I CHOOSE

16. DESERVE

The next morning, Jimin drove (Y/N) back to her house he made sure to walk her to her front door.

With his mask pulled down to his chin, he pressed his lips against hers in a slow, but soulful kiss almost pushing her up against the wooden door.

He left her perplexed where she stood and headed back into his car then drove off.

(Y/N) opened her front door with shaky hands, only to be met with someone comfortably sat on her couch, a bowl of popcorn in his hands and his eyes fixed on the TV.

"What the hell, Hoseok?" She screamed in fear and surprise at the man who didn't even flinch at her presence.

"How did you get in?" She looked between the unresponsive man and the door as if trying to crack a code.

"I have the spare key, remember?" He jiggled the single key attached to a hello kitty keychain in the air "My car's parked outside, didn't you see it?" He set the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and turned his focus to the woman. She shook her head 'no'.

"I've been calling you, why didn't you pick my calls?" He inquired curtly, anger clearly evident in his eyes.

(Y/N) patted at her pockets until she pulled out her phone; 27 missed calls and 7 messages. All from Hoseok.

"My phone was on silent last night an-and I w-was busy." She stammered, shifting nervously from one foot to another.

Hoseok was quiet, his eyes piercing into hers. She noticed his gaze drop from hers to her neck "Busy getting fucked, I assume." He spat.

(Y/N) cleared her throat and straightened her posture, "That's none of your business." She told with false confidence.

He laughed heartily at her utterance, (Y/N) arched her brow with a frown on her lips.

"None of my business?" He began, pushing himself off the couch "I don't get to be involved in your life except when your pussy needs a quick, hard fuck! Is that it?" He growled stepping slowly to (Y/N) who still stood by the door.

"Don't I deserve more than that? I saw you first after all." As he got closer to her, (Y/N) took a step backwards and then another until her back hit the hard door.

Hoseok trapped her body with his left hand planted firmly on the door and his body hovering over hers leaving no space for escape.

They stayed in that position for a few silent minutes, his eyes intimidatingly fixed on her face while (Y/N)'s eyes were cast downwards avoiding his.

"I'm sorry." She apologized softly, lowering her head defeated and remorseful.

Hoseok was surprised at the sudden apology, he wrapped his hands around her and pulled her in for a tight hug. (Y/N) responded by flinging her arms around his body as well.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you." He left a peck on her head and smiled when she giggled into his chest.

"I actually came over to take you out to eat." He spoke pulling away from their embrace.

"Really? Where?" (Y/N) beamed happily, jumping slightly in his arms.

"There's this new place that opened up close to our house and they sell really good food." He explained "We could go right now."

"I have to go change my clothes." She said looking down at the oversized shirt and leggings that clung to her body. Hoseok recognized the piece of clothing on her.

"That's Jimin's shirt." He voiced, the thought of her in Jimin's clothes angering him a bit.

"Yeah, he lent it to me since I didn't have any clothes of mine to change into." She elaborated hoping to ease the anger she noticed in his tone.

Hoseok only hummed in reply, his eyes still fixed on the shirt.

"Go change it." He ordered and walked away from her back to the couch where he sat previously "I'll wait for you."

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and trudged up to stairs to freshen up and change into something less angering to Hoseok.