pairings: black dancer reader x idol hoseok, also reader x dancer yeonjun
summary: you are a dancer at this underground hiphop club doing dance battles for money. trying to make ends meet, you hear that a kpop idol who used to dance at the club is hosting a battle for $1,000??
word count: 1.1k
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NOT PROOF READ BTW
“AND THE WINNER IS…. ____!!” the host yells your name causing the crowd to roar. you feel a sudden surge of excitement as you look around seeing lots of familiar faces. people you have grown up with your whole life, cheering for one of your biggest wins yet. you walk up and shake hands with your opponent, Choi Yeonjun. he has been in IGIDA for years, climbing his way to the top becoming one of the best dancers in the club. so to beat him is a very big achievement.
“woah good job, I haven’t been challenged liked that in years” he says shaking your hand wiping the sweat off his forehead with the other. “thank you so much, it was really such an honor” you say gratefully. after speaking with him you go and claim your prize money. the prize pot was bigger than usual, a whopping $250, it’s usually around 50 to 100 dollars so to have it this big is wild.
you head to the locker room with your money. as you are stuffing it in your bag someone covers your eyes from behind. “guess who it is!” the familiar voice says playfully. “hyunjin..get your hands off my face now” you say, rolling your eyes behind his hands. turning you around, he says, “let’s go get dinner!” “not tonight, i have bills to pay” you say, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “but you always say that, you never have any funnn” he groans trailing behind you. the two of you make your way to the outside of the building, the cold wind quickly attacks your face, following close behind is hyunjin still trying to convince you to buy dinner. “HERE” you yell finally caving into him handing the boy $30. “your not coming with?” he asks taking the crisp bills. “i told you i can’t, i have things to do tonight” you say slipping your hat onto your head. “aw alright, we’ll make sure to text me when you make it home!” he says “yeah yeah” you wave him off.
once he is around the corner, you start walking home. it is one of the coldest nights in seoul. the chilling air causes your breath to turn white. the lights from the many billboards illuminate your path. you have your headphones in tuning out all the surrounding noise of the cars zooming past. "ah shit" you whince, looking down you see your foot ankle deep into a puddle. "and i just got these shoes too," you mumble to yourself trying to wipe off some of the dirty water, failing miserably.
you make your way up to your slum apartment building, using the stairs for an extra workout, totally not because the stupid elevator is broken. the hall greets you with the familiar smell of stale cigarettes and mildew. "finally" you huff, dropping your bag next to the door. your apartment isnt in the best condition, but it has all the necessities to live. "its so cold in here omg" you say going to check the thermostat. you always complain and complain to your landlord about the heat being broken, but like always he just brushes you off and says "i'll get to it". you qucikly texted hyunjin that you made it home, after you change into your pajamas. "yes, my bed oh how i've missed you so much" you say plopping onto the bed. just as your drifting off to sleep loud banging comes from upstairs. "ugh not this again" you say tiredly getting up and grabbing the broom. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" you yell to them, beating the broom on the ceiling. after a few seconds of that, they shut up. it works every time.
"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK"
"im coming" you say rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, getting out the bed and making your way to the door. "yes?" you say opening the door. "wheres my rent money ___?" your landlord questions. "i dont have it all, i only have half" you say " i just need a few more days to get the rest". you quickly rush to get the money out of your jacket pocket. "you said that last week ___, i need my money now" he says raising his voice. “i know, i know” you say stuffing the money in his hand. “i’ll get it to you by tomorrow, i swear " you say pushing the door closed. a big huff of air escapes your mouth as you hear him walk away from the door. looking down at your watch, you see its almost 10 am. “damnit im going to be late!” you quickly take a shower and put on your work uniform.
“ORDER NUMBER 46!” you yell into the line of people waiting for their drinks. "Hello! im ___ what may i get you today?" you say looking down at the cash regitser screen. "Oh, ___?" the man says. as you look up the face of yeonjun greets you wamrly. "oh my gosh, hi!" you say suprised. "i didnt know you worked here" he says looking at the menu. "yeah, i've been working here a while now". "ok, can i get a matcha latte?" he asks finally deciding on what he wants. "yeah, ill call your number when its ready" you say putting his order in. "ORDER NUMBER 52!" you yell yeonjun's number. "did you hear about whos coming to IGIDA tonight?" he asks picking up his drink. "who?" you ask. "his nickname is jhope, he used to be a member but then he joined a k-pop group." "i dont think ive ever heard of him" you say shruging him off. "oh and i also heard hes doing battles, i think the pot is around $1,000! its so crazy" he says going to walk away. 'WAIT! a 1,000?" you say stopping him in his tracks "thats enough for rent this month" you say in your head. "what time is it going to happen?" you ask. "10, if you want you can come a little earlier we can practice together" he offers. "oh sure, i get off around six oclock so how about then?" you ask. "alright, its a date!" he says playfuly walking away with his drink.
when six o'clock rolls around, you head over to IGIDA. its not far from the cafe you work at, about a 15 minute walk. walking into the building is like walking into a second home, it’s always been a place where you can forget about all the negativity that had built from that day. the place is filled with many dancers, practicing their routines and freestyles. you head to the locker room and change into some baggy black sweats paired with a baggy graphic tee tucked into the right side of your bra. walking into the main room out of the corner of your eye you spot yeonjun doing his stretches. "there he is” you say to yourself walking towards him.
writers note: i hope yall like this idk when the next part coming
IGIDA: 이기다 or IGIDA is the name of the dance club. it is the korean verb for "to win" or "to beat".
summary: hoseok comes back from the studio and needs to relieve the built-up stress
warnings: dominance, dirty talk, slapping, creampie, cum play
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You heard the front door open as you scrolled through instagram on the couch in the living room. After taking off his shoes, Hoseok made his way over to you as you smiled at his emotionless face.
