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kinktae · 5 years

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a 1950′s inspired fic where greaser Hoseok can’t keep his eyes, or hands, off the new waitress at his and his boys’ favorite diner.

pairing: greaser!hoseok x reader

word count: 10k

genre: 1950s au, smut, fluff

warnings: VIRGIN KINK, semi-public fingering, oral (f), brief handjob, unprotected sex, lots of banter

A/N: SMUT WRITTEN BY @httpjeon AKA THE LOML. Photo of hobi originally by twt user GUWOLJK! Thank you to @mortaljin @please-donts @yoongspeach @haroo--mar @ms-universe @usangie-tsukino @attaeboy and @heartweaver for allowing me to use their names!

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"Seriously, why the hell didn't Joon drive?" Taehyung whined, pressing two fingers against his already swollen eye.

Hoseok let out a chuckle as he slid into his and his boys' usual booth.

As per tradition, Fridays called for lunch at Rosie's Diner.

An old woman by the name of Rosie Salinger was the owner of the joint; she had been running the diner since right about around the turn of the 20th century. Her age didn't mean much it would seem, as she was as notoriously feisty — her tongue and mind as sharp as the red cat-like glasses she sported on the bridge of her nose.

Hoseok let his eyes flicker over to the annoyed blond.

Taehyung was typically the group's designated driver, but seeing as he no longer had a car — a result of a drag race gone south — Jungkook had driven this time around. Problem was that Jungkook was what one might call an... inexperienced driver.

On the way over to Rosie's a squirrel had paused in the middle of the road and with Jungkook being the anxious driver that he was his foot found the break pedal abruptly, sending Taehyung straight into the rearview mirror.

"I told you not to go for pinks, Tae. If you still had your car Jungkook wouldn't have to be driving." Namjoon shrugged as he took his seat next to Hoseok, the two youngest boys mirroring his action as they took their places across the table.

"Hey!" Taehyung spoke up, "I told you it was too fucking soon to bring up Rachel like that."

Taehyung's friends let out a collective laugh at the sound of the name he had given the beat-up vehicle, only causing the blond boy to become even more irritable.

"Rachel was my old man's car, I'm in the doghouse till I turn forty." He continued.

Namjoon shrugged, "It's your fault for challenging Min Yoongi to a race."

At Namjoon's words, Taehyung's eyes narrowed into slits, nostrils flaring with disdain.

The name Min Yoongi had always been a sore spot for Taehyung, their dislike for one another reigning back all the way to middle school. It was only a matter of time before one challenged the other.

It all had happened so suddenly; Taehyung and the others had run into Yoongi and his boys at the gas station. All it took was for one slick comment from the Min boy for Taehyung to finally snap, challenging him to a drag race to where the winner got ownership of the loser's car.

"For the record, I only suggested going for pinks because I was pissed and I thought I would take his car." Taehyung defended.

At his friend's words, Hoseok couldn't help but laugh, "Get serious! Min is an asshole but there was no way your hunk of junk would've won against him. His machine is absolute cherry, not to mention to it tears ass on concrete."

"I know, why do you think I jumped at the chance to take his car?" Taehyung pouted bitterly, eyes flickering to Jungkook, "Instead, I lost Rachel and gained a concussion."

Jungkook let out an exasperated, clearly fed up with the topic.

"What did you want me to do? Run over the squirrel?" The youngest pressed. "How was I supposed to know you'd go flying in the windshield like that?"

"Well, shit! Forgive me for not being fucking attached to your car!" Taehyung chided sarcastically causing Hoseok to chuckle.

"That reminds me, you boys hear about those new cars models that are coming with belts?" Namjoon chimed in, changing the subject entirely.

"Belts?" Jungkook questioned, turning away from his bruised best friend entirely.

"Yeah. They're meant to hold you to your seat or something like that."

It was at this point in the conversation that Hoseok had become uninterested; certainly, he was interested in cars but he hadn't managed to catch a wink of sleep last night so he couldn't help but lose concentration, his eyes running lazily over the rest of the diner.

It was surprisingly slow for lunchtime, he noted. Only two other tables seemed to be occupied by the looks of it, both couples eating away at their meals quietly.

Was anyone even working today?

His gaze shifted over to the long counter that sat in the middle of the diner where the staff usually stood, only to pause as he met the eyes of a girl he hadn't noticed when he had first walked in.

Your eyes widened in surprise as the boy caught your stare, quickly looking away as you moved to occupy yourself with folding napkins.

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows.

You were an employee here, obviously. You wore the usual uniform: a pink and collared button-up dress, the white apron wrapped around your waist embroidered with the diner's name.

However, it wasn't the uniform that confused him, but rather the fact that he had absolutely no clue who you were. Hoseok and the others had been coming to Rosie's for a long time and there wasn't a single face in the staff he didn't know.

The last person to join Rosie's staff had been a girl named Johara who Taehyung had become outrageously infatuated with, but even she had been working here for ages now.

"All I'm saying is car seats with belts on 'em sound ridiculous." A voice argued, bringing Hoseok's attention back to his table.

"Henry Ford seems to disagree." Namjoon replied causing the youngest to raise an eyebrow.

"So what? We're just meant to all start wearing these car belts? That'll never catch on." Jungkook countered.

"Who knows? Maybe these seat belt things will become the new standard for generations to come. Hell, they could be an instrumental part in saving thousands of lives all over the world." Namjoon shrugged nonchalantly as if he had said something as mundane as today's forecast.

The table fell silent as they stared at the tall man, glancing amongst themselves they contemplated his words.

Hoseok took this opportunity to speak, clearing his throat.

"Hey, there's a new waitress standing over at the counter but don't–"

At the mention of a new girl, all three boys turned to look your way, causing Hoseok to physically cringe.

"–all look at her at once." Hoseok continued aimlessly, a frown now present. "Way to keep it cool, boys."

"She's making her way over here."

"Be cool, be cool."

On cue all three boys turned back to face one another, shifting back into more laidback positions.

Curiosity got the best of Hoseok, however, and he glanced over his shoulder to see you making your way over to their table, hands extended out by your sides as you carefully made your way over, bright pink roller-skates on your feet. You reached the boys with a slight wobble, a sheepish smile on your face.

"Cute skates you got there, kitten." Hoseok complimented as soon as you arrived, throwing you entirely off guard.

You could feel heat prickle at your cheeks as you took in the handsome man. His hair was dark and slicked back, a single strand of hair having had fallen down onto his forehead in a way that seemed both effortless and purposeful. You could see the white t-shirt that poked out from underneath his leather jacket and you could feel the way you lost grip on all thoughts other than him.

Hoseok cocked his head at the sight of you standing there looking flustered, a small chuckle falling from his lips.

"Cat got your tongue?" He teased, cocking up an eyebrow.

Suddenly remembering that you were meant to be doing a job, you snapped back into reality, clearing your throat as you tried to ignore the amused looks the four men wore.

"S-Sorry." You apologized through a forced laugh.

You didn't mean to be this awkward; you had always been somewhat shy and the fact that these men happened to be as attractive as they were certainly didn't make things any easier for you.

When you first saw the boys enter the diner clad in their cuffed jeans and slicked-back hair, you nearly contemplated going back into the storage room to ask one of your coworkers to serve them instead. But seeing as they were on break and one of the boys had already seen you staring, you knew you had to go ahead and serve them.

"Good afternoon, my name is Y/N and I'll be your server for today." You told them politely, reciting the words Rosie had had you memorize on your first day.

"Why? Where's Juliet?" Taehyung spoke bluntly, causing your eyebrows to furrow slightly.

The sound of a foot shoving itself into a shin rang out from underneath the table, causing the blonde boy to cry out.

"Ow, fuck's sake!" Taehyung hissed lowly.

"Ignore Taehyung, he hasn't quite figured out how to open his mouth and not sound like an ass yet." Namjoon explained calmly, ignoring the glare that Taehyung was burning into the side of his face. "We're regulars and Juliet is our usual waitress. It's nothing against you, he was just surprised."

"Taehyung." You thought out loud, the name sounding familiar.

