Hoseok glared at the woman, his lips curling back into a sneer. “What do you want?” He bit out harshly. “Done ruining people’s lives and crushing their hearts?”

Hyeri looked down, regretfully. “H-Hobi—“

“Don’t fucking call me that. How dare you approach me? What the fuck do you want, Hyeri.” Taehyung glanced between the two, unsure if he should say anything or just stay out of it.

He decided to just stay out of it.

“Hobi.” Hyeri demanded, her voice pleading and pathetic. “Please, I just want to talk to

you—“

“About what!? What the fuck could you possibly have to talk to me about!?”

“A-about us…”

“Us? There is no ‘us’, Hyeri. You were the one to break it off, remember? On the night I was going to propose to you, you brought another man to dinner and told me that he had more money and that I was no longer useful to you. And now that I’m finally trying to move on, having a nice date with someone who actually cares about me, you decide to approach me? Since you found out I’ve become more successful than the last time you saw me? Give me a break. Get out of my face.”

By then, Hoseok had attracted all of the attention in the cafe. Hyeri’s cheeks burned in shame as she looked around. Hoseok suddenly stood from his table and glanced at Taehyung. “Come on, baby.” Hoseok said. “Let’s get out of here.” Taehyung hesitantly rose, glancing at a Hyeri once before turning and scrambling after a Hoseok who was already out the door.

Hoseok was fuming as they headed back to his car. Once they had gotten in, the man sighed and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes closing for a little bit.

“I’m sorry.” He finally muttered. “I didn’t mean to lose my cool and I ruined our date.”

Taehyung was quick to shake his head. “Not at all. Everything today, well, except for that, was wonderful, Hyung. I had such a great time with you today.”

“Would you like to go on a second one next week? Without bitches ruining it?” Taehyung smiled, a slight blush creeping across his face.

“I would love to.” Hoseok smiled then, all anger suddenly washing from his body as all thoughts of Hyeri left his mind and were filled with Taehyung. He took in the man’s shining eyes, his soft hair, luscious lips, squishy cheeks, the light tint of a blush, everything.

“Thank god.” Hoseok breathed out. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you had said no.”

Taehyung giggled. “Of course I wouldn’t. I literally had the best day ever! Come on, let’s go home, it seems like that encounter stressed you a bit. Why don’t we go home and watch a movie of something?”

“God you’re amazing.”

“I know, now drive.” Taehyung said, suddenly getting cocky. Hoseok quirked an eyebrow, smirking back at the younger and letting out an exasperated laugh, shaking his head slightly. Taehyung grinned back and Hoseok put the car in drive, taking off towards the mansion.

-

Hoseok was walking to a club, one of Namjoon’s, running yet another errand for the man. He didn’t have Jungkook with him this time, only a few of the lower ranking men.

It was simple really, he just needed to pick up a package that the owner of the club was keeping safe for Namjoon.

He entered the club, avoiding the many people who were drunk or well on their way. The men around him shoved away anybody trying to get closer. Hoseok paid no one any mind and continued on, getting to the owner’s office and entering.

The man was filling out some paperwork, but he stopped when he saw Hoseok enter. He smiled and stood, bowing in greeting.

The loud music was muffled in the office, allowing for a more quiet atmosphere. “Here you go, Mr. Jung.”

Hoseok nodded, turning and leaving the office. Taehyung was waiting for him back at the mansion. They were going to have a movie date or something, he didn’t really know, Taehyung had set it up.

He was excited, and he wanted to be there, not in this club, so as soon as he got the package, he walked briskly towards the entrance.

He made it to the door before someone stepped in front of him. He sighed, flicking a hand towards one of his men. They moved forward, shoving the body out of the way, but Hoseok froze when he saw who it was.

He stepped out of the protective ring of the men and glowered at the person in front of him.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“H-Hobi—“

“Hyeri, I’ve had enough of your bullshit! Why the fuck do you keep following me around!?” Hoseok shouted. He shook his head and grabbed the woman’s arm, dragging her out of the club roughly.

Once they exited the club, he turned to his men. “Leave us.” They all bowed and made themselves scarce.

He then turned to Hyeri and slammed her against the wall, not feeling bad by the pained whine it erupted. “Let me make one thing clear, Hyeri, I want nothing to do with you. We are done, we have been for a very long time.”

“That’s not true.” Hyeri whispered. “You still love me, don’t deny it.”

“I do n—“ but before he could continue, he was cut off by a pair of lips meeting his own.