“How was work?” He didn’t reply but instead leaned down to kiss you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth in the process. You furrowed your eyebrows as you kissed him back but tried to gently push him back to ask him what’s going on. Hoseok gripped the couch on each side of your body and put his knee between your legs as he aggressively made out with you.
“Hobi-” “Shut up” You were taken aback for a moment, but at the same time got a little excited when you heard the harsh tone your boyfriend was speaking to you with. He returned to your heated make out session and this time you didn’t resist, but went fully with it.
Hoseok started kissing your neck and put one hand under your sweater to grab one of your breasts before massaging it with his thumb. You moaned and gripped his hair with one hand. He returned to making out with you after leaving a few hickeys. His hand made its way down to your core, making you let out another moan.
“I need you right now” Hoseok muttered into your neck before kissing the hickeys he had left before. Your boyfriend gently picked you up to walk to your shared bedroom and continued kissing your lips while you put your legs around his hips to draw his body closer to yours. Your hands found their way back to his hair as you softly grasped his hair.
He slowly placed you on the bed before pulling back from your lips to take off his shirt. Hoseok didn’t waste time and got right back to hovering over your figure and sliding his tongue into your mouth. You moaned in response to his touch and put one hand on his chest and slid it across his abs until you reached his crotch.
Now you gained one moan from him as he took off your sweater and your bra right after along with your shorts. It didn’t last long until he had one nipple in your mouth while massaging the other breast. You moaned loudly after he sucked hard on your boob, trying to form another hickey. After a moment, he moved his head up, focusing on your lips again. You got on your knees, switching positions, so he was laying down with you hovering over him.
You kissed his lips and worked your way down to his sweats where a huge bulge was already visible. Hoseok bit his lip at the sight in front of him. You pulled the sweats along with his underwear off and briefly licked your lips before slowly pumping the shaft and guiding your mouth to the top. Starting by kissing it and licking it before you put the whole thing in your mouth.
Your boyfriend let out a loud moan as he grabbed your head and directing your mouth up and down. You rubbed your thighs together in excitement and felt a wet patch between your legs. Gradually you bobbed your head faster and faster before he grabbed you by your cheeks and pulled you up to sloppily kiss you. You grinded yourself on his hard cock and snickered.
He harshly grabbed your ass, making you squeal for a second, and sliding one hand in your underwear. Hoseok chuckled and slapped one cheek before grabbing it again.
“What a naughty girl huh” He positioned you over his cock and slid your underwear to the side. Both of you let out a long moan as he entered you. Not long after, he gripped your hips and started thrusting rapidly into you. You put your hands on his chest for support as you lay your head in your neck, moaning the whole time.
“Slower. Please.” You managed to say between thrusts. However, his pace didn’t change at all, but a smirk was plastered on his face. In an instant, you knew that he wouldn’t slow down as long as he didn’t finish.
Your moans slowly turned into screams from too much pleasure. “Hobi..cumming.” As soon as he heard this, your boyfriend pulled you up and switched positions again. Now he was settled behind you and your face was buried in the pillow. He guided his cock to your entrance and entered roughly before he put his thumb on your clit, stimulating it.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you chanted his name like it was the only word you knew. Hoseok leaned forwards and grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling it harshly as he rapidly slammed his length into you.
“Look at you being all submissive” your boyfriend snarled, giving you another slap. You whined as you felt your climax approaching faster.
You felt his cock twitch inside you, signalizing you that he was close, so you clenched your walls around him, making him gasp. His steady thrusts got uneven while he dug his nails into your hips.
“Hoseok” you screamed out while your orgasm washed over you, making your whole body weak.
His hips came to a halt and you felt your walls being painted white as you let out a sigh. He loosened his grip around your hips and lazily slid his cock out of your hole before spreading it apart and watching his semen spill out with an amused look on his face as he pushed some back with his finger.
Hoseok let go of your hair, gently lowered your hips to the side and went to the bathroom to get a damp towel to clean up his mess. After he was finished, he lay behind you and hugged you as he whispered “I love you” into your back as he got soft snores as a response.
Hi! I’m trying to find this hoseok x reader fanfic series, it’s basically y/n meeting hobi through a dating app and he’s basically like an edgy looking rock god, with tatts and the whole shabam but he’s an actual sweetheart as usualy bc hobi, i cant find it anywhere does anyone know who made it or what it’s called?
Heyo guys! I got this idea for this great fic from @youarejesting so if you want to send in requests I’ll be posting small fics from your bias’ to you.
1) send in an insecurity you have. Please try to be as specific as you are comfortable.
2) tell me your bias
I did ask @youarejesting for permission to use this idea and they said yes. Definitely also check them out as they are an amazing writer and person
Requested: By Anonymous; a request for four separate fics for each hyung line member where the reader is their Personal Assistant and there’s sexual tension between them, but they can’t do anything about it because it would complicate things too much.
