How To Be Perfect Men (Part 5)
Pairing: reader x hoseok (ft. all of bts)
Genre: romance/fluff, slight angst, college au
Summary: Hoseok and his friends come up with a detailed guide on how to ‘get the girl’ based on past experiences. He ends up using the guide to win you over. What neither of you realize, is that you’re more similar than meets the eye.
Word Count: 1733
part 5 / 9
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loosely based on this song
Hoseok bounced his leg up and down in anticipation as he sat in the library, currently alone. He had heard back from you quick, saying that you’d be there as soon as you went back to your dorm and changed. He smiled at the fact that you said your appearance was “unacceptable” and you looked “homeless.” Hoseok thought your nervousness was cute, thus explaining his own nervousness.
Soon after you sent your last text, you entered the library and dropped your bag next to the seat that you plopped down in. “Sorry it took so long, I wanted to change after I got off work.” You puffed out your cheeks and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Where do you work?” Hoseok shifted his seat so it was facing you and you blushed, beginning to feel nervous again.
“I work at that little 24 hour diner off campus?” You stuttered, sounding more like a question than a statement. “It doesn’t pay much, but it gets me by…” You trailed off, not wanting to go into much more depth.
Just as Hoseok was about to respond, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He quietly apologized as he looked at the screen without answering. “So, my friend Namjoon is throwing a party tomorrow night. You should come… with me.”
You’d been to college parties before, but only staying a couple minutes, realizing they usually weren’t worth staying at. You were hesitant to answer. “I mean… If you want me to come… then sure?” Realizing that you sounded uninterested, you added to your answer. “I’d love to go with you.”
You watched Hoseok’s face light up as he looked at you, then back down at his notebook. He started talking about God knows what, because all you could focus on was his features. His big, brown eyes, his bright smile, the way his lips turned up when he spoke. Those things alone were enough to make you zone out.
“Hellooo? Earth to Y/N?” You snapped back to reality and saw Hoseok staring at you, but not in a weird, creepy way or an annoyed way. It was almost as if he was fond of you? “I was asking if you knew the basics,” he chuckled. “You know, like supply and demand, opportunity cost, things like that?” He kept looking at you and you shook your head.
“By basics do you means high school level? It’s been a minute…” You laugh trailing off. He lightly laughed with you and moved his chair closer to you. Your breath hitched as he reached over your lap to reach your bag sitting adjacent to you. His eyes met with yours and you were praying he couldn’t hear your heart practically beating out of your chest. You coughed awkwardly and grabbed your bag from his hands, pulling out your textbook. “So, opportunity cost?” You tilted your head towards him as he opened his notes.
Hoseok’s smile never left his face the whole study session and neither did yours. For some reason, you were beginning to like economics a little more.
“You can put the cups on that table over there,” Namjoon pointed to a long plastic table in the corner of the room, as he hung up string lights in the kitchen. “I hope we have enough drinks for everyone.”
“You don’t have that many friends, Joon, don’t get ahead of yourself.” Taehyung scoffed as he moved the furniture out of the way, giving people plenty of space to do whatever it is they were going to do.
Namjoon ignored Taehyung’s comment, and faced Hoseok. “Who’s all coming tonight?”
“I invited a girl from my economics class.” When Hoseok answered, he didn’t even think about what he was saying. To be honest, he didn’t care what any of the boys had to say about it. “She’s cool, so be nice.”
“I invited that one girl with the blonde hair. You know, the girl who always wears Pumas.” Jimin said as he adjusted the hat on his head.
Namjoon looked at Jimin as if he’d seen a ghost, and technically he had. Or heard the ghost, so to say. The ghost of what could have been. “Misun? You invited Misun? What were you thinking?”
Jimin shrunk back. “Yeah, why? What’s wrong with her? I always thought she was cute.”
Namjoon definitely thought the same. “It’s just that we aren’t exactly on the best terms.”
Before anyone could say or do anything, Jungkook entered the room. “Oh no, I can’t see him but I know that Hoseok’s getting the notebook out now. ‘Rule #5, don’t be Namjoon and you can succeed with girls.’”
Hoseok was quiet, but he nodded when all the boys’ eyes landed on him. “You wanna talk about it, Joonie?” He mocked, clicking the pen and starting the entry.
