"we're going out tonight." i jumped as he bursted through my door.
"for fucks sake hoseok! what if i was naked or something?" i asked.
"that wouldn't be such a problem would it?" he smirked.
i scoffed, "you're funny."
"i know i am. but i'm being serious about going out tonight."
"where are we gonna go? hoseok, i can barely walk." i sighed.
"i'll carry you everywhere like the baby you are if i have to. and i'll take you wherever you want."
"but-"
"i'm not taking no for an answer. so rest until it's time to go."
he closed the door as he left my room, giving me no time to say anything else. what is this guy up to?
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i put lipgloss on after applying my eyeliner, i dressed casual, good enough for wherever hoseok was going to take me.
"you ready?" he asked, his head popping into my room, "um yeah, can you just wrap my shoulder up again?" i asked.
he nodded his head and i handed him the roll of bandage. he took the bandage from my hand and began to wrap my shoulder again, i flinched once the slightest pressure was applied.
"does it hurt that bad?" he asked. "i was shot hoseok," i laughed. "and it wasn't stitched up professionally."
"have you taken anything?"
"of course. you know how many pain killers i took today?"
he chuckled, "okay you're all done, now let's go. the car is waiting for us."
"you're not driving?" i asked. "don't you know who we are?"
i rolled my eyes as i grabbed my coat and trailed behind him as we left.
"where would you like to go, mr. jung?" the driver asked. hoseok leaned forward from the backseat and whispered something in the driver's ear. the driver smiled and nodded and then we were off.
"so, can you tell me why you, all of a sudden, wanted to take me out?" i asked.
he shrugged, "i was bored. wanted to do something besides stay at home."
"you couldn't go to the bar and pick up a girl like you always do?" i scoffed.
he pursed his lips, "no."
i furrowed my eyebrows, waiting for him to add something to answer, but he never did.
the driver was silent the rest of the way. nothing. i sat there confused, why was he doing this? this wasn't really like him either:
"you can stop here, please." is when hoseok finally spoke. the driver nodded his head and pulled over. i looked out the window, the beach.
"the beach?" i asked. "yes, and we're going to eat."
we both got out the car, going inside the restaurant that had a clear view of the beach.
the restaurant was nice and kind of fancy. i had never been here before.
"so how do you know about this place?" i asked, attempting to make conversation. "i come here all the time." he answered.
"really?"
"yeah, i usually eat here, maybe have a drink, then take a little therapeutic walk on the beach. or i just sit on the rocks there and look out at the ocean."
"why? that's all you do? just sit there or walk?"
"no. i think about a few things actually." he said as he opened up a menu.
"like what?"
"like life in general. my life, the business. all the shit i've done...how i've embarrassed my parents a lot. things like that. and i just think about how i would do certain things differently.
"and i've been thinking about this whole thing with turner and shit. ways on how to work around the problem, but a bunch of scenarios just pop into my head about what could happen.
"i just think that it's all crazy. i mean, this is my life. i was born into a mafia and there's no way i'm getting out of it. i have so many problems with so many people, but it's not as bad as turner, he has the same power as our dads and that's what makes it all worse. it's been stressing me out, if i'm being completely honest." he sighed.
i blinked as i realized that he was really opening up to me, he was having an actual conversation with me.
"well, i understand how you feel. believe me, turner enterprises have been a problem ever since my grandpa joined the mafia. and with tony montana as my dad, it makes it way harder. i mean, i'm his only daughter, i'm always targeted by enemies because they think i'll be a damsel in distress.
"i'm my dad's greatest weakness and everyone knows it. my dad is a tough man, but when it comes to me, he'd do anything. he's almost got himself killed for me. and it sucks because i feel like i can never be as strong as he is for me, i've always looked up to my dad but i don't think i could ever be as strong as him..."
hoseok chuckled and shook his head, "you're strong, aaliyah. you're probably the strongest woman i've ever met. i mean, you're a montana, the only montana descent actually. you're as badass as your dad."
i laughed, "i don't know. i want to run this business one day, with yoongi. i always feel like i'd be bad at it though."
"i think you and yoongi would run the business just fine. everything would be done in an orderly fashion, and every person would be taken care of." he smiled.
i smiled at him, "may i take your order?" the waiter asked.
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i did nothing productive this weekend lol
[sorry for any grammatical errors]