"Yeah?" The blond boy responded causing you to jump.

You hadn't meant to say your thoughts out loud. You had remembered that your coworker Johara had specifically mentioned a boy by the name Taehyung on your first day, pleading for you to warn her when he came in.

"Oh, no. Sorry! I just— a coworker, um, mentioned you ." You admitted hesitantly.

At your words, Taehyung's eyes lit up.

"Really? Was it Johara? Is she here?" Taehyung questioned excitedly.

Your mouth opened and closed, knowing you shouldn't have said anything but not knowing how to fix this.

"Oh, uh, I don't–"

The sound of the storage room door swinging open cut your sentence short and sent all heads turning in its direction. The person of interest turned out to be the very co-worker in question, a pink bubble of gum pushing past Johara's painted lips.

Her head turned towards the crowd of eyes that were fixed on her, her bubble popping as she saw Taehyung.

Rolling her eyes, she peeled her eyes off of all of you, making her way over to the counter.

"Excuse me, ladies, my lady love awaits." Taehyung sang happily, slipping out from booth to walk over to Johara.

You let out a sigh, "Crap, I was supposed to warn her."

"Warn her?"

"Warn her if saw Taehyung, yeah." You admitted causing the three remaining boys to laugh.

"Poor kid. Ain't that a bite." Hoseok smirked and suddenly you became aware of the way the man's eyes had yet to leave your face. You cleared your throat.

"So, what can I get you all?"

You did your best to take the boys' orders, hands shaking slightly as you wrote down onto your notepad. The boys were polite enough but you still couldn't shake your nerves, especially with the way the boy you had overheard being called Hoseok kept looking at you.

As you retreated back towards the kitchen, Taehyung made his way back over to his table, a sour pout on his lips.

"Hey, nosebleed. How'd it go with your lover?" Jungkook mused.

"What's it to ya?" Taehyung snapped back, causing the table to let out a round of Ooo's.

It wasn't a surprise that Johara had shut down Taehyung's advances, she wasn't subtle in her disinterest after all. However, Taehyung was nothing if not blindly persistent.

"It's okay, Tae. You can't win 'em all." Hoseok reassured.

"He can't win any of them..." Jungkook added lowly, covering the comment with a strategic cough.

Taehyung glared at the youngest boy, "You're cruisin' for a bruisin', you know that right?"

"Bet he'd lose that fight too." Namjoon added slickly.

Jungkook let out an amused laugh at the older boy's comment, only to be cut short as Taehyung trapped him into a headlock, digging his fist into the top of his head.

"Come on! Let go! That wasn't even me that time!" Jungkook protested, shoving an elbow into Taehyung's ribs in an attempt to free himself of the blond's grip.

"Sorry to interrupt," You spoke up suddenly, appearing suddenly. "I have your drinks."

Taehyung quickly let go of the now disgruntled looking boy, smiling at you politely as you reached over to place their drinks in front of them.

The boys were quick to begin drinking but Hoseok was far too enthralled with the way your hair had been suddenly put up into a messy ponytail to bother reaching for his.

Namjoon was the first to notice Hoseok's interest in you, straw in his mouth as he observed the way his friend's eyes followed you even after you walked away from the table.

"You like her, Hobi?" Namjoon asked.

Hoseok fought off a smirk, thinking back on how flustered you had gotten when he had first caught your eyes, "She's cute."

"Go and get her, stud." Namjoon offered, clapping a hand onto the back of Hoseok's shoulder encouragingly.

"Yeah?"

"Why not? Your day can't end up any worse than Taehyung's," Jungkook offered, "he's got a bruised ego and eye."

"You're the one who gave me the shiner, dumbnuts." Taehyung quipped immediately, turning to Jungkook angrily as Namjoon laughed.

Hoseok didn't have time to catch Jungkook's reply as he already up on his feet and making his way over to where you stood behind the counter cleaning the milkshake station.

"Y/N, right?" He began as he reached you, causing you to squeak in surprise.

You had been too busy wiping up spilled chocolate milk to notice that the leather-clad boy had plopped down onto one of the many cushioned stools as he watched you with interest.

"Y-Yeah!" You replied shakily, grabbing a napkin as you began to dry your hands.

"I don't bite, you know."

You blinked in confusion, "I'm sorry?"

"You just seem like you're afraid of me or something." Hoseok pointed out causing your eyes to widen.

"No, no! It's not you! Really! I'm just really awkward around attractive people." You explained without thinking, immediately wishing you could disappear into the ground.

Hoseok's shit-eating grin that followed your words only solidified your shame.

"Well, in that case, I'm flattered." He mused.

The hem of your apron was in your hands, abused by your nervous tugging as you offered him a shy smile.

"Oh, did you want a milkshake?" You asked, realizing he probably came over for a reason.

"If that'll buy me more time to talk to you then sure." He shrugged easily.

Staring at the handsome man, your stomach did a flip as you realized exactly what he meant by that.

"Of course, you could always agree to go out with me and that'd give us loads of time to talk." He continued causing a nervous laugh to slip past your lips.

You were flattered.

Really, you were. And a large part of you was happy that he had asked you out. The only trouble was the moment you had first left the boys table, Johara had gone out of her way to explain to you just exactly who the group of boys were.

She had attended high school with them and as far as she knew, their reputations had held up even past graduation. They were trouble, she had told you. They were exactly the kind of guys your parents often warned you about; dirty troublemakers that would start fights needlessly, sleep around with the neighborhood's daughters as they danced along obscenely to rock n' roll.

Your own high school was home to the same kind of boys after all and you had seen the way they had wiggled their way into your friends' pants, only to forget all about them the next day.

And as much as you felt awful for assuming anything of Hoseok, you knew you'd just make a fool of yourself if you agreed to go out with him. The farthest you had gone with a guy was a sloppy ten-second make-out session prompted on by a juvenile game of spin the bottle.

"Ah, I'm sorry... I'm probably not the kind of girl you'd be interested in."

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows.

"Uh... What?"

The sheer look of confusion on Hoseok's face almost made you open your mouth to retract your statement, but you continued on.

"You and your friends kind of have a... reputation." You explained.

"Huh." He mused dryly, further furrowing his eyebrows. "And that would be?"

You bit down on your bottom lip, unsure of how frank to be.

"That you guys are trouble and don't treat girls the way you should. You know... wham, bam, thank you ma'am kind of guys."

At your words, Hoseok's expression dropped, an unreadable one taking its place.

"I'm just not the kind of girl that can go along with that. I'm sorry." You apologized quietly.

Hoseok stared at you for a moment.

It wasn't what you said that bothered him, it was the fact that he couldn't deny it. He fooled around a lot and probably had a list of fathers who hated him and while he really didn't care, sitting across from you as you stood in your pink skates and waitress uniform, he couldn't help but feel as if he had been reprimanded. He almost felt... embarrassed.

As much as he wanted to give you a reason to go out with him, he just couldn't.

He didn't let himself dwell on the fact for too long, however, tucking his hands into his jacket's pockets.

"Don't be. It's cool." He shrugged nonchalantly.

For a second, you worried that you might have offended him, but his laidback disposition convinced you otherwise.

"I'll see you around, Y/N." Hoseok offered you a small close-lipped smile to which you responded with one of your own, eyes following as he hopped off the stool and made his way back over to his table.

Namjoon, Taehyung, and Jungkook were all in their own conversations when Hoseok slid back into the booth, their conversation fading out at the sight of his return.

"Well?" Namjoon pressed when Hoseok remained quiet.

Hoseok had been in his thoughts from the moment he left your side and hadn't even noticed the way his three friends were all staring at him expectedly.

He leaned back into his seat, "Oh. Nah."

"No way." Taehyung gaped in disbelief.

"You struck out too?!" Jungkook chimed in.

Hoseok let out a small laugh, trying to brush off their disbelief, "She said she knew about our reputation or whatever. Wasn't interested."

"Damn. We've been here for 30 minutes. Word sure does travel fast, huh?" Jungkook added with a laugh.

The table fell silent for a few beats, Hoseok's heavy mood tangible.