Rating: Angst.
Warnings: Suggestive content/language.
Title: In the Heat of The Night
Word Count: 1,002
Y/n hadn’t meant to walk in on Hoseok while he was practicing, but it wasn’t uncommon for her to find him in the dance studio, so she stood in the doorway, watching him as his body moves across the room, the music seemingly guiding his every movement, as if he wasn’t even in control of himself, his expression contorting with every twist, painting out a story of pure emotion. She leans against the doorway, her eyes scanning the room, taking note that he was the only one in before entering the room slowly and sitting down in a corner, waving at him slightly when his gaze raised to meet hers in the mirror. He smiles, his expression turning light and happy as he turns around, jogging over to turn off the music before joining her on the ground, leaning his head on her shoulder and wrapping an arm around her.
“Hey there,” he mumbles, closing his eyes and sighing happily. She smiles, returning his hug before rubbing her eyes.
“Why are you practicing this late?” She asks, “you have early practice in the morning. You should be resting.” Hoseok’s face breaks out in a smile and he tackles her in another hug, burying his face in the crook of her neck.
“You care about me? Aw, y/n~” she scoffs, pushing at his shoulders as he smothers her, his hands resting on her hips.
“Hoseok, let me up! Don’t be ridiculous. It’s my job to care about your well-being.” He raises his head, his gaze locking with hers.
“Is it?” His head tilts and he smiles crookedly, one hand raising to cup her cheek. Y/n frowns, her hand wrapping around his wrist.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?” He murmurs. “Or do you just…care about me?”
“I mean- fuck, of course I care about you, Hoseok. You’re my friend.” He nods slowly, his teeth dragging across his lip briefly before he sighs, lowering his forehead to rest against hers.
“I care about you too, you know.” Y/n swallows thickly.
“I know,” she replies.
“So…?” Hoseok’s breath fans across her neck as he dips his head, his lips brushing against her skin. “What do you say?”
“We can’t,” y/n bites her lip, placing her hands on his shoulders and pushing him back gently. “We can’t.” Hoseok stays where he is, hovering over her.
“You don’t want to?”
“I didn’t say that,” her reply is rushed and she closes her eyes, shaking her head, “that’s not what I meant. Even if I wanted to…we can’t. I work for you, Hoseok. I can’t just…it doesn’t work like that.” He frowns, his body lowering slightly to rest against her as he presses a soft kiss to her neck.
“Why not?” His voice is strained- almost a whine- and his hand slips from her cheek back down to her hip.
“It’s unprofessional.”
“Mhm…”
“It could complicate things,” y/n continues, earning another hum from Hoseok. “We could get in trouble- I could get fired…” Hoseok bites her shoulder softly before raising his head and meeting her gaze.
“Only if we get caught,” he mumbles, “only if someone finds out. I can keep a secret, y/n. Can you?” She frowns, her eyebrows furrowing as she searches his eyes.
“Hoseok, we shouldn’t….”
“What’s wrong with it?” He continues, “what’s wrong with having what you want? I don’t understand, y/n.” He kisses her cheek, “you want this?”
Y/n nods.
“I know I want this,” he murmurs. “We want each other, y/n. It can’t be wrong. There’s no we shouldn’t, there’s no it’s wrong, there’s no excuse. There’s nothing to stand in our way of being together.” He takes a deep breath, “I want you- and you want me. It’s simple. It’s easy. It makes sense. We make sense.” Y/n swallows roughly and closes her eyes.
“Hoseok.”
“Yes, y/n?”
“You promise…you won’t tell anyone? Not even your friends? No one can know…I don’t want to lose my job. I can’t lose this job.” Hoseok grins, his hand returning to her face.
“It is a good excuse for us to spend time together, isn’t it?” He mumbles, peppering kisses across her face. “I won’t tell anyone.” He mumbles in between kisses. “No one will know. If that’s what it takes- I’ll keep this secret as long as I have to.” Y/n’s gaze flickers to his lips and she smiles slightly.
“Then…I don’t see why we can’t…why we shouldn’t.” Hoseok grins.
“That’s my girl,” he whispers, pressing his lips to hers. “You can keep this secret, yeah?” He lowers his body to hers, molding his mouth against hers, not giving her time to answer. He breaks the kiss briefly again to grin, “you’re so bad, you know that? Breaking the rules like this?” Hoseok kisses her again and then laughs. “Why were you watching me dance anyways,” his hips shift against hers slightly and he kisses along her neck. “did you want this to happen?” Y/n blushes and shoves at his shoulders.
“I wasn’t watching you. I came in here because you weren’t asleep.”
“How’d you know that, baby?” Hoseok asks.
“Shut up, Hoseok. You know I wasn’t…I wasn’t…” He grins, nipping at her neck and sighing.
“We should probably go, yeah?” His gaze flickers up to meet hers. “If you found me in here easily, we wouldn’t want someone else doing the same.” Y/n’s face heats up slightly as he looks pointedly at their bodies and how they were tangled together on the ground. “This would be pretty hard to give an innocent explanation.”
Y/n smiles as he stands up, pulling her with him and kissing her quickly before heading out the door.
“Well, lets hurry then. It would still be kind of compromising for someone to find me with you when you’re…like that.” Hoseok grins, his arms snaking around her waist as he pouts and leans his chin on her shoulder.
