street, looking for Hoseok's house. I finally arrive after a few minutes.

"You're not wearing a jacket? I fell bad for making it walk over here." Hoseok frowns after answering the door.

"It's okay. It was a short walk." I smile. There's an awkward silence, as he allows me to walk inside.

"I just ordered takeout. I forgot to go shopping." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

"That's alright." I respond. It's goes quiet again.

"I couldn't stop thinking about our date." He smiles slightly. "We should really go out again, soon."

"We should." I agree. He reaches out and runs a thumb across my cheek.

"Can I....um.....do I have permission to kiss you?" He looks into my eyes. I just give him a slight nod, a light blush spreading across my cheeks. He's leans down and presses his lips to mine.

Kissing Hoseok, is honestly the best thing that a person could experience. He's so gentle, grabbing my waist lightly as he pulls my body closer to his. His lips are so soft, and his scent is completely intoxicating.

He pulls away, but keeps our foreheads connected. Of course my eyes are closed. I don't want to ruin this small moment.

"I think I'm addicted to kissing you." He mumbles. My eyes fly open.

"W-What do you mean?" I ask, the redness of my face darkening.

"I want to keep kissing you." He grins. His smile is absolutely adorable. "When I pulled away after our first kiss....I was so close to kissing you again. I didn't want to stop."

"Well, I'm not stopping you." I smile slightly. "If you want to kiss me, then-"

Before I can finish the sentence, his lips press against mine for a third time.