“Misun, can we please just talk about this?!” Namjoon was almost in hysterics. He knew falling for her wasn’t part of the plan, but it just happened.
“What’s there to talk about? We are nothing more than fuck buddies, you said it yourself in the beginning! God, was this part of your plan? What were you thinking!!” Misun was grabbing her clothes off Namjoon’s floor, struggling to put them on in a hurry.
“Babe, please, what are you saying? I love you, don’t be like this!” Namjoon was grabbing her shirt, her shoes, anything to stall her.
“You love me? What are YOU saying? The first thing you told me coming into this was no strings attached! You said WE wouldn’t catch feelings for each other! Was this all a trick? You thought sleeping with me all the time would make me fall for you? You’re disgusting.” Misun was walking towards the door, even though she was barely clothed. Namjoon grabbed her wrist, trying to stop her.
“It wasn’t my intention to fall for you, Misun! But the more time we spent together, the more I got to know you, and the more I fell for you. You can’t tell me you don’t feel anything for me.” Misun fell quiet.
“Please let me leave, Namjoon.” Her eyes wouldn’t meet his and her voice fell. In that moment you could hear a pin drop.
Namjoon let go of her wrist and handed her the shirt he had been holding hostage. He watched her walk out of his door and essentially his life. He slid down the door as he wept into his hands. He thought she had feelings for him too, and that’s what hurt the most.
After Namjoon finished telling his story, no one had anything to say. All the boys avoided Namjoon’s eyes and there were no witty things to be said by anyone. Hoseok cleared his throat as if to alleviate some of the awkwardness in the room. “What a great way to start the party guys.” Yoongi said as a way to change the subject.
“Uhh… I guess… Rule #5 is don’t have fuck buddies?” Jimin shrugged.
Namjoon rolled his eyes. “I’m not still hung up about it or anything, don’t make this more weird than it already is. And don’t feel special either, I had no intention on telling any of you guys this story.”
Though Hoseok hadn’t said a word yet, he had all the information he needed.
5. Know what you want going into any kind of relationship, and don’t expect more or less.
“Guys, I hate to break this writing session up, but I think I just heard the first car pull up outside.” Jin said, pointing to the front door. The boys quickly set up the last of the refreshments and Hoseok placed the notebook back in his bag.
About an hour before the party started, Hoseok texted you to meet him at the party instead. You were skeptical at first and almost changed your mind. But, then you remembered that this was Hoseok you were talking about. You weren’t ever this quick to call things a crush, but you were almost sure that this is what it was.
When you arrived, there was people inside and outside. You quickly made your way inside and spotted Hoseok almost immediately. When he saw you, he instantaneously started walking towards you. “Hey, Y/N, I’m glad you could make it!”
He moved in for a hug and it took you by surprise. You gasped as his warm embrace surrounded you, but you quickly hugged back. “Thank you for inviting me, it was really sweet of you.” You smiled at him and he scoffed.
“Please, it’s nothing. C’mon, I want you to meet my friends.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the kitchen. Your heart started beating fast, and you mentally cursed at yourself. Nothing is going on, calm down, he’s your friend and he is just introducing you to more friends.
“Everyone, this is Y/N, the girl from my economics class I was telling you about, Y/N, this is everyone.” Six boys all said a cheerful hello to you but all you could focus on was the fact that Hoseok said he talked about you. You managed to voice an almost equally enthusiastic, but nervous, hello to them back as you went around and learned each of the boys’ names.
Throughout the whole night, you and the seven boys stayed close to each other for the most part and you all got to know one another. Hoseok didn’t leave your side no matter what and always dragged you away when an energetic boy by the name of Taehyung tried to tell a story about “Hoseok’s most embarrassing night” and how he apparently “will never live down the nickname ‘boob inspector’” which made you laugh, but Hoseok got into a defensive state.
“I didn’t mean to go into the girls’ locker room! I was a freshman how was I supposed to know?!”
You and the boys laughed as he sat there, red-faced as ever. “It’s simple, dude. Read the sign.” Yoongi was in a fit of laughter as Hoseok pushed him off a bar stool.
He looked to you, and although he was embarrassed, he smiled ear to ear because you were smiling and getting along nicely with his friends. He didn’t want this night to end with you, and luckily when he walked you back to your dorm and kissed you goodnight, you kissed him back.