“It’s not my fault.” Y/n rolls her eyes.
“Just hurry up.” Hoseok’s lips tip up into a smile and he nods.
Summary/Prompt: It’s morning, you're snuggled up expecting to spend the whole day in bed but noooo you get woken up early. All you think is Hoseok better have a good reason for waking you up.
Note: I haven't posted something in a while so while I am currently working on “Tattoos and Tutus” Part 2, here is this short old fic from forever ago. (I’m trying to get Part 2 done soon but school is kicking my buttttt, being a biomed kid equals more work than the amount of hours in a day.)
Warnings: Morning Fluff
Word Count: 1.3ish?
"Y/N..."
A soft voice gently pulls you from sleep's grasp. As you slowly open up your eyes, you see a figure over you, looking down at you.
It's your boyfriend, Hoseok.
"Nnmm it's too early Hoseok..." You groan softly as you roll over and close your eyes again.
Soon you feel a gently prodding in your side and slight shaking.
"Y/N... I want to show you something beautiful..." He gently murmured. "If we don't hurry, you won't be able to see it."
You yawn softly and flip over onto your back, turning your head towards your boyfriend, eyes still closed.
Suddenly you feel a tickling sensation on your neck. It was Hoseok deciding that he wasn't going to wait anymore for you to wake up on your own so he was going to help you.
He was giving you butterfly kisses, softly and gently. Moving from all over your face to down your neck to the exposed skin of your collarbone and back up again.
It was just enough to make you squirm around slightly and open up your eyes again. You turn over onto your side and look at him. He locks eyes with you.
"Good morning beautiful." He says with one of his bright smiles.
You smile back and kiss him on his nose. "Good morning my happy virus." He laughs and sits up.
"Dress warmly Y/N."
"Whyyy?.." You yawn again while stretching your arms out above your head.
Hoseok gets up from bed and grabs an outfit from his stash of clothes that he keeps at your apartment.
"Because we are going to go see something beautiful." Is all he tells you with a cheeky grin.
You throw a pillow at him and he laughs running away from you into the bathroom. You chuckle to yourself and stretch some more until all the kinks are out of your body.
You look over at the big bay window in your room. It was still dark out.
"Why is he waking me up so early?... it's still dark..." You wonder. Standing up, you look at your alarm clock. It reads that it is around 5 o'clock. "He's so crazy... this better be something if I’m waking up this early." You say to yourself as you drag yourself to your closet.
It wouldn’t be the first time he’s pulled a prank like this before. Once he woke you up in the dead of night and said he needed to show you something beautiful. Then he proceeded to pull a hand mirror out from the bedside drawer and show you your own face. It was cute and cheesy like you like but not at 3 am when you were in a deep sleep. But regardless of his mistimed pranks, you loved his goofy ways.
"Hmm... something warm..." You decide on a simple, comfortable outfit. Jeans and a sweatshirt. By the time you are dressed, Hoseok is out of the bathroom.
He's wearing a sweatshirt and jeans also. "Good you dressed warm!" He wraps you in a hug and kisses you good morning properly. "Now bathroom is all yours but don't take too long." Hoseok flashes you another devilish smile.
"What do you have planned?” Your evil boyfriend just smiles and locks his lips. Rolling your eyes, you walk into the bathroom to get finished.
When you are done Hoseok is sitting on the bed, messing with his phone. "Ready?" He asks smiling up at you. You nod and smile back. "Good! Now we're off!"
His excitement is clearly evident and not disturbed by the early hour. You just laugh and follow him, figuring you’d amuse him. In the elevator you watch Hoseok as he bounces on his heels, watching the numbers go down.
Soon you reach the ground floor and the elevator door opens, letting J-hope spill out. He grabs your hand, entwining your fingers, pulling you along with him. You smile down at your interlocked hands. When you look up Hoseok is looking you, also smiling.
"I love you beautiful." He tells you while giving you a quick peck.
Walking out from your apartment building, it's almost like a different world.
There are still people around but on a early Sunday morning there's not much noise going on. It's rather peaceful. You notice the sky is now lighting up with the beginnings of the sunrise.
Hoseok breaks your hands as he runs off for something. You stand there with your head cocked slightly.
"Now what is he doing?" You say out loud as you walk in the direction where he ran off. Soon he's running back but carrying something.
He stops in front of you, slightly flushed, holding a bag and two coffees. "Since we didn't get time to eat breakfast and you said you miss your breakfast." He grins big at you.
Hoseok liked to bring your culture and his Korean culture together. Like parts of your breakfast for instance. You smile back at him.
"Hoseok you are so sweet. Thank you." You kiss him softly.
He reaches into the bag and pulls out a doughnut for each of you. Then gives you your coffee.
You continue following him while you sip and eat your breakfast but then Hoseok diverts off the sidewalk and goes onto a dirt path.
"Are we going to the Han River?" You ask recognizing where you are going.
You live in the Mapo District near the Han River so you visit the river often. Hoseok likes to go to it because he rarely gets to go outside with being so busy.
"You'll see Y/N." He slips you another smile.
You just sigh and take in the nice morning. Not too cold but that nice type of chilly where the air is crisp and clean. Light morning fogs hangs around as if the world is still waking up and is shedding it’s blanket.
As you get closer to the river, the sky is even lighter now. You start to see some more colors showing on the horizon.
