"I would never hurt you my darling"
Chapter One
Hoseok P.O.V.
My fist tighten until they are nearly white, as my eyes flicker through the familiar coffee shop. I quickly glance to my phone only to see another minute by. Three minutes late. She's never late. Always on time, twelve in the afternoon every Tuesday just to get the same iced vanilla iced coffee. Such a boring simple order, but it's as she wouldn't dare to try something new. So precious. So perfect, and simple ... just for me.
"Hello," A sharp voice echoes through my ears causing me to nearly crich at the sound alone. turn my gaze to the one the voice belongs to. I'm not surprised to be welcomed by a just as unpleasant person to match her voice. Her smirking lips are covered in a deep red as she simply welcomed herself down next to me. It takes nearly all the effort in my body not to roll my eyes right here.
"Hi," I say, forcing the best fake smile I can muster. Her eyes nearly gleem at my reply, shining a bright blue, nothing like my sweet angels' deep brown eyes. I could get lost in her chocolate glaze for an eternity. I'm snapped out of my thoughts as she throws her bright blonde hair over her shoulder as she leans closer. Disgust fills through me as she only grows closer to me.
"What b-" She begins but I abruptly cut her off by standing up. I send her a small smile before quickly bowing.
"Excuse me, my girlfriend is waiting for me." I say ever so happily before taking off for the coffee shop that's only a few feet away. I sigh while running a hand through my hand. That horrible woman probably caused me the chance to see my love because she could control herself for one second. I could feel the anger boiling up in me and it only worsens when I go tumbling into a smaller figure. I take a few steps back as I feel something spill all over me. I shoot my eyes up in anger, ready to destroy the person who just ruined my outfit. My eyes quickly soften at the sight in front of me.
My Precious Angle.
Her eyes are too focused on the iced coffee spilled on my shirt to even notice the glare that was once in my eyes, which I'm ever so thankful for. She quickly darts forward with a napkin in hand, spilling out a dozen 'sorries' as she tries to clean off my shirt.
"I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't see you here. I'm so so very sorry." She hurriedly mumbles out. My gaze only brightens over her adorable actions. I gently place my hands over her wrist causing her gaze to meet mine.
"Don't worry, It's okay. If anything I feel bad for you, what a perfect coffee gone to waist." I say as she takes a step back. She looks at me in shock, as if I was supposed to yell at her, but how could I? She's all too perfect, she doesn't deserve harsh words. Not from anyone.
I watch as her gaze softens, causing my heart to flutter ever so lightly."No, truly. I'm so sorry." She pipes out again while tucking a piece of her offly blain deep blonde hair, that nearly trickles into brown. I couldn't help, but become so wrapped up in her beauty that I almost forgot to reply to her.
"There's no need, Let me buy you another coffee." Her eyes shoot back up to me in surprise while she shakes her head.
"No, I couldn't p-'' She begins, but I chime in.
"I insist." I pry. It takes a second, but she happily smiles accepting my offer. I nearly shine in happiness as we make our way into the cafe, me following in her steps only a few inches from her. Gosh, how the small space between us nearly kills me. Just the thoughts of being able to reach out and gently touch her smooth skin again has me weak in my knees.
"Um ... a medium iced vanilla coffee, please." Her voice as soft, and smooth as honey brings me back from my near daydream of the angle in front of me. I watch as she looks back at me almost asking if I wanted anything as well. I send her a sweet smile before glance at the barista.
"That'll be all, thank you." She cheerfully nods before asking for my card which I happily give without a second thought, anything for my love.
Within no time her coffee is placed in the small grasp of her hands. I can't help but wonder what it would be like is my hand was in the grasps of her hand instead, but that's for another day.
"Thank you, again, really." My dearest flower whispers while nervously biting her lip as she watches her dirty white shoes. So perfect for me.
"It was my pleasure, sweet." I watch as her cheeks grow a beautiful flowery pink as she listens to the nickname slip of my lips. She quickly bows, and just like that I watch as she walks into the opposite direction I was originally coming from. I smile softly as I watch her small figure until she finally disappears.