"Hey, don't sweat it, Daddy-o!" Taehyung spoke up finally, taking on a playful tone. "She was probably a real square anyway. You're better off."

"Yeah man, she's like a baby deer, she could hardly stand on her own two feet." Jungkook noted.

Namjoon knew the two youngest were just trying to cheer Hoseok up but he knew his best friend well enough to know his smiles in return were merely surface level.

"Yeah." Hoseok replied monotonously, letting his eyes fall across the room to where you were stood in front of another table of customers, notepad in hand and a polite smile on your pretty face.

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A week had gone by since that fateful day that Hoseok asked you out. After that shot to his ego, he swore to himself he wouldn't spend another moment dwelling on the new girl working at Rosie's. He told himself he'd spend his time with his boys fixing up his car, maybe hitting up a former flame or two if he found himself bored enough.

All he knew was that he certainly wouldn't spend his days moping about and hung up on some chick he hardly knew that wouldn't give him the time of day.

So imagine his frustration as he found himself standing in Rosie's parking lot, heart in his throat as he leaned up against the side of his red Ford Thunderbird, waiting for the diner to finally close and for you to walk out.

Try as he might, he couldn't shake you from his mind. He wasn't entirely sure what he was planning on saying to you although he had practiced several different speeches in his head, but he knew he'd go crazy if he didn't at least try one last time. For the first time ever, Hoseok could sympathize with Taehyung and his hopeless attempts at getting the girl he liked to go out with him.

You were sat at a random table inside the diner, slipping a foot into one of your cherished sneakers, your feet thoroughly appreciating the non-wheeled shoes you changed into once the day was done. You could hear your coworkers chatting conversationally as the three of them laughed about something a customer had said today.

You weren't as familiar with your coworkers Alice and Thea as you were with Johara but in the short time you had worked beside them, you had grown to like them.

"Would you want to join, Y/N?" Alice's voice spoke up suddenly, catching your attention.

"Oh, I'm sorry! What was that?" You apologized causing your coworker to laugh.

"I asked if you'd like to come over for dinner. We usually have a ladies night at my apartment and we'd love it if you joined." Alice offered politely.

Your eyes quickly flickered over to Johara, wondering if it was really alright to intrude on your coworkers' plans like this. You hadn't known them for more than a week but the idea of getting to know them over a warm meal sounded like a pleasant one.

"Are you sure?" You turned back towards Alice after Johara sent you a nod.

"Yeah, it'll be fun! We always have a blast. Don't we, girls?" Alice chimed.

"Loads!" Thea assured.

Johara let out a hum in agreement and smirked, "Food, wine and complaining about men. Can't get much better than that."

A collective giggle broke out between the girls and you felt yourself start to grow excited. You hadn't gotten a chance to properly make friends since first moving into town and this was as good an opportunity as any.

"In that case, why not? Sounds fun!"

The four of you made your way out of the diner eagerly, talking amongst yourselves as you tried to decide what food you were all in the mood for. Thea had been in the middle of pitching her suggestion of hash and corn fritters when Alice let out a noise of surprise.

"Isn't that that Hoseok boy?" She observed, causing everyone to turn to where she was looking.

Your heart did a flip as you realized that standing in the parking lot was the same boy who had asked you out, his familiar leather jacket illuminated by the light of a nearby lamppost that cascaded down on him.

"He's holding a rose." Thea added.

"How romantic!" Alice gushed. "What is he doing here?"

"Oh, crap." You gaped, face growing warm.

Alice and Thea turned to you automatically, interests suddenly piqued.

"Whaddya mean by that? Is he here for you?" Alice's eyes widened, looking far too excited about this whole situation.

You turned away from where Hoseok stood, heart fluttering with the way he was looking over at you, rose in hand and bottom lip tucked away in his mouth.

"He... asked me out last week."

Alice and Thea let out small noises in surprise, matching grins falling onto their face. You shook your head quickly.

"I told him no, though!" You told them.

Alice furrowed her brow and tutted, "Now why'd you do that?"

"Because she's got a brain that works." Johara spoke up finally, rolling her eyes.

Alice let out a huff, pointing a polished finger at the younger girl.

"You shush." She reprimanded, "You can't be trusted when it comes to boy problems. You think men are pigs."

"That's because men are pigs." Johara stated matter-of-factly, crossing her arms as she raised a brow stubbornly.

"Go on, Y/N. Don't leave the poor guy waiting. Go see what he wants." Thea nudged your shoulder, pulling your attention away from your bickering co-workers.

Glancing over your shoulder, you bit down on your lip. Thea was right. You should go see what Hoseok wanted and at least hear him out. Sending her a nod, you began to make your way over to him, nerves rising up your throat.

Hoseok let out a breath at the sight of you walking over to him. For a moment, he was afraid you were going to ignore him altogether and continue on your way home. He had absolutely no idea what he'd do if you left him standing here– actually, he had no idea what he'd do now with you on your way over to him.

Hoseok let his eyes fall onto the rose in his hand, trying to grab ahold of just one the millions of thoughts that were running across his mind right now.

You reached Hoseok in a matter of seconds, pausing in front of him as you crossed your arms across your chest, the cold night nipping at your bare arms.

"Hi." You breathed finally, Hoseok's eyes flickering up to meet yours.

You looked about as nervous as he felt but lovely all the same, your hair was pinned back neatly this time, unlike the messy ponytail he had first seen you sport.

"Um... this is for you." Hoseok began, extending the flower out to you awkwardly.

The side of your mouth twitched up slightly, finding the gesture oddly endearing. You took the rose from his hand before turning your attention back to him.

"Right so," Hoseok cleared his throat, shifting slightly, "I'm not any good with this cheesy romantic stuff."

"You're doing alright so far." You teased lightly. Hoseok shook his head.

"No, really. I thought I oughta buy you a whole bouquet of roses but when I got to the flower shop I realized I couldn't afford it so I just stole a rose when the vendor wasn't looking." He admitted with a frown.

A surprised laugh slipped from your lips. You weren't expecting such blunt honesty, especially not paired with the way Hoseok currently resembled a puppy that had been caught doing something they shouldn't have been doing.

At the sound of your laughter, the sides of Hoseok's mouth curled upwards. It was a pretty sound and it was just enough to encourage him to continue talking.

"In fact, everything you've heard about me is probably true. I'm not someone who takes things seriously. And I'm probably not the kind of guy you're looking for."

Hoseok paused for a moment before letting out a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck, "I don't know where I'm going with this. Man, I really am shit at this stuff."

There was something about Hoseok's candidness that was understatedly charming, you decided. The moment you had seen him standing outside with a rose in hand like some romance film protagonist, you were expecting a long-winded speech about how he secretly longed for love and stability– that there was more to him than leather jackets and trouble. You liked that he was honest with you, even if it didn't paint him in the most positive light.

"What are you asking, Hoseok?" You asked softly, holding his gaze.

Hoseok let out a sigh, "I'm asking for a chance. I can't give you a reason why you should give me one. I'm not sure what will come from it, and I can't promise I'm the best guy for you but if you can somehow overlook all that then I'd like to take you out to a movie tonight."

You brought your free hand up to your neck, letting your fingers wrapped themselves around the chain of your necklace. You made the decision to reject Hoseok so easily last week, but now, for whatever reason, with him standing here in front of you once more you weren't sure what to say.

Hoseok stared at you, your silent contemplation slightly dissolving his nerve.

"No funny business. Just a date where we get to know each other. If that's what you want." Hoseok placed a hand over his heart, raising the other hand into the air as if to take an oath, "I promise to have you home early and in one piece."

You bit down onto your lip, letting silence fall over you both as you tried to come to a decision.

"Are you writing a book? Go on and say yes already!"

The voice that called out from the distance caught both Hoseok and you by surprise, and you turned around to see Johara and Thea shushing a giggling Alice, who flashed two encouraging thumbs your way.

You suppressed the laugh that threatened to escape, turning to face Hoseok instead. He had shoved a hand into the pocket of his jeans, looking incredibly nervous as he awaited your response silently.

He looked... cute.

