BTSxTaehyung OneShots

Vhope - Bad Day

Ship: Vhope
Top: Hoseok
Hoseok is having a bad day, and it doesn't seem to be getting any better.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

"Mother FUCKER!" Hoseok yelled as he tripped yet again. Music blasted in the background. He had been practicing a dance to teach to his class, and while he usually would have it down quickly, nothing was going his way. He had already fallen 4 times, and he was sure he sprained his ankle, but he was nothing if not dedicated.

It started earlier this morning when he woke up. His boyfriend had apparently left early for work, on his day off, but he forgot to leave a note, so Hoseok spent the morning freaking out about his whereabouts. A co-worker had got sick (A/N: I was typing without looking and when i looked at the screen it said a co-worker had got dick and i laughed so fucking hard) he assumes.

Hoseok really wanted to spend time with his boyfriend, but it seems he had been avoiding him lately, and he didn't know why. So after finally figuring out where Tae went, he casually spilt milk all over himself while trying to eat cereal, directly after taking a shower, which happened to be cold with no water pressure. Then while trying to clean up the milk, he smacked his head on the table and dropped the bottle of cleaner on his foot.

He had sighed, "Is this how Namjoon feels every day?" Namjoon was a naturally clumsy person, and he got injured at least 3 times a week and broke something every day. ("Namjoon! That's the third table this week!") After all of that, he decided to work out his frustrations at his dance studio, to get work done and forget about the rest of the world for a little bit. Thing is, as he went to start the car, he saw the fuel tank on empty.

That brings us back to the present, with Hoseok fallen on the ground, clutching his swollen ankle. He scooched his way towards the mirror covering the wall opposite the door, and leaned back against it. Reaching for his phone, he shut off the music, ignoring the message from his boyfriend telling him he was on his way home. While trying to open his water bottle, the cap snapped off, leaving the light green metal container.

He stared at his now broken metal bottle "I fucking give up." He stared off into space for a while, questioning what the hell was going on with himself. His pondering was inturrupted with Taehyung's ringtone. He smiled fondly, thinking about how he got it. He had just gotten home from the studio after a long day, and he found his baby in the kitchen, singing some random jumbled up English songs in a yellow frilly apron, making his favorite meals. Right before the call ended, he answered.

"Hey petal" He answered, no energy in his voice. (I'm a sucker for cute nick names)

"Hoseok where are you? I texted you almost an hour ago saying I was almost home, and then I called you a thousand fucking times with no answer!" This had alarmed Hoseok, as Taehyung rarely swears, only when he's scared or pissed the fuck off, and he completely dropped honorifics.

"Hun I'm at the studio, I'm preparing for my next class. I'll be home soon I promise"

"Do you even know what time it is? Hyung it's almost eight o'clock at night! I'm coming to pick you up, seeing as your car is still in the garage for some reason." He pulled the phone slightly away from his face, he had a raging headache and Tae was yelling very loudly.

"It's out of gas, I must have forgotten to fill it last time,"

"Oh, hyung. Whatever I'm on my way." And with that he hung up. No 'love you hyungie! I'll see you soon!' like usual. Hoseok stared at the words 'Baby Bear💜' written on the screen.