Once you finish your breakfast, Hoseok links pinkies with you, happy to be touching you again. He alternates between linking pinkies and holding hands. You both continue to walk, linked together, along the side of the river.
"Now can you tell me Hobi?" You ask him.
He shakes his head. "Almost, beautiful." You just smile softly, trusting him.
You sneak a glance at your boyfriend of a long time.
Almost two years now.
The man who’s practically moved into your apartment but for sure has set up shop in your heart a while ago.
Being an idol though, he has to keep you a secret and can't see you very often even though he does practically live with you when he can. His members know you and sometimes come over too.
Right now BigHit gave them some time off so they all went on their own way for all little while but Hoseok decided to visit you before going to see his family.
"Y/N, look." Hoseok snaps you out of your reminiscing and points to the sky. "This is what I wanted to show you."
He gently squeezes your hand and smiles at you. You look at where he is pointing.
The sunrise is finally up.
The sun has turned the sky into a masterpiece. You've never seen such a beautiful sunrise. The sky is painted in pinks and purples and yellows and oranges of all different shades.
"It's... it's beautiful Hoseok..." You say breathlessly.
The sunrise perfectly brings out the Yeongdeungpo District on the other side of the river while lights up the spaces in the Mapo Bridge, making it seem so soft and delicate.
You feel like you're in your own little world with Hoseok.
He wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face into your hair. "So do you like it Y/N?" He asks you. You turn around and look him in the eyes.
Hoseok has this way of conveying his emotions through his eyes. You notice love and happiness in them and you bet the same is reflected in yours. All you do is nod then pull him into you.
You kiss him long and passionately. When you break apart both of you are red-faced by the public display you two just gave.
Hoseok chuckles lightly and rubs the back of his neck. "I'm going to assume you do?"
You both laugh out loud. "Very much so." You answering smiling up at him.
"I love you Hoseok." You tell him. He bends down and kisses you once again.
Your mind stutters dysfunctionally and you slowly take a step back.
Your brother gets abruptly cut of by a low growl, and everyones attention's lured towards the wolf announcing its claim.
"Mate."
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Au
Wolf au.
Alpha au.
Mate au.
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Warning
Story contain smut and adult topics and scenes. Mild use of vulgar language and gore. You have been warned.
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Copyright
I don't own any of the bts members and the plotline once used to be LaikaTaehyung. I have full permission on taking this story and the rest of the functional characters and storyline is mine. Any similarities to other book is a coincidence.
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Other source: Alpha's little wolf
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☽Summary☾ ; Rescued by an known thief, claming to be a Demi-God, you agreed to let him stay on your couch. With one condition: Don’t leave without telling.
On a chilly autumn night between a dark ally, where no one was supposedly going to stop by at midnight, you were cornered up in a dead exit. Your pulse vibrating and pumping as the adrenaline made you run to the nearest hide-out, from the college douchebags who searched adventure for the night.
“Come on little one, don’t you want to have fun with us?” The leader of the group growled, taking his facemask off that you assumed to be just a regular nylon stocking. You spat at him with gritted teeth, feeling the cold wall press against your spine. “Yeah because running away from idiots is so much fun”
“Oh baby, this is just the foreplay” The other right-hand spoke with an obnoxious smile, walking with heavy steps towards you. His hands forming to gripping fists as he adjusted his huge blue jumper jacket, with the third male copying every bit of movement to fit in this scenario.
“Do not even think about touching me!” You yelled, hoping for the empty streets to hear your pleas. The way the leader fiddled with his filthy black hair to get a better look, you swore there were a red hue glistering in his orbs.
“It won’t help screaming like that… you will be needing it later” He threatened, stroking a hand against your hot cheek before you slapped it away in defence. The urge to slap him across the face was tingling at your fingertips, until you heard an unfamiliar fourth voice in the back speak up.
“Oh leave the poor girl alone boys. Find someone who is WILLING to sleep with you, than forcing them. That’s at least legal.” You head tilting to watch the black silhouette form at the entrance of the ally, with an unknown facial of a shadow. His voice was delicate, comedic but sweet.
“Isn’t that the guy who says he’s some weird god?” The right-hand commented, scrunching his brows in the process of scanning the back. The leader taking the opportunity to sneak a take for himself, as for laughing in the results.
“Shit you’re right.” He spat with a smile, before leaving the victimised you, to be left back. His hands clapping together, warming up for a fist fight.
“What are you going to do? Zap us??” The third commented, before joining his crew in the meantime. The unknown speaker only cracked a half-hearted smile, blinding in the dark shadows of the night.
“Oh please… That’s Zeus’ job.” A smile turning upside down, disappearing at your sight. The figure lost in time and space, before one by one of the gang fell to their knees. Their groans in agony and confusion rising before you, realising that you could be in danger too. There was no understanding in the light of this, but panic layered upon your shoulders before dashing towards the only exit in the ally.
Your feet burning and forehead sweating, with unknown tears falling at the corner of the eyes. Stopping to catch a breath, as the familiar neighbourhood came to life in the street lights. Your own love and home, was just a few street blocks away and it was all over.
“What was that?” You questioned yourself, before huffing your way to seek comfort. The lost memory of people falling to their knees and the silhouette of a man, gone.