You stared at him for just a second before a small smile broke out onto your face. Intertwining your hands behind your back, you nudged the tip of your shoe against his shyly.

"Alright. Let's get outta here." You finally agreed, causing Hoseok to grin lopsidedly.

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Surprisingly, the car ride to the movies was far from awkward, as you were expecting it to be.

Conversation between Hoseok and you occurred easily, mainly due to the fact that Hoseok was quite clearly a natural extrovert, but also due to how much you had in common.

Hoseok had casually mentioned that he had let his younger sister, Elena, name his car 'Bambi' after her favorite movie and you enthused about your own cartoon loving little sister.

"Angie's gonna be a handful when she's older but she's actually quite fun to hang out with for her age." You had told him.

"God, Elena never leaves me alone. Especially whenever the boys are over; she follows Jungkook around like a lost puppy. Drives me crazy." He shook his head.

"She can't be that bad if you let her name your car." You pointed out with a hum.

Hoseok flashed you a guilty grin, as if you had a point, "Yeah, well. I guess the little ankle-biter's not too bad when she's not buggin' me."

The rest of the car ride was filled with laughter-filled conversation about Hoseok's friends and Rosie's number one competitor, Daisy's Drive-Thru, interrupted now and again as Little Richard and Elvis Presley played on cassette.

Even when you reached the drive-in movie theater and the movie started to begin, neither of you found yourselves uncomfortable or in need of something to talk about, enjoying the way you found each other's presence familiar yet new all the same.

You had just begun to find yourself getting sucked into watching the movie when you felt Hoseok shift beside you, heat finding your face as he threw his arm around the back of your shared seat.

It wasn't a subtle move in the slightest but the gesture was endearing in its own right and before you could help yourself, you found yourself leaning into him, playing along in the cliché. After all, it was cold and Hoseok was undoubtedly warm, both inside and out.

Hoseok didn't mean to stare, really; he told himself he was going to watch the movie. But it was hard to pay attention when your reactions to the film were so genuine and pure– far more entertaining than the movie he had paid for you both to see.

It wasn't until Hoseok let out a chuckle at one of your gasps that you finally turned to face him, only to see that his focus was on your profile and not the movie like it was meant to be.

"Hey! Watch the movie, not me!" You frowned, nudging your shoulder into his.

"I'm trying!" He defended, a feigned innocent expression on his face.

"Liar." You accused, narrowing your eyes. "This movie's really interesting, you know. Marilyn Monroe is a great actress."

Hoseok didn't reply, choosing to just stare at you fondly instead. You shoved his side once again when he ignored your statement.

"What is it?" You pressed, not used to this much attention on you.

A lopsided grin crept on his heart-shaped lips as he shrugged, "Nothing. You're just cute."

You let out a small noise of surprise and before you could open your mouth to reply, a warm hand found your jaw and Hoseok's mouth met yours.

The kiss was chaste, nothing more than a peck really as Hoseok pulled away just as quickly as he had pulled you in, shaking his head.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I won't do that again, I promise." He apologized sincerely, to which you replied with a stunned nod.

You hadn't been expected the kiss and as embarrassing as it was, the small peck had left you literally dumbfounded.

You weren't upset that Hoseok had kissed you. On the contrary, the kiss was pleasant, his warm lips and hand had felt nice against your skin. And it wasn't as if you disliked him. He was honest, funny and kind and the fact that your heart was now pounding the way it was probably meant you liked him more than you probably should.

Which is why you had been left speechless, having no idea what to do or say now.

You had made a mental note to remain cautious of him right before you had agreed to go on the date with him but it was just so easy to let your guard down when you were talking to him. The hour you had spent with him alone so far was enough to make you wonder why the hell you had listened to Johara's warnings in the first place.

More importantly, however, you were wondering if he would kiss you again.

You turned towards the movie and the two of you sat silently as an inner conflict waged in your head. On one hand, this would be happening very quickly. While on the other, you weren't exactly sure if you even really cared.

The sound of Hoseok laughing caught you by surprise and you looked over to see him staring at the massive screen, finally watching the movie.

He had a lovely laugh, the kind that showed off his teeth and caused his cheeks to go round. It was carefree and sincere and it made your heart skip a beat and before you could second guess yourself, you pushed yourself off of the seat and threw a leg over his lap, straddling him as you pressed your lips to his.

For just second, Hoseok seemed stunned, as if he wasn't expecting you to kiss him, but the second ticked away quickly as he began to reciprocate.

It started soft, curious even, for neither of you knew just how far to take it before he brought his hand up to your chin up to deepen the kiss.

You whimpered into it, but before it could go on too long, he pulled away– both of your breathing labored slightly.

"Are you... are you sure about this?" He asked, licking his lips as if chasing your taste.

"Yeah, I am." You muttered, meeting his eyes to show your resolve.

Nodding his understanding, he met your lips again, this time cupping the back of your head to keep you close to him. His other hand cupped your hip, lightly stroking your skin through your clothes with his thumb. His touch was gentle, soft while his kiss was experienced and deep.

The way he sighed and grunted into the kiss had your heart pounding and your body lighting up with arousal.

The night was cold but everything about Hoseok felt incredibly hot.

He nipped your lip with his teeth before laving over the spot with his tongue. The kiss grew more urgent as his tongue found yours while his hands gripped your waist to move you against his lap, grinding against one another lightly.

Suddenly, amidst your passion and groping, a thought crossed your mind, causing you to pull away. Hoseok leaned his head back against the seat, staring up at you through lidded eyes as he licked his lips slightly.

"What is it, baby?" He cooed, the pet name sending shivers down your spine.

"I just..." You swallowed thickly, mindlessly playing with the zipper on his jacket. "I really like you and I like this but... to be honest, I have no clue what I'm doing."

"What do you mean?" He shook his head in confusion, strong brows furrowing.

You pressed your lips together, not wanting to tell him but knowing he should know.

"I-I'm, you know," You shyly met his gaze, "a virgin."

There was a beat of silence before Hoseok's eyes shut and he muttered a soft 'fuck'. You watched him bite his lip and you swore you could feel his whole body shudder as his hands tighten around your hips.

"That's okay." He cooed, nodding his head.

"You don't mind?" You felt a little insecure, wondering if a guy like Hoseok would be cool with fooling around with a virgin.

"I really don't." He breathed, leaning forward to brush his lips against yours. "And if you want to keep going, I can make you feel good... if you'd let me."

"I would like that." You replied somewhat bashfully, pushing down any insecurities or second thoughts that plagued your mind. You wanted this. You wanted him to touch you. If just kissing felt this good then you could only imagine what it'd feel like if you let him actually touch you.

With you still on top of him, Hoseok repositioned himself so that he could lay back in the seat, keeping you steady on top on him. Beneath your hands, you could feel the soft leather of the seat. This time as you shared a kiss his hands were anything but innocent, traveling under the skirt of your dress to touch your thighs.

Your body, unused to such intimate touches, immediately erupted in goosebumps at his feather-light touches. A whimper turned into a moan against his lips which prompted him to bring one of his fingers up to your mouth to quiet you.

"You have to be quiet, baby." He whispered, a little smirk on his pink lips. Despite his warning, you could feel how hard he was beneath you. "Unless, you like the idea that someone can see you, huh?"

The idea of someone looking over and seeing what Hoseok was doing to you had your face exploding hotly before you hid your face against Hoseok's shoulder. He hummed softly, enjoying your innocent reaction. Smiling, he moved forward to bring you into another kiss.

You shivered when his wandering fingers moved to the apex of your thighs, pressing the deft digits over your hot cunt. You were wet, you knew it before his fingers slid beneath the elastic of your panties to touch your wet slit directly. Your thighs trembled once his fingers found your clit, hard and eager for his touch.

"You're so wet, kitten." He cooed, keeping his voice low and his lips close to your ear so you could clearly hear him. "Does it feel good to be touched like this?"

"Y-Yes." You whined, clinging onto him and mindlessly arching your hips to get more of his touch.

