"Did you see the moon? The moon looks so beautiful today." He pointed at the sky.

Yeah just like you . She watched him in awe.

He looked so beautiful, but she wasn't beautiful. She wasn't worthy of him, why would you ever love me when I am not even half as pretty? She remember the fact that she accidentally casted a spell, he'll stop loving me you the spell worns off ; he'll start hating you when the spell worns off, toxic thoughts invaded

But till then, I will let him love me. She knew it was gonna hit her hard but her heart wanted to feel loved for a change. Even if it's gonna hurt her badly later, she wants to be happy for now because she never was all her life.

He took a ball of snow and threw it towards her, taking her out of the momentary mental awareness session. She giggled and threw more and soon spread war.

Both of them tired of running, layed on the snow with the sides of the head touching.

"Would you like to have dinner with me? There is an amazing restaurant- "

"No, I- I am sorry but I can't eat out. I- it's uneasy with all those people and- "

"It's okay, I understand. How about I cook for you? Will that be okay? There won't be much people. " Seokjin smiled, she has social anxiety and Seokjin knew by now.

"You can cook? " Her eyes balled out.

"Is there any rule about handsome men restricted from cooking? "

"N- nu- no" She blushed furiously.

He gripping he shoulder shaking ever so lightly. "Loosen up Hyejinie, I won't eat you. "

Fast forward to when they reached his home, his home was decorated by pastel colors but pink was the most used. Something about his home have a cozy vibe just like his medical chamber.

Hyejin removed her sweater, underneath which she wore a T-shirt with a skirt. It was warm inside his home.

Seokjin removed his cardigan and that left him in a thin bro tank top, something Hyejin never expected to see him in but that was just for few seconds because he went to his room in a minutes.

He came back in a brown sweat shirt. A kitchen apron hanging on the counter awating him. He took that and throw that on.

The man was cutting the vegetables like a pro.

"Do you always cook for yourself? " Hyejin just thought out loud.

" Yup and sometimes for others too. But the person has to be special like you. "

Setting everything on the table and he was done.

She was too busy ogling him to offer any help. She felt guilty, didn't she?

Sitting to eat.

"I wasn't sure if you'd like spicy food or not so I added less chilly. Better be prepared then to regret"

"I am good with spicy food. " She muttered taking a bite.

She watched Seokjin eat, she was amused of how much his mouth expanded and how large bites he was taking. It was in a way very funny yet very cute.

Their eyes met, Seokjin smiled beautifully. She noticed she was taking very small bites, not even tasting all the ingredients together. That's not how you eat tteokbokki!

He took a spoon follows with every ingredients in it.

He move it forward for her to eat.

"Open wide. " Damn! That sounds so wrong.

She opened her mouth wide, he shoved the spoon full.

"That's how you eat tteokbokki, you have to have all the ingredients in you mouth at once to taste the real flavors."

She nodded blushing furiously. He took another spoonful and fed her, he was eating with the same spoon.

He came closer and wiped the red sauce of tteokbokki from the side of her lips, his gaze fell on her lips then to her eyes. Coincidentally her's were on his, the sting of the hot tteokbokki making her lick her own lips.

As if under a spell, both move in sinc. Tilting their heads just so the nose doesn't get in the way. The suction on their lips caused by each other made the lips sting even more than the tteokbokki did already but little did they care. Seokjin sat on the table, not daring to break the kiss. To this point, they were eating each other's faces from what you could tell.

Seokjin knew it was too fast, Seokjin didn't want to stop but Seokjin knew he had to. He broke the kiss, panting heavily. His eyes went on her lips, swollen and pink, so kissable. But he needed to stop.

"It was.... spicy." He muttered awkwardly scratching the back of his head, he didn't laugh this time. His eyes were still wide, he was still in a bit of shock

As if a drug his lips were, she needed more bit she was to afraid to ask. Something in her was telling her it was wrong, he has a spell casted on him. And it's wrong to just.... do this with him, it's like violating him! But it felt so right.

It was like he was in his right mind, but like he was out of his mind!

"I'll give home now" She said taking her sweater on her hand.

"I'll walk you there. "

Funny, wasn't that how we first met?