“I saved you and you just leave me hanging??” The familiar man standing in the tracks of your return, surprised at his broad chest blocking your way. Stepping back to see the face unfold, of a beautiful young man with light brown hair. His eyes black as the coal on Christmas night, with the dimples digging into his cheeks as he smiled. Ripped clothing, but didn’t seem to be homeless as for his clean self. Your eyebrows knitting in confusion, once again.
“W-Wait? What? I-I” You stuttered, before the laughter came back like music to your ears. There was something about him, that made your heart skip a beat, or was it just the aftermath of an escape?
“A ‘Thank you’, would be nice” He answered, letting his long eyelashes bat in your direction. Your mouth quivering, wrapping your head around this specific topic, because the reason to be this mute wasn’t the fact you were almost attacked. But, the rumours about him being a Demi-god was a whole new level of insanity.
“T-Thank you” You managed to speak, sporting back the smile you were slowly falling for. “Great! But I could use a place to crash” He replied, bowing down to catch your eyes on the same level. Your mouth gapped and eyes wide, realising where you remembered that familiar smile. From a mug shot.
“YOU’RE THAT THIEF!” You yelled, getting your mouth covered with his thin fingers as if it didn’t need anything else to block your vocals. “Hush little one. You don’t want to wake the whole neighbourhood, right?” He whispered up close, sensing the aroma of his mint breath and cologne.
“B-But why are you not in jail??? You stole the ring of Myosotis!!!” You spoke eagerly as whipping his blockage away, to catch him off surprise.
“They didn’t have any proof it was me, so I walked out.” Shoulder shrugged and the most pleasant smirk appeared, making you laugh due to the humorous meeting with the famous phantom thief. “So, because you did a good deed suddenly, you think I’ll let you sleep in my house?”
“Isn’t that obvious? I could use a place to crash for the time being, since I’m not exactly accepted back in heaven yet” He suggested, walking with steady steps towards your house. You caught up to walk beside him, watching the features on his face to not read any of his thoughts. Even though he was a criminal, there was something about him that assured you security and comfort.
“Hold up.” You stopped his tracks, stepping in front to see his face surprised and intrigued by your appealing posture. “If you’re going to crash on my couch. There is one condition! ALWAYS tell me when you’re leaving the house!”
Your eyes locked with each other, finding his amused smile to trigger a tickle in your stomach. His hand unfolded and directed in your way, you took it with pleasure without thinking further. “It’s a deal.”
It wasn’t that he tried to do any harm on you, in fact he just saved your life from a gang of college idiots that even for the weak hearted, would appreciate. To any other person, this would seem insane and put yourself in danger, but there was something in his smile that assured you he was nothing but a guy with grand expectations of himself. A Demi-god? That’s ridiculous, but still oddly enough believable of his statement with pride.
“So… A Demi-God, huh?” Walking inside the less furniture house, you threw your keys at the table, making the familiar sound of crashing metal. “Yeah, a Demi-God. Why do you humans ask me that, in such a way of sarcasm?” He responded, setting foot to sit on the brown fluffy couch.
“Whatever you are, Mr. Demi-God-“
“Please. Just call me Hoseok… Maybe that way you won’t look at me with that obnoxious expression” He interrupted making your fists clench at the attitude, even after accepting his plea of taking up your couch.
“Then Hoseok, how long are you going to stay?” You questioned, walking towards him with folded arms. His brunette hair covering his blissful forehead, you found him intriguing in the broken lamps light.
“Till I get my pass to go back.”
“A pass, to where?”
“Heaven.” He answered, to his smile faded along the way to the point you could sense the tense aura of the subject.
“You know what? I need to slumber on this, because I am insane for letting you in but fuck it.” You spoke, already feeling the tiredness overcome like a blanket. Your hands unfolded and fallen to the side of your hips to walk towards the lonely bedroom in the back.
“Wait! You don’t want to know what kind of God I am???!” He yelled from afar, getting you to rub your temples as if a headache formed but it was just a person. “Not tonight Hoseok.”
Waking up the early mornings as the sunlight broke the frigid night, you pondered about the previous episode. It wasn’t every day you would stop by a thief, let alone sleep on your couch. Walking out of the bedroom exit, you noticed the curled-up ball of his form on the sofa, as you rebounded the strap around your hips. Your foot kicking at the lifeless leg hanging from the furniture, to receive a person who was creating eyebags of the harsh night.
“Wake up sleeping beauty” You commented with your rusty morning voice, to proceed in the kitchen of brewing coffee. The sound of bones cracking and an unpredictable moan, the man on the couch was sitting comfortable against the fabric. “What time is it?” He questioned, listening to a voice you wished to not hear again, because it was so god damn sexy. Raspy, low and just how you liked it. His footsteps dragged along the woodened floor, feeling his presence come close.
“About 10 o’clock.” Pouring up the hot coffee, sprinkled with a bit of sugar as he got himself a cup.
“So, Mr. Criminal” You continued, receiving a glare as of not using his name that he wished. You smiled cockily, as you stirred the liquid with a spoon. “How much is that ring worth, for you to steal it in the first place?” Your eyes layered upon the blue hued ring on his finger, as it glimpsed at the sunlight coming through the windows. The feel of magic and fantasy flowing through your veins, watching his smile unfold of the question.