"You gotta stay quiet, can't let anyone know you're getting your cute little pussy touched, huh?" He cooed, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before circling your entrance with his middle finger. You let out a soft sigh as the digit sunk into you, giving you the slightest stretch your body hadn't felt before. "Does it hurt?" He checked, sinking his finger to the first knuckle.

"N-No, not at all." You whispered, your voice cracking when Hoseok's finger found a soft spot inside you.

"Oh," Hoseok chuckled, prodding the spot again and this time you had to bite down on his shoulder to keep yourself from crying out.

"There it is."

"Ah, that feels good!" You choked, squeezing your eyes shut to let yourself feel.

Hoseok felt like he was in heaven, your hot cunt clenching around his digit. He was careful as he introduced a second finger, his index, beside his middle. Your body tightening for a moment, feeling a slight sting from the stretch.

However, as his thumb found your clit, the sting was quickly forgotten. You keened, clinging onto him as you felt that pleasure boiling up inside you, ready to let go.

"Are you gonna cum, kitten?" He whispered, wrapping a hand around the back of your neck to bring his mouth to yours. You nodded, nearly crying out if it hadn't been for him locking you in the kiss.

The sound from the movie had turned into nothing but background noise at this point, your mind was muddled with the oncoming pleasure.

With a final press to your clit and his lithe digits abusing your g-spot, you were coming. Hoseok held your body close to his as you trembled in his lap, cunt clenching around his fingers.

As you came down, Hoseok pulled his fingers from your pussy, making you whimper. With your panties covering you properly once again, you knew that they would have to be thrown in the wash as soon as possible.

You slumped against his body, head on his shoulders. He gave you the best view of his fingers– covering in your cum and still wet.

Your cheeks were on fire and if you weren't too tired to speak, you would've protested the way he popped those fingers in his mouth.

At the sound of him letting out a satisfied groan at the taste of you on his tongue, you covered your face and let out a small whimper.

Hoseok couldn't help but laugh, finding your small display of embarrassment outrageously adorable.

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The rest of the movie passed by quickly, you hardly caught the ending with the way Hoseok kept tickling your sides and stealing kisses from you.

You almost didn't want to go home. You were having such a good time with Hoseok and to be frank, the greedy part of you want to keep messing around with him in this way, his touches and kisses almost addicting.

You had sulked all the ride home, even as Hoseok walked you to your door you couldn't help but pout at the thought that your date was over already. That is until you noticed the note that had been taped to the front door of your house.

"They're not home." You announced in surprise, once you read it.

Your parents had left a handwritten note telling you that they had taken your little sister, Angie, to see the newest Disney movie and that there was frozen casserole in the fridge waiting for you.

Peaking over your shoulder, Hoseok read the note with a nod, "Oh yeah, that's the movie that's scheduled to play after the one we just watched. Elena told me it was good."

Processing this new information, your insides fluttered with excitement as you realized this meant you'd have the house to yourself for the next hour or so. Unlocking the door and pushing it open, you stepped in.

"Any chance you might want to hang out inside then? Since my family isn't home?" You turned to face Hoseok innocently as if you weren't playing out filthy scenes of what hanging out might entail in your head.

"I'd love to." Hoseok grinned, moving to walk in.

"W-Wait!" You panicked suddenly, halting his movements. "Um... Could you move your car out of our driveway and park somewhere out of sight, actually? Just in case they come home early or something. I'd give my parents a heart attack if they came home to me with a strange boy in the house. I don't usually do these kinds of things."

Usually was a far too generous term. You had never done anything remotely like this before and you couldn't help but want to take every measurable precaution that you could. Not to mention you needed a moment to clean yourself up and change out of your now forever tainted Rosie's uniform.

"You're cute when you're nervous. You know that?" Hoseok cooed with an amused smile before nodding. "I'll move the car."

Watching as he turned to walk back down your porch, you slipped further into your house, humming to yourself excitedly as you made your way upstairs.

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To say you and Hoseok sat in your room and talked about the universe and all its stars would be a fabricated overstatement. While everything started off innocently enough – the two of you laid back on your bed as you chatted happily – you were far too eager to continue the events that took place in Hoseok's car to not press your mouth onto his the first chance you got.

Your head was in your pillows, your soft bedding beneath you as Hoseok hovering above you. The kiss was soft and playful and it had you smiling against his lips. He smelled lovely, you noted, his cologne not too strong but enough to let you know that it was him.

His hands weren't idle at all, traveling along the length of your body. You could feel that he was hard in his pants, probably still from your fun at the movie. You couldn't find it in yourself to care very much when he began to grind his hard length along your thigh.

"Didn't know you were this eager to play, kitten." He growled into the kiss, reaching down to open your thighs for him.

His bulge was against your covered cunt now, the simple shorts you had slipped into not saving you from feeling just how hard he was. He groaned as you began to arch your hips up, meeting his thrusts.

"Hoseok," You whimpered, the sound causing him to groan.

"C-Can we... I want... I want you." You admitted, making the man above you freeze.

When you met his eyes, you were shocked to see how dark eyes had become. His pupils were blown wide and as he licked his lips, you realized how his breathing was growing heavier.

The idea of being your first should've been daunting or even unappealing to him. But he didn't feel that at all. He liked – loved –the idea that he would be your first; the first person to ever claim you like this.

The way you trembled and whined at his touch when he touched you at the movie was forever burned into his mind. You were so sensitive, so responsive to even his simplest touch. It was absolutely exhilarating. Everything was new to you, everything was overwhelming to your cute virgin body. And in a sick, perverted way, that excited him much more than it should have. He knew that.

But with you beneath him, asking him to take your virginity – giving him your virginity. He felt like he could cum right then and there in his pants.

There was just one problem.

"I don't have a condom with me." He sighed, the words physically painful leaving his mouth.

You fell silent, looking off to the side and mindlessly playing with the hem of your shirt.

Hoseok felt stiff, waiting for your next answer.

If you told him that it wasn't a good idea – no matter how badly he wanted to pleasure you, he would stop without hesitation.

"It's okay," You muttered, pressing the softest peck to the corner of his mouth, smiling shyly, "as long as you pull out, it'll be fine right?"

Hoseok nearly growled in excitement at your response, blown away at the level of trust you had just appointed him. You were looking up at him with wide eyes and the cutest smile that he couldn't help leaning down and taking you into a deep, breathtaking kiss that left you whimpering.

Once he pulled away, his eyes were even darker than they were before. He was preening in the trust and faith you had put in him, deciding then and there that he was going to make this experience as mind-blowing as he was physically and emotionally capable.

"Fuck, okay." He breathed, sitting up just a bit to unbutton his pants. They were uncomfortably tight and he was desperate to relieve the pressure on his aching cock.

"Can I touch you?" You asked, somehow having enough nerve to speak the words without stuttering. Hoseok nearly lost his mind right then and there.

"I-If you want to." He choked, voice dropping much lower than you had last heard him just seconds ago.

"But... can you show me how?"

Hoseok let out a groan, far too turned on to care about how loud he was being.

"Yeah, I can." He breathed, closing his eyes before opening the zipper to his pants.

You waited, nervous, as he reached into his boxers to pull his cock out.

He was painfully hard, the head of his cock wet with his precum and he was sure it was smeared all in his boxers. His hand was wrapped around his base, as if he were offering himself out to you.

"To be honest, I don't think I can handle having you blow me, so..." He cleared his throat, squeezing his shaft. "But just wrap your hand around me, kitten."

You reached out, replacing his hand with yours.

His breath stuttered audibly and his head fell back for just a moment. His cock was deliciously long and thick, you marveled at the way your fingers just barely touched around him. Wrapping his own hand around yours, he ever so carefully showed you how much pressure to apply without hurting him and how to move just as he liked.

You couldn't help but grow wet, watching the way Hoseok's brows furrowed slightly as you pleasured him.

"Mm, fuck, make sure it's wet." He whispered, and you nodded, moving your hand along his tip to collect his precum, smearing it down his length to aid in your movements.

"Shit, fuck stop!" He growled suddenly, pulling your hand off his cock. He panted, cupping your cheeks before leaning down to pull you into another kiss. "Can't let you do that too long or else I'll cum."

