Even if the week was over for me starting from Friday I still had some things to do before I could curl up in my fluffy bed and binge watch Mirrors. Glen was out most of the day, so I had the room all for myself, which was a perfect opportunity to start on my project for Mr. Kim. Monday I had two classes with him, as always, but this time he asked us to draw something that comes to our mind if we think of the word: black. I sat in front of my paper with an emotionless facial expression, questioning all my life choices that led me to this situation. Black, of course the first thing that came to my mind was the color, what else? But as I eyed the paper something came back to me. A long lost memory, or at least a memory I thought was already forgotten, but sadly my mind still could surprise me sometimes.

I was in high school, walking home alone, going to school alone. Even during the classes and the breaks I sat alone at the sidelines, listening to music and trying to ignore all the stares of my classmates. They were acting like I was some creep, but in reality they were the abnormal ones.

This slice of memory was enough to trigger something in me, making me grab my pencils and start drawing. I had no idea yet what I wanted to do, but I was pretty damn sure I was going to amaze Mr. fucking Kim, he will oogle at my master piece like he never saw a drawing in his whole life.

I was extremely concentrating, the mojo of inspiration kissed my lips. I didn’t eat, didn’t drink either, only the big coffee that was on my desk, thus when Glen opened the door with a loud bang I dropped my pencils on the floor. Scoffing I looked behind my back, to which she scoffed back at me.

“Sister, what are you doing here?” I furrowed my eyebrows while getting my stuff from the floor.

“What do you mean? I live here.”

“Are you kidding me? Aren’t you supposed to go on a date with Mr. Sexgod?”

“Fuck! Shit!”

I grabbed my phone that I lazily tossed on my bed, totally forgetting about its existence. For some reason I was more scared because I saw no messages or calls from him, but at the same time I was confused as of why the hell was I scared in the first place. I wasn’t obligated to go the date, or whatever it was going to be, and obviously he didn’t care enough to write me anything. I contemplated for a second to write him, but Glen’s exasperated sighs made me look up at her waiting for an answer. She was in our closet, still, even from that distance I could hear her mental breakdown, probably over how she has nothing to wear.

“What’s up.” I asked her, looking inside the closet. As soon as my head popped she gave me a shirt and was pushing me outside. “The hell you doing?”

“I’m giving you a makeover of course. You’re going out to meet up with a sexgod, no way I’m leaving you in the hands of God.”

“Maybe for a change that would actually help.”

“Then listen to the Bible while I’m doing your makeup. It’s already 6 PM I’m surprised he isn’t here already.”

“No one said he will come here. And even if he wanted to, I wouldn’t let him.”

It was for the best if I just leave her do her own thing, because this way she can be excited instead of me too. For some fucked up reason I was still anxious because he hasn't even said a word, and I had a hunch I had to write him again, but this time I felt a little courageous.

After I put on a shirt too revealing for my liking, and Glen's distressed denim jacket, my black pants and converse I was ready to go but my friend still looked at me with a pout.

“Seriously, why don't you just wear something more elegant?”

“Hey, sod off, I love my converse!”

“But they're ancient, at least wear the new ones you bought a week ago.” I was looking in the mirror, while putting on a small bag.

“Bitch no, that's for special occasion and no way in hell this is one.”

I ran down the stairs, it felt like I was terribly running late, so without thinking I decided to call him. Hoseok answered fast, which made my heart skip a beat.

“Hello there.” he said in a sing song voice.

“Shit Hoseok, you never said where and when are we meeting.” saying this outloud made me realize that there was no reason for me to hurry, when I had no idea where to.

“Oh? So you do want to meet with me.” his voice sounded far too excited, but before i could tell him this he continued “Let's meet in front of H2O.”

“Seriously now?” I had a pretty good idea what he wanted to do, and I had no intention of playing along “Do you just want to laugh at me with your friends? Is that it?”

“Jo, it will be only the two of us.” his voice sounded softer this time, but he couldn't fool me this easily.

“Alright Hoseok. Don't be late.”

“Never.”

Somehow the way he said that one word made me even more fidgety. While walking there I always looked behind my back, waiting for his friend to appear out of nowhere just so they could laugh at me for even thinking I had a chance with him. The park was flooded with students walking around alone and in bigger cliques so this eased my mind, it felt better to see that I was surrounded by people.

As I watched the building becoming bigger between the trees I saw someone sitting on a bench wearing black sweatpants that had a white stripe over the side, with really expensive looking sneakers. Walking closer I noticed a brown and black striped huge sweater with black scarf and a white shirt underneath. The cap on his head hid his face but I was 99% sure it was Hoseok. Pursuing my lips I walked reluctantly towards him, watching his cool posture and how effortlessly hot he looked with the bare minimum made me feel stupid. I should have just come in a hoodie or something, the black blouse was a little see through, my bralette could be easily spotted from miles away, not to mention the makeup.

“Uhm. . .”

In my mind I facepalmed myself because for the love of God, what kind of greeting was this? Was I five or something?

Hoseok looked up with doe eyes, but soon his whole demeanour changed when he recognized me. He smiled big, his dimples coming out to give my heart a big squeeze, while he got the paper bag in his hand.

“Took you long enough. Come on!” he started to walk beside me, so I quickly turned around and went after him.

“Sorry, were you waiting for long?”

“Nope, we are still totally in time. Though I have to admit you got me scared for a moment.” I looked up at him utterly confused, to which he only laughed “For a second I really thought you wouldn't call.”

“What the hell? Then you would have called? Or not.” even I was confused by my own words, nonetheless he understood what I was trying to say.