“It’s not just an ordinary ring, but it’s worth nothing.” He answered, sipping on the coffee as the taste of bitter liquid hitting his taste buds. “Not unless you’re a Demi-God” His answer only made your temples pulsate at the thought of his previous confession, that there are Demi-Gods walking around on earth. As if you were placed in a movie, you weren’t supposed to be assigned to.
“This Demi-God thing, what’s it worth to you?” You questioned, closing your eyes as if it weren’t crazy enough to ask that.
“It’s worth everything to me, but enough about that. I’m very curious, why did you let me in so easily?” A kitten-like-face leaning upon his hand, watching your body lean against the counter table. You pondered along the sound of his purrs, waiting for an answer. To be fair, it was crazy for you to let a man, yet a supernatural being in your house. He could kill you if it meant that he only had to lift a finger, but it wasn’t the aura you got from him.
“How about, you prove to me that you’re a Demi-God and I will tell you why I let you inside, yeah?” Oh boy how were you regretting every word, as he gave you a devilish smile. You didn’t know what to expect, than everything becoming in slow motion. His body posture as tense like a hunter, as his eyes glowed brighter and that dammed beautiful smile. The messy morning hair stroked back, to see his form coming closer to stand, right in front of you.
“Do you feel it?” He whispered against your ear, as the hot breath hitting your neck. A hand stroking your arm, forming chills along your spine while the feel of your legs giving in. Eyes locked together, you could sense the universe in his orbs as if you became lose.
“A Demi-God in Energy. I take the life forms from flowers, electricity and people. I can feel your powering energy degrade by every second as I’m speaking, because I’m taking it away…” What was he doing to you, sucking out your energy? Your heart’s beat slowed down by each taking breath, catching you off guard feeling his hands continuing to be stroking your soft bare skin as nothing made sense.
“This doesn’t pro-“ Your own strength falling to below average as you gripped onto Hoseok’s shirt, clutching hard with the last mounts of your strength. His arms locking around your waist to keep you close, as the feel of your legs has disappeared.
“Careful now. You have quite the energy, and I was about to doubt if it would ever reach to this point…” He muttered, feeling your body shake within his touch. You couldn’t speak, the numbness of your body growing further to the rest of your dying limbs.
“Good thing is, I can always give it back… Want me to do that?” His forehead touching your own, holding you tighter to not let you fall on the ground. His eyes glowing once again, as you could only nod an answer. “Good girl, because if you didn’t want me to, you might die right here, and now”
The left arm of his grip loosened, tilting your head with the help of your chin. His slender fingers stroking the pink shaded lips of yours, as he locked his eyes on you. The tip of his nose rubbing your own, not even realising his lips coming closer by millimetres. His breath hitting your skin, warming it up before he brushed his soft lips against yours. It was sweet, and bitter from the coffee. You could sense the universe surrounding the earth of stars and beautiful hues of colours. It was overwhelming as your eyes closed to indulge in the kiss, as the feel of your energy getting restored. Soft, careful and daring, heating up by the second you could move yourself. It was too good to let go, as your consciousness returned. You were breathless, when the feel of his lips leaving your own and the stars disappearing like your own sanity. Pushing his broad chest away from your heated body, you touched the not so innocent lips.
“What the fuck Hoseok” You spoke, feeling embarrassed of the sudden seduction and submission. It wasn’t bad, at all and that’s what scared you. In less than 24-hours meeting a stranger, you were already kissing him.
“You told me to prove that I was a Demi-God. So I did?” He chuckled, walking back to sit on a bar chair.
“Was it necessary with the kiss?” You questioned with a whisper, seeing the flashbacks of his lips moving ever so delicate against yours. “No, but I did it anyways. It’s the fastest way to re-transfer the energy, didn’t like it?” He laughed, watching your rogue cheeks flush at the comment.
“Shut up.” You snickered, returning to make a decent breakfast. The burning feeling in the bottom of your core, was scaring you as how much you wanted to try it once again.
“so, about your acceptance of my stay, what’s the reason?” He spoke, raising a brow in expectations of a decent answer, but you just sighed in process.
“I was once the one who needed a place to crash. No one would let me in, and I had to sleep on benches. I know the suffering of being left alone, and that’s what I can’t let others happen to them. It’s too painful, being rejected a warm place, left in the cold.” You quickly spoke, turning around to avoid his eyes. They were burning in your back, as you felt the presence of his chest behind you. His gesture making you turn around, to face his caring eyes that you never knew would come again. “Thank you.” He replied, giving a securing smile of importance of one’s suffering.
Hoseok continued to live on your couch, to settle on a nights evening to watch your favourite movie even if it meant chic-flicks. You learned about the historic adventures of his traveling and how long he had stayed on earth. Hoseok was an appreciated Demi-God in a different world outside your own, as the fallen angel. The power he consumed was bigger than any other Demi-God’s, due to its power of sucking and giving energy. He has had a ‘normal’ human life, sent back to learn a lesson, but never knew when he could go back. It’s been several years, stuck on a walking pavement as the same silhouette of people and buildings with criminals hiding inside.
Your bodies cuddled up on the couch, remembering the weeks together spent doing what you loved. You grew to love a stranger that rescued your ass from idiots, and not just any stranger, but a dismissed God. His fingers knowing every curve of your body, how you sound when things are stressed or the tension rising. He promised to never use his powers on you or the house, unless it meant an energy shut down. He became a friend, your best friend and lover. The ways he continued to help cook, hear your thoughts and massage the stress away when things were out of control.