His words had your cheeks burning, and he merely smiled before kissing you again. You didn't offer any protests as he pressed a hand against your stomach, gently urging you to lay back down. Instead of getting back on top of you, however, he positioned himself on his knees between your thighs.

"Can I take your clothes off, baby?" He asked, tone light and calming now.

Although you could feel your nerves and insecurity started to catch up with you, you nodded. Hoseok's fingers were gentle as he peeled your shirt off, just a simple t-shirt that you opted to sleep in because the material was incredibly soft.

With your breasts exposed, your face was alight again. Instead of shying away from his touches, you found yourself wanting to have his hands on you. You trusted him to make you feel good, you knew he would.

So when his hands cupped your breasts and his fingers lightly pinched your hardened nipples, you cried out immediately. His breathing stuttered at the sound, his cock throbbing between his thighs. You clutched the bed sheets beneath you, writhing against the bed under his experienced touches.

"Hoseok, please." You begged, though you weren't sure what it was for.

"Alright, kitten, I'll take care of you." He cooed, abandoning playing with your tits in favor of hooking his fingers into the band of your shorts and pulling them off, taking your panties with them.

You suddenly felt much more exposed than you had before, clamping your thighs shut to hide your cunt from his greedy eyes. Hoseok felt like the air was punched out of him as you laid beneath him, naked and vulnerable, looking good enough to eat.

That idea had his cock twitching again, precum dripping down its fat head. Scooting further down the bed, you watched as he practically scrambled to rid himself of his clothes. He stumbled a tiny bit pulling his jeans off which brought a laugh bubbling from your lips. He caught your gaze as you giggled, his own heart fluttering in his chest at the sight.

You were just so cute.

"I'm gonna make you feel good, yeah?" He cooed, gently prying your knees apart at your knees.

You squeaked, your hands flying down to over your exposed cunt. Hoseok dropped to his stomach on the bed and leaned forward to nip playfully at your hands.

"Trust me, kitten." He whispered, leaning over to press a soft kiss to your inner thigh. "Let me in."

Closing your eyes, you mentally worked yourself up to move your hands away. Once your wet, dripping cunt was exposed to his eyes he groaned. You were so soft, folds spread to reveal your clenching hole and hooded clit. Your pussy was dripping your arousal and, fuck, you looked so delicious.

"H-Hoseok?" You squeaked, him just staring at your most intimate part had you feeling incredibly bashful.

He let out a small hum, "I'm going to taste you now."

You didn't get a chance to respond before his flattened his tongue over the length of your slit. His hands came down on your hips, when you bucked up in pleasure, to hold you down. His tongue was skilled, circling your hard little clit and sliding into your clenching hole to taste your juices.

You whined, reaching down and tugging at his hair at his movements. The feeling of having someone's tongue on you like this was indescribable. Hoseok felt like he was on cloud nine with your sweet cunt wrapped around his tongue, giving him more and more to taste.

When his greedy tongue found your clit again, sucking the bud into his mouth, you felt that pleasure rising again. Hoseok could feel the way your thighs tightened around his head, your legs trembling and your breathing rapid.

You were close.

And then suddenly, he pulled away, causing you huff, letting out the cutest frustrated whine that almost had him diving back in to wipe the frown off your face.

"I know, baby, I would love to make you cum on my tongue but I want your first time to be on my cock." His words sent another spike of arousal through your very being. "Are you ready?"

"Y-Yeah," You whispered, stomach churning in anticipation, watching as he fisted his own cock to spread his own precum down the length.

You spread your legs for him to settle between, the blunt head of his cock sliding between your folds. He gathered your wetness along his length, making sure his own cock was wet enough for you.

Finally, he began to press into your entrance. Your eyes widened as he began to sink in, keeping your gazes locked as he took your virginity. His breathing halted, mouth opened wide as your cunt enveloped him until he was balls deep inside you.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, moving over you to rest his weight on his hands beside your head. "Does it hurt?"

You had gripped onto your sheets beside you, clenching your jaw as you held back a whimper.

"I-It stings." You replied honestly, eyes drifting to where you were stuffed full of him. His cock looked so big with your wet pussy spread open for him.

"It'll pass." He promised, moving one hand down to find your clit with stealthy fingers.

He grunted when your cunt clamped down on him at the added stimulation. He stayed like that for a moment, just circling your clit to bring the pleasure back until you let him know it was okay for him to move.

When he was given the okay, he felt like he could cry. The feeling of your cunt squeezing him and your arousal dripping down his balls was the hottest thing he'd ever experienced. Nothing in his life could ever compare to having you beneath him.

You were trembling, body already growing overwhelmed from the feeling of having him inside you. Everything felt so strange, so foreign but still so right. Reaching up, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders to pull him in for another kiss.

The sound of skin meeting filled the space and you had to break the kiss to cry out your pleasure. He was over the moon to drag more sounds from you, locating that little spot in your walls that had loud cries of ecstasy slipping past your swollen lips. Burying your face in his neck, you felt like your whole body was on fire. Sweat pooled over both your bodies, making your skin stick together but neither of you cared at all. All the two of you could think about was the feeling of you wrapped around his cock.

"O-Oh, Hoseok!" You cried, your nails catching the slippery skin on his back. "I-I'm close again!"

"Yeah?" He growled, throwing all caution to the wind as he let his words flow. You fell back onto his pillow, letting him see your blissed-out expression again. "You gonna cum for me?"

"Y-Yes!" You panted, unable to stop the loud cry from your lips when he gave a punishing circle of his thumb on your clit.

"Letting me take this cute little virgin cunt, right? Gonna ruin you for everyone, I'm gonna be the only cock that'll ever satisfy you," He chuckled, a cocky smirk on his lips when you positively gushed around him. "You like me talking to you like that, kitten? Such a dirty little virgin, aren't you?"

"Hoseok, fuck!" You begged, tears pricking at your eyes by now from being so close to the edge.

"Go on, cum for me," He egged on, moving his lips close to your ear. "Squeeze my cock with your tight little cunt, baby."

And so you did, and it was beautiful. You clung to him and cried out his name while your whole body trembled beneath him. You were so vulnerable and so sensitive, little tears falling from your eyes – it brought out something primal in Hoseok. He was overwhelmed with the need to mark you as his, he needed to know that you had given him this. He was your first and he wanted to mark you with his cum. Wanted to dirt you with his seed.

His own orgasm snuck up on him and before you even came down from your own orgasm, he pulled out and spilled out onto your stomach. Hot and wet, it pooled beneath your belly button as he pumped his cock until he had nothing more to give.

"You okay, kitten?" He asked after allowing you both a moment to catch your breaths, pressing chaste kisses down onto the side of your neck.

"Y-Yes." You replied, feeling somewhat shy at his doting.

Hoseok removed his mouth from your neck to look at you, opening his mouth to say something when he was interrupted by the sound of your front door opening and your family walking into the house, causing both your stomachs to drop.

"Y/N, are you home?" A familiar child's voice rang out from downstairs.

"Crap!" You hissed, your wide eyes meeting Hoseok's as you both sat up.

"What do we do?" Hoseok asked, keeping his voice low. You sat frozen on your bed for a few moments before the sound of your sister's footsteps on the stairs snapped you back to reality.

Without thinking, you sprung right up, grabbing all of Hoseok's clothes and throwing them at him.

"Closet! Now!" You ordered hurriedly, pushing the naked boy in the direction of your closet door.

"Wait–"

"Shut up!" You hissed lowly, heart in your throat as you heard your sister walk outside in the hallway.

Opening your closet, you ushered Hoseok inside, closing it shut as quickly and quietly as you could.

"Y/N? Are you here?" Angie called out from outside your door and you took a silent moment to thank your lucky stars that your sister knew better than to enter your room without knocking.

"One second! I'm, uh, changing out of my uniform!" You called back, nearly tripping on your rug as you began to clean yourself up with a spare towel you luckily left out from your morning shower, slipping back on your shorts and shirt.

Fixing your hair as you made your way towards your door, you let out a shaky breath before plastering a smile on your face and opening the door.