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After diner everyone sprawled up like how you should never throw drink cans. Few minutes when Hoseok was ready to go, she went to Yoongi he'd drop Yoongi home too. He hit up from the bean bag he was resting in Taehyung's room, up to find on the bed Jimin and Yoongi asleeep like to babies. How can someone not find them cute?

[∆Imagine Yoongi in a hoodie]

Jimin was looking like a toddler with that plump bottom of his, with those half pants. Yoongi on the other side of the bed layed, his hoodie covered most if his face but his chubby cheeks was if full display. They looked like two kids sleeping.

Maybe for tonight they two can sleep here, maybe I can sleep in the middle since Jimin cuddles in sleep and Yoongi doesn't seem like the one to let him do that. Yoongi doesn't seem like the one to let him do that.

So Hoseok went and grabbed some comfortable clothes of Namjoon and changed into them. Soon lied in the middle of training two, the bed was bud enough for the three to not become a sandwich.

Hoseok was tossing and turning for what felt like an eternity, he knew Jimin was a heavy sleeper so it wouldn't bother him. Everybody would probably be asleep till now on different rooms. He finally settled back facing Jimin and facing Yoongi, there was this comfortableness coming from him that made Hoseok more sleepy.

It must be uncomfortable to sleep in that tight hood tied around his head. Hoseok leaned a little forward, Yoongi was beautiful. Indeed he was, if he decided to be idol he would never lack fans. But his voice won't be suitable for singing.

Unconsciously Hoseok moved his fingers forward, sliding it on the pale skin of Yoongi's face dazed by his own internal monologue. Was his skin even real? Or made of silicon? Porcelain? Why is he so pale? Does he lack blood, does he lack haemoglobin? Is he a V- Vampire perhaps?

Hoseok took his finger and touched Yoongi's lips, a vampire's lip would have been pale but Yoongi's ones were pink without any trace of makeup. He slid his thumb on them.

Yoongi shivered from the touch. He did not wake up. He just turned to the other side.

Hoseok finally make out of his daze, I am being such a creep he slapped his own cheeks.

But for real, his hoodie must be suffocating him at least I can pull the hood down. Hoseok went out of the bet and went to the side Yoongi was facing, he crouched down on the floor to reach Yoongi's level. He grabbed the string of the hood and pulled it-

Hoseok was tackled down on the ground with a Yoongi on top of him with his eyes wide open.

"What do you are doing? " Yoongi hissed.

For a moment it reminded Hoseok of a cat.

"I- I thought you'd be uncomfortable sleeping with the hood tied so tight so I - "

"Did I ask you? " Yoongi shouted again

"I am sorry. " Hoseok looked like he was about to cry. Was he even more fragile that Hyejin, ddaeng!

Yoongi moved away.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean.... to scare you. " Yoongi was in no mood to apologize but the memory of Hoseok being his boss made his rethink his decisions.

"I am sorry too, for being so creepy. " Hoseok mumbled with his head hung low.

"I think I should go- " Yoongi trailed

"No, no please. Don't leave in the middle of your sleep, I promise I won't bother you again. "

Yoongi bit his lips contemplating his decision. He sighed, Yoongi won't be able to walk home with how much h sleepy he is so he had to listen to Hoseok.

" Alright. I am sleeping on the floor. "Yoongi said and in the lied beside the bed.

Before Hoseok could even say something, he started hear soft sleeping sounds. With a very heavy heart he fell asleep knowing someone had to sleep on the floor because of him.

°°°°°°

Everyone woke up, Yoongi remained asleep.

Hoseok came to the room and was gently poking Yoongi's cheeks, waking him up wasn't even the reason. He always wanted to see how squishy Yoongi's cheeks were, oh! They were like marshmallows.

Yoongi jolted awake.

" Good morning. " Hoseok sang like the morning bird.

"G'morning." Yoongi said in his husky morning voice, rubbing his eyes like a cute maybe. The irony?

The whole day went rather vile

I watched your eyes as she walked walked by, what a sight for sore eyes! Brighter than a blue sky. She's got you mesmerized, while I die. Why would you ever kiss me? I am not even half as pretty? But you gave her your sweater, it's just polyester but you love her better. Wish I were Heather!

I have few heathers in my life :'D