“Can I ask you something?” You questioned, letting go of the cave you have hidden in at the crook of his soft neck. His familiar smile and curiosity peeking, turning to face you while continuing to brush his fingers through your hair. “Shoot.”
“What does the Myosotis ring have to do with you?” You continued, feeling his chest rise before an exhausted sigh escaped. Hoseok wasn’t sure what to say, because of the selfish lies that bought with him on his shoulders. His fingers glazing upon the blue-hued ring, feeling its power radiate against his touch.
“When I was sent here due to my selfish mistakes, I never knew what they wanted me to do. They told me to learn a lesson… but not what it was. I was probably too busy blocking out the info of the fact that I was kicked out of heaven, that I missed it. It’s been years… and I finally found the ring” He spoke with a low tone, taking the ring off in attempt of looking at the silver outline. His eyes adverted on the one piece of jewellery, that were nothing but recognition.
“Do you know the flower, Myosotis? The ring is named after the flower, because the one person that wears it, will never be forgotten…. It’s foolish, I know. But I deeply thought, that they had forgotten about me. That I was nothing more, than a human.” He finished, pursing his lips into a thin line. Your heart breaking at the thought, of how lonely Hoseok must have been. Left by himself because his mistakes of choosing what he could do, than what others wanted him to. Your finger brushing gently against his bare chest, before lining his sharp jawline. Your lips softly planted on his cheek to show him love, compassion and security, like he has done to you this whole time.
“I will never forget you, Hoseok.” You whispered, receiving a smile that almost blinded your sight. His lips returned the sweetened kiss, before aligning the ring upon your finger.
“I hope not. But, with this, I will never forget you either.” Your love shared in time and space of unknown materials, that right here and now, you had Hoseok by your side. Your kisses and bed time stories received with comfort and affectionate love, was more than you could ever ask for.
The same night, cuddled into his embrace, Hoseok was having a sleepless night. For a typical reason, as another Demi-God walking around on earth. Hoseok sensed him just a few days ago, but shrug it off as it disappeared from time to time. But he always knew, the other God was there. It was thing between Demi-Gods to sense each other, for evil or good, it didn’t matter. In this situation, he didn’t know what to expect. But one thing he knew, was that it wouldn’t take long before the Demi-God would find him. Kissing you on the forehead, before heading out of the bedroom, memorising the slim hallway with pictures of the two of you hanging in beautiful frames. Hoseok felt honoured, to be a part of your life, but it was time to go.
“Yoongi.” Hoseok blurted out, seeing the silhouette scanning the unfamiliar room. Yoongi was Hoseok’s partner in crime, when it came to things in heaven. The paradise they created together, has found balance as to find justice together.
“It’s time to go home, Hoseok.” Yoongi commented, hugging the friend he has missed so much after years of being separated. Hoseok was happy, finding another of his own kind but it also meant, that he had to give a farewell of the other part that bought him joy.
“Why now?” He asked after letting go of his friend, watching the facial expression of joy turn serious. “You have learned to love, to respect another being. You have become benevolent, and changed. The God’s want you back in your service, now.” Yoongi explained, walking towards the exit as the light aligned in the creek of the door. It was the entrance to heaven, to where Hoseok belonged. It was the feel of nostalgia, that made him take steps towards it, but stopped at the thought of you.
“Can I get a minute…?” Hoseok requested, watching a single nod before walking back to the bedroom. Your body curled into a ball on the bed, with the sheets covering the petty things that he loved. The way you laughed, smiled, sarcasm and just you. Your hair spread along the white pillow, brushing his fingers through it one last time, waking you up in the process.
“Hoseok..?” You muttered in half-dread, watching the tears form in the corner of his eyes. “Hey….” He replied with his choking voice, watching you sit up from the bed, to hold your arms on his chest. The feel of his heart beating slow and steady, but why did he look so sad?
“I have to go for a while….” He added, drying away the tears that threatened to roll down. He wanted you to remember the smiles he gave, the love he glowed than the sorrowful pain he was in right now.
“Where..? For how long…?” You questioned brushing your fingers along his heated cheek, clutching harder to his arm for not letting him go, receiving an assuring smile of ‘don’t worry’, but you couldn’t help it. Hoseok didn’t speak a word, than his eye glowing the familiar golden hue. The tears falling harder, and soon you were mirroring him. None of you could speak a word, neither could you resists the feel of exhaustion hit your body. Your mind was awake, but he was taking away your force.
“I love you… I will always love you.” He muttered under his breathless voice, holding back his tears without vail. Your eyes closing at the feel of his lips upon yours one last time, not knowing that was the last time you would see him with your own eyes. Your sleepless body, taken away from all energy, he tucked you in as he always did before bed. But this time, without him in it. His finger brushing against Myosotis ring, that was placed upon your finger forever. He left your presence, before taking one last sight.
“I fulfilled your condition, but I had to break a promise. I’m sorry…” He choked one last cry, leaving the room unclosed as he found Yoongi leaning against the doorway. Hoseok’s blood shot eyes, made Yoongi only give one last glance, unsure if he should question it or continue to ignore the problems that always occurred in their presence.
“We should go.” Hoseok finished, walking through the gate without looking back. The image of your beautiful face plastered in his mind, was hoping you would keep yours, even though he broke his. Don’t forget him.