"Hi, peanut! How was the movie?" You replied, probably somewhat too enthusiastically.

Angie's face lit up as if she had been waiting for you to ask her that.

"So good!" She told you, eyes wide. "There was this pretty girl dog who got lost and she got found by a boy dog and then there was this mean dog catcher and a spaghetti kiss and–"

"Neato!" You interjected quickly, knowing how chatty your little sister had a tendency to be. "Tell you what, I'm absolutely beat from work so I'm gonna head to bed. You can tell me all about it tomorrow, okay?"

"Aw, you're no fun." Angie complained, a small pout on her lips.

"I'm sorry, I'm just... really tired." You apologized, throwing in a yawn for good measure.

Your sister held your stare for a moment as if considering the validity of your statement before ultimately sighing.

"O-kay..." She hummed dejectedly causing you to lightly pinch at her cheeks.

"Goodnight! I love you!" You called out after her as she began to trudge to her room, "I'll see you in the mornin'."

"See ya later, alligator!" Was Angie's final reply before disappearing down the hallway.

"Goodnight, mom! Goodnight, dad!" You called out, poking your head in the hallway so the sound would travel downstairs.

The disembodied voices of your mother and father answered back, wishing you sweet dreams.

"Cute kid. The way she talks reminds me of Elena." Hoseok voice rang out from behind you just as you shut your door, causing you to jump. You turn around to see that he is now fully dressed, probably having had put his clothes back on during his time-out in the closet.

You offered him a small smile.

"So... what do I do now?" He asked with a tilt of his head. You let out a sigh, plopping back down onto your bed.

"I have a window?" You offered sheepishly causing Hoseok to make a face at you.

Despite the fact that climbing down the side of a house was not exactly how he pictured this date ending, he couldn't really complain. The date had panned out far better than he could've hoped really.

Crossing your legs at the ankles, you watched as Hoseok opened your window, the night's events suddenly sinking down on you.

You had told Hoseok that you weren't the kind of girl who would let him get in your pants and then ditch you right after but here you were.

You didn't regret sleeping with him but your chest couldn't help but feel a little heavy knowing that you had just become another notch in Hoseok's belt.

The selfish part of you wanted to be more than that but you also remembered Johara's warnings. You had done this to yourself. Pushing down your feelings, you decided to try and make light of the situation.

"So is this the part where you leave and I see you in the diner next week and we pretend like this never happened?" You joked half-heartedly, hand fiddling with the drawstrings of your shorts, hoping to appear nonchalant.

Hoseok's eyes flickered to your anxious gesture, shrugging. "I guess so."

Your shoulders fell dejectedly but you nodded silently. You knew the name of the game far before you agreed to go out with him and he had made it very clear that he wasn't a romantic kind of guy so really, what could you do?

"Although," Hoseok began suddenly, throwing a leg over your window sill. "If you ask me, I don't think that would do me any favors."

You blinked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Well, if I'm tryna make you my girl, what good would ignoring you do?"

You stared at him for a moment as if unsure you had heard him correctly, before a massive smile broke out on your face, sure that you had.

"In that case, I think I would strongly advise against ignoring me." You replied cheekily.

"You think so?" Hoseok hummed, a playful tone to a serious question.

He had every intention of pursuing you seriously and if you gave any indication that him pursuing you wouldn't be in vain, then he wanted to know.

Hoseok liked you. He actually liked you and wanted you to be his girl. He didn't want this to be just another one night stand if he could help it.

You stared at him for a moment, fawning over the way he was looking at you, eyes wide with hope as he chewed on his bottom lip anxiously, awaiting your answer.

Pushing yourself off your bed, you walked your way over to the handsome escapee. You held his warm eyes briefly before pressed a chaste kiss onto his cheek.

"Yeah. I do." You answered shyly, not bothering to conceal your beaming smile, leaving Hoseok absolutely breathless.

Climbing down the side of your house, Hoseok couldn't help but feel like he was stuck in some sort of cliché romance film. Not that he really cared at that moment, though. Hell, if it made you smile at him like that then maybe he wouldn't mind becoming the romantic type after all.

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Hiya everyone!

I’ve had a lot of time to write recently and I may or may not have written the next 5 chapters, so to keep these chapters coming out on a regular basis, I figured now was as good of a time as any to post chapter 5…A large portion of this chapter was initially part of my chapter 4 update, but I decided to split it up to prevent chapter 4 from being like 10,000 words lol. Luckily, I was able to get this chapter back down under my 3,000 words or less goal (I feel like that’s a decent length, but if you prefer longer chapters let me know and maybe I won’t be as strict on myself with that goal.)

So picking up where my last post left off, Rae is overwhelmed by her recent realization that Finn could be reciprocating some of her romantic feelings, so she reaches out to some of her most trusted friends for advice…but will they tell her what she is hoping to hear? This chapter is practically an exact depiction of how I handled this situation not that long ago (and yes, before you ask, I am that annoying when I’m texting friends while freaking out hahaha) and once again most of these texts came straight from the group chat with some of my long-distance friends…

I hope you enjoy this chapter and as always each and every one of you that read, like, reblog, send massages, etc. mean the world to me and help me get off my ass and keep writing regardless of whatever shittiness I’m going through in my life right now, so thank you! ❤️

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Planting the Seed of Doubt

Rae’s hands were shaking—whether from excitement or overwhelming nerves, she was still uncertain of—as she unlocked her cellphone with the passcode and opened up the group chat conversation between two of her closest friends that were going to Uni on opposite side of the country from her. She had known Abigail and Chloe since they were kids and she knew that they would know exactly how Rae should be handling the situation.

Rae: Girls! OMG RED ALERT I HAVE SOME HUGE FUCKING NEWS

She placed her phone back on the stone table, taking a seat and anxiously awaiting her friends’ responses, nearly bouncing with anticipation. When her phone finally buzzed twice consecutively, Rae jumped, startled out of her distracted state before checking the messages she received.

Chloe: What is it Rae?

Abigail: Is everything ok? Are YOU ok Rae?

Rae: So you do girls remember that guy I told you about last month? My coworker with all the tattoos and the earring!?!

Abigail: Yeah, I remember you mentioning him and saying that he was a total knobhead…

Chloe: OMG RAE DID YOU TWO SHAG!?! I could sense the sexual tension between you and him with the last story you told us about him!! ;) ;) <3

Rae: Yeah, that’s him Abbie…And no, Chlo! WE DID NOT FUCKING SHAG!!!

Rae: When I first told you about him I had only just started working here and I described him to you two as the Bad Boy/Douchebag in every teen romance movie that you like watching!

Rae: Which was not meant as a compliment!!! >:(

Rae should have anticipated that Chloe would immediately assume that she was texting them to say that Rae had let Finn “whack it in her”, as Chloe has so eloquently put it on more than one occasion.

Chloe: What’s the news then? :/

Rae rolled her eyes in disbelief when she realized that Chloe was less than thrilled that Rae was not contacting her to brag about her recent “sexcapades” with her coworkers.

Why am I not surprised?

Rae’s phone buzzed against the table where she had set it down, indicating that she had received another text message.

Abigail: Yeah, Rae. The anticipation is killing me!!!! D:

Rae: Ok, so the bad boy/douche I told you two a bit about is named Finn, ok?

Rae knew that it would take a while to explain the situation via text, so she got into a comfortable position at the table in the garden she was sitting at and prepared to give her best mates the abridged version of her recent workplace flirtations with Finn.

Chloe: Go on

Abbie: Oh, that’s a cute name! Carry on…

Rae: So I just found out from my best mate at work that two weeks ago Finn was dumped by his girlfriend and he came to work the next day feeling kind of upset. Well, he sat by my friend and I and I guess he liked talking to us a lot because he has continued sitting next to us every day at work since then!

Chloe: So what, Rae? How is that big news?

Rae: WELL…TWO FUCKING WEEKS AGO WAS WHEN THIS TWAT STARTED BEING REALLY FRIENDLY WITH ME AND I JUST NOW REALIZED THAT THE DAY AT WORK WHEN HE HAD JUST BROKEN UP WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND WAS ALSO THE DAY HE SPENT THE ENTIRE DAY AT WORK STARING AT ME AND OGLING MY TITS!