A sigh slips from my lips as I shake my head. I don't think I can wait any longer, baby. I snug my hand into the pockets of the suit pants snuggly hugging my thighs only to pull out my phone. I scroll through the familiar paths until I find the button I've been searching for. Slowly I bring the device to my ear.
"Hello," The deep voice tired voice grumbles through the speaker.
"Tonight. I want it to happen tonight." I say sternly, making sure he understands.
"Sir, are you sure? This morning you were so certain of waiting until it was the perfect time." I could clearly hear the wakening in his voice now.
"Tonight, Yoongi. Get everything ready." I say again this time showing the anger in my voice. I listen as he huffs on the other end.
"Whatever you say." He mumbles clearly feeling unsure, but I'm not bothered as I end the call. I had enough certainty in me for the both of us. As well as some to spare.
Don't worry my love, you'll be in my arms soon.~
"No!" I nearly growl causing the boy's to stumble back or to jump a bit. "You'll all just scare her. I'll go in alone. Wait here, and be ready to quickly get us all home, alright?" I ask each of them, meeting their gaze. They each nod until I find myself face to face with Jungkook. He's almost in a daze staring off into space at Jimin, until Namjoon nudges him back into reality. I smile fondly at the boy. What are we going to do with him?
My smite features as I quickly leave them making my way up the poorly built apartments needing to find the correct number. I'm growing more impatient as the wrong number keeps crossing my vision. Then, I see it. My loves current living space.
340.
Not home. Don't worry baby, I'm here to truly take you home. Once and for good. I place each of my hands on the side of the door before roughly kicking the door down. The thud was loud. It nearly echoed through the whole apartment building probably, but that doesn't matter. I don't have much time. I need her.
Quickly, I entered the small apartment. The living room was so tiny as it connected to the kitchen, but sadly empty. What was I expecting? My sweet darling is probably frightened that a stranger is here to take her. I nearly flush with happiness. So smart she is, hiding herself just in case someone dangerous was here.
"Where are you, my little flower?" I ask sweetly, but loud enough to let it echo throughout the whole apartment. Of course she doesn't reply. I don't mind, as I make my way through the narrow hall until I come to a door. I quietly peek in. The bathroom. I quickly glanced around the room. It's too small to hide anyone, even my small love. I quietly shut the door, making my way to the last door that I can enter in her place.
Her room.
I smile as I peek the door open glancing around to an empty room. I make my way through the cleaned room, peeking into her closet. Empty. Then under the bed. Empty. I grew in frustration.
"Hmm, baby, we don't have all day." I hum waiting for any sound of a rustle as I make my way back down the hall and into the living room. Slowly and carefully I continue to look around. "My love, I won't hurt you."
"Promise?" The small whisper causes me to nearly melt. Each time her soft voice speaks, it's like my heart melts more, and more. So precious, and all mine.
"Of course, I would never hurt you my darling." I smile happily while turning to the direction of her voice. Just then I hear the rustle of the shower curtain. I go into shock as I realize where she is hidden. Oh darling, look at you. You've got me so in love I can't even think properly.
My smile grows as I'm met with her little tiptoes down the hall. Her oversized pajamas nearly drown her as her hair is messily thrown in a bun. I slowly make my way to her as her gaze continues to stare down to the floor. Once close enough, I gently bring my hand to her chin to cause her eyes to meet mine.
Her eyes widen as soon as she sees me. I can't help, but grin at her reaction. My love remembers me. It's only another sigh of how perfect she is for me. Made ... just for me. I smile down at her and leave my one hand under her chin while my other one intertwines with hers.
"Let's go home, my love."xxx
I hope you all enjoyed chapter one :) chapter two will be up shorty , promise.
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FanfictionHobi wants what he wants. Hoseok Fanfic. Hoseok rarely falls in love, but when he does something about him seems to turn. He's dedicated. Protective. Completely and utterly yours. Just one little problem. He's completely off his rockers.