Bts one shots smut

HOPELESS (Hobie)

(Ps. This one is gonna be a long one since he is my bias at the moment)
Smirking to myself, I drop the envelope in my hand onto the coffee table, 'please be a guest member to our one time IDOL walk, we will provide you with the outfit featured in our limited edition "Elegance" collection, time and place is on the back of the card, please to hear back from you.' Playing it over in my mind a smirk makes it's way onto my face, Revenge is the only word that pops into my head, why? Oh because of my very close 'Best Friend'. I know he has feelings for me and I do for him as well, now we love to flirt with each other don't get me wrong. We've had many one night stands 'but how are they one night stands if you do it often?' girl I'm asking myself the same thing. We do it often so it's nothing new to us, we're still the best of friends, even though we have feelings for each other he still goes on dates with other people. And that's what pisses me off, why? Because anytime I even TALK to another guy he has the nerve to be all upset and get mad at me. One minute he wants all my attention and the next he's taking another girl on a date. That's why when I picked up the letter and my eyes skimmed over 'special guest' and 'IDOL walk' I had the perfect plan for my revenge. Flipping the card over my eyes skimmed over the date and time, my eyes nearly pop out of my head when I see that it's in two days time. I stand up and immediately head to the shower to freshen up, slipping off my silky pink robe I turn the shower on, I like my showers hot 'to release all my depression'. Stepping inside i start to think over our fight, me and J-hope got into a fight when he pulled me away from my first date. Pulling me outside he had the nerve to get mad at me for being on a date with someone I barely even knew, I got so pissed off at him that I slapped him across the cheek. "'Oh so you can go on a 100 dates but I can't? Fuck off hobie' I yelled into his face fuming my chest heaving rapidly, I turn on my heal about to walk off. A large hand snatches my wrist pulling me back, stumbling I catch myself turning around, 'I didn't say you can leave! Don't walk away from me Y/A!' My face turned red tired of putting up with his shit, I yank my arm from his grip, looking up I throw him a glare, 'yeah? Well I didn't ask for your permission, so if I wanna fuck, kiss, date or even talk to another guy, then that's exactly what I'm going to do' I growl out, he clenched his jaw turning his head to the side. I turned around making my way to my car, unlocking the door I hear him shout 'YEAH? Well we'll see about that y/a!' Rolling my eyes I grit my teeth, hopping in and slamming my door shut". Snapping myself out of the memory, I scrub my hair with the conditioner as I remembered last weeks events, we were still not on speaking terms. I smirk to myself thinking that this will be the perfect time to get my revenge, I'll show him that he can't control me, the card said "IDOL" meaning that almost every idol group will be there and I was asked to be the one special guest to walk in their designer outfit. It's a big honor that they picked me, this will boost my career and image so I'm going to make this the best performance I have ever done. Finishing my shower I get out, cleansing my face and brushing my hair I try my best to pamper myself today so I look good in two days time. I head to my bed as I turn on my tv, slipping on my robe again I climb in, I turn on Netflix as I put on my favorite Korean drama. Having a little cheat time I grab my pack of Oreos out of my nightstand drawer and settle in.
2 days later:
Waking up at 12 pm I turn off my alarm, the runway show was at night at exactly 5, that gave me enough time to get ready and show up to get my hair, makeup and clothes done. I jump out of bed and head to the bathroom, I brush my teeth and wash my face, stepping out I walk Over to my closet looking for the perfect sexy outfit for the day. I decide for a simple, tight, floral dress stopping at my middle thigh, I pair it with some black 3 inch heals, I leave my face bare and my slightly damp hair into a bun so that they can do what they please when I get there. Grabbing my bag and keys I walk downstairs and to my fridge and grab a Starbucks coffee, popping the cap I take a big gulp. Giving out a satisfied sigh I head out the door, locking it and turning around, unlocking my car I get in placing my bag into the passenger side door. I buckle up and head to my destination, I got there at 3:30 with a lot of extra time to get ready, the parking lot was not packed at all, about 20 cars were here already. I step out and take in my surroundings, it was a very nice building, an art gallery to be specific. I'm guessing the inside is big enough to hold a runway show, grabbing my purse, coffee, phone and keys I shut my door and lock my car. I strut over to the entrance getting in a little practice for later, I walk up the stairs to the large glass double doors, I bow my head slightly to the man holding the door open for me as I walk in.