“It wouldn't have been the same.”

“Wha-? Why not? The result would have been the same.” he took a long pause, looking ahead.

“Not really. Then I wouldn't have known you actually wanted to see me.”

Pressing my lips together I tried my best to hold myself back, however I felt suddenly extremely hot. My mind was blank once again from how honest he could be, saying things that usually made people squirm out of discomfort.

“What cafe are we going to?” I asked trying to change the subject. This seemed to work, because he suddenly gave me a mischievous smile.

“Who said we are going to a cafe?” for a second it felt like my heart would fall out of my ass.

“B-but, you said you wanted to grab a coffee.”

“I know. We are here.”

I was puzzled. We were standing in front of the boys dorm, which left me more than uncomfortable. As much as I wanted him to rearrange my guts somehow I didn't think he would be this blunt about it, however I should have known. He was decently sincere until now, of course he wanted to fuck right from the beginning, but because I was drunk, he just didn't want to use me like that. I didn't say a word, while he started to gush about how cool today's practice was. I couldn't listen entirely to what he was saying, because I was dozing off. Only half heartedly looking around their living area, all the guys staring at me made me feel irritated, I just wanted to be in his room already, at least no one would look at us like this. No wonder he didn't even put any effort to get together a more formal outfit, when we would just take everything off soon.

We walked up until the third floor then he went to the back of the corridor to open an entrance for the roof. A weird place to fuck, but who am I to say no to such an opportunity?

“You'll like this. I mean, I do, I hope you'll like this too.” he opened up the door leaving me speechless. I had to say, this guy had taste, if it was wooing a girl.

“Wow, this really looks good.” I mumbled looking around the empty roof. We could see pretty far away from here, even my dorm was there in the distance.

“I know, right?”

He excitedly got out from his sweater, putting it down on the floor so we could sit on it. I reluctantly sat down, the cement was still cold, but at least my pants won't be dirty after our session is over. Hoseok was humming a tune while getting two coffees out of the paper bag, and two huge chocolate muffins that made my mouth water.

“Here, the coffee date is served.”

“Wait, you're serious?” he looked up at me blinking, his face unreadable.

“You don't like it?”

“No, it's-”

I contemplated for more than a second if I should just ask him when will we fuck or just go with the flow. He looked at me seriously waiting for an answer, when I realized he was probably trying to read me, just like he did all those times before.

“Why don't you just read me then? You already know the answer.” I cheekily smiled at him to which he sighed.

“I'm 60% sure what you were thinking, but I want to know for sure.” he fixed his cap letting some brown locks fall in his eyes. “Go on.”

“It's nothing really.”

“Please tell me the truth.” his face was still unreadable, but I could easily see how the playful glint from his eyes was gone, making him look more intimidating.

“When are you just going to fuck me?” he didn't react so I just poured my thoughts out, putting  no filter on “I mean, getting me on a rooftop. Before sunset? And no one is here. I bet you're the only one who has the key for the door.”

“Okay, now I understand.” he smiled a little looking me deep into my eyes, leaning closer to me “That's what you only want? To get on my cock, mmm?”

My eyes went wide. Instantly I shuffled farther away from him to which he started to chuckle.

“Really Jo, none of us wants to have sex here so why are you trying so hard? Do you want to achieve something with this?” he went back to the seating position in which he was before, letting one leg down to put on the cement.

“So you really don't want to have sex?” I asked astonished.

“Nope, I told you already, but I can repeat myself as many times as you want.”

“B-but why-”

“Don't get me wrong, you're truly” he glanced over at me, licking his lips before taking a small bite from the muffin “attractive. But I know you don't want to have sex, and I definitely don't want sex, so how about we talk about something more important.”

“Like?” my voice left me for good, I was uptight while he looked like he was generally having the time of his life.

“Like why did you let your friend give you that shirt? It looks good on you, but not your style.”

“Hey! How would you know what's my style? We literally met only two times!” I pouted while grabbing the coffee, praying that it was sweet enough for my liking.

“Eheh, cute. You count how many times we met?” he chuckled into his muffin while my face turned bright red faster than I could say stop it “I saw you around campus a few times with your friends. I pretty much know your style by now.”

“I have no idea about yours. You look different.” I replied trying to let myself a little loose while sipping on the coffee. I made a disgusted face to which he started to laugh and point at me.

“Sour?” he still chuckled while he got four packs of sugar out of the bag.”Here, you are a sweet tooth.”

“Thanks. Nice shoes, by the way.” I said while looking at them. He smiled to himself softly.

“Got them from the thrift shop.” my eyebrows went up higher than I wanted them to, but Hoseok this time was too preoccupied with the view.

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Of course.” he replied, though I could sense he was lying. I saw his ears reddening at the very end, barely visible, though I noticed.

“Cool find then. Wow Hoseok, the view is really good.”

I was telling the truth now, in a light hearted tone. The whole sky began to have a purple hue, the sun setting fast, maybe it was over in about five minutes, still, it was enough to clear my mind and make me feel more positive. Hoseok looked truly handsome in this light, his jaw could cut my hand, it was that sharp, which was in contrast with the soft cheeks and heart shaped lips he had. Looking down I softly grabbed the muffin, my heartbeat was far too fast for someone who just wanted to fuck with him in the first place. Now I was sure that was out of question, for some reason I didn't want to fuck at all now. It was enough just to talk with him and be in his presence, even though sometimes he made me breathless with the smallest things. He probably had no idea what he did to my heart, but honestly, this was something normal for guys that were as hot as him.