Rae: HOW THE FUCK DID THAT NOT OCCUR TO ME?!?! THAT CAN’T JUST BE A COINCIDENCE, RIGHT?!?!

Abigail: OH MY GOD, RAE! That’s insane!! Do you like him more now or do you still think he’s a “complete knob” like you said last time?

Rae was very happy to see that Abbie was already excited for her, but she couldn’t help but wonder what was going through Chloe’s mind upon reading these texts, since the read receipt on her phone indicted that Chloe had read the texts but she had yet to respond back.

Rae: I DON’T KNOW!! I’VE GOTTEN TO KNOW HIM A BIT MORE SINCE HE’S BEEN SITTING NEXT TO ME…AND A FEW OF MY COWORKERS EITHER THINK WE WOULD WORK AS A COUPLE OR THINK THAT WE ARE ALREADY SECRETLY A COUPLE!!!

Rae: AND OH MY LORD, ABBIE, HE IS SO FUCKING FIT! <3 ;)

Abigail: So what are ya gonna do then, Rae?

Rae: I have no fucking clue! That’s why I wanted to text you two…

Rae noticed the three dots appear that indicated that someone was typing and tried to keep calm as she waited to see what advice her best friends had for her.

Chloe: Don’t take this personally Rae, but are you sure you’re not reading into the situation too much? I mean this guy you’ve been talking to and sit next to at work sometimes happens to be single. That doesn’t really seem like flirting to me Rae…

Ugh, typical fucking Chloe…

Rae: Chlo…you had to have been there. I didn’t think he would ever be flirting with me either, but a number of my coworkers think that he’s been flirting with me constantly for the last couple weeks.

Rae: And there’s been a few times where I’ve caught him checking me out when he thinks I won’t notice!!!

Rae: And sometimes he’ll touch my hand or my nose or just touch me in general and I can feel a literal spark between us…AND I THINK HE MIGHT FEEL THE SPARK SOMETIMES TOO!!!!!

Rae was typing faster than she could think at this point and was sending a series of short texts instead of one coherent message, but she was too caught up in the moment to care how annoying she normally found it when her friends did the same thing.

Chloe: Well are you sure he isn’t just being friendly? Some guys are just flirty and tactile in nature, but they don’t really mean anything by it, you know? Maybe he’s like that with all the girls you work with, you just haven’t been paying attention.

Rae had gone into this conversation overjoyed and hoping to have two of her closest mates from before Uni give her the push she needed to make a move with Finn, but even with Abigail’s support, what Chloe had said planted the seed of doubt within Rae’s head and she could not help but second-guess every interaction and conversation she has had with Finn since the first time he spoke to her nearly a month ago.

Rae had been in the Secret Garden much longer than she realized when she happened to glance at the time at the top of her cellphone screen and noticed that her last class of the day had already started. Seeing no point in attending class if she was going to be late anyway, Rae gathered her belongings and left the garden, locking the door again behind her and started the hour long walk back to her apartment from her Uni campus.

When Rae walked into her apartment, the sun had already gone down and she knew that it was beginning to get late. Having not eaten all day, Rae went to the kitchen to determine what she could cook herself to eat before getting started on homework; however, after being unimpressed by any prospective meals she could cook, she decided against cooking.

Ugh…fuck it..I need to relax a bit anyways

Rae grabbed the nearly full bottle of white wine she had in the refrigerator, forgoing the glass, and headed to her room to begin working on some of her homework assignments.

When Rae was satisfied with the progress she had made on all of her assignments, she opted to redirect her attention to binge watching shows on Netflix. Despite her efforts to get her mind off of the events of today, she still found herself unsure about where she stood with Finn and her mind was full of unanswered questions that were inescapable and had not been quieted by the wine she had been sipping up to this point.

What would even give me the idea that Finn could like me? Chloe is probably right, Finn acts like this with all our female coworkers, huh?

Have I ever seen him talk to other girls at work? Maybe once or twice, but mainly just me and Izzie, and he certainly treats me differently than her…

But why would he be acting so friendly to me out of no where? And why are Archie and Izzie convinced that there could be something between Finn and I?

Why would Finn ever settle for me when he can have anyone he wanted?

Is Finn just taking the piss? Is this just the most well-played prank in the history of the world?

Why would Finn do this to me if we were becoming friends? Or was that all part of his plan too?

But what about all the stolen glances and the banter Finn and I have? Archie is right, that can’t possibly just be a thing between friends and it seems too real to be made up, right? And why would Finn have spent an entire shift at work checking me out and starting at my boobs if he wasn’t interested in me?

Or is he just interested in me to check “shagged a fat girl” off his bucket list? Or even worse, does he realize how much I fancy him and he’s just being nice to me out of pity?

I didn’t even really like him like that until after he started sitting with Izz and I more regularly, so that couldn’t be the reason why, could it?

Rae’s mind kept racing and she kept drinking the wine straight from the bottle, in what seemed to be an attempt to find the answers to all these questions and everything else plaguing her mind at the bottom of the bottle.

Before long, Rae tilted her head back, willing the final drops of wine to fall from the bottle.

Wine is so fucking gross…

Rae tried to stand up from her desk chair to take the now empty wine bottle into the kitchen, suddenly becoming aware of how much the wine was taking effect when everything in her line of sight began to soften around the edges and blur slightly. Standing on shakey legs, Rae slowly walked to her kitchen and added the wine cork to her small collection and put the bottle in the recycling bin.

Rae walked into her bedroom just as the beginning notes to Fade Into You by Mazzy Star flowed through the Bluetooth speakers playing music from her Spotify playlist and she soon found herself swaying gently to the music with her heavy eyes barely remaining open.

The next song that came on the playlist that was set to shuffle was Roads by Portishead, and while Rae continued to sway and swivel her hips to the beat of the music, she soon realized that there were silent tears running down her face.

I’m dancing and I’m crying…Shit! I forgot that wine makes me an emotional drunk…as if I needed to be any more emotional after the long day I’ve had.

***

The next morning Rae awoke feeling like shit and likely looking just as bad, but she leapt out of bed when she looked at the alarm clock on her bedside table and realized that she had slept through her alarm and would likely be late for work.

Shit shit FUCK shit shit…no more sudden movements, Rae!

Her head was pounding and she suddenly remembered exactly why she had promised herself that she would not drink alone anymore, but for the first time in over half a day, Finn was not on her mind.

She took a quick shower in the coldest water she could handle, trying to wake herself up and sober up a bit, before throwing on a pair of denim skinny jeans, a black and white band tee, and her favorite black high top converse and rushing out the door of her apartment.

She made the 15 minute walk to work in just less than half that time and was flushed when she walked into the office, scanned her badge at the machine on the wall, and took the open seat next to Izzie.

She sighed a breath of relief, since she was only 5 minutes late to work, as she logged into her computer and Izzie greeted her; however, she soon noticed that the person she had become accustomed to sitting next to for over two weeks now was not in his usual spot at her side.

Where is Finn? Oh shit…he knows…I don’t know what exactly it is that he knows, but I’m sure he knows.

“Rae? Are ya alright? You don’t look so good…” Izzie asked, the concern evident in her voice as she gently laid her hand on top of Rae’s where it sat on the desk beside her computer keyboard.

“I’m ok Izz, thanks…I just had a lot on my mind last night and I tried to quiet my mind with some wine…well, a lot of wine, actually…” Rae grimaced, faintly remembering the taste and dull burn of the wine that she had quickly become numb to by the time she finished the bottle.

“Rae, you know better than that,” Izzie began with the tone of a mother who was disappointed in the actions of her unruly child, but her tone and facial features softened almost immediately, “do ya need anything for your head? Or some coffee or tea?”

Tea and coffee sounded tempting to Rae, but she knew that getting some food into her system to help absorb the alcohol should be her top priority.

“No, my head is fine, thanks. I’ll be okay, I just finished off the entire bottle of wine I was drinking last night and I hadn’t eaten anything all day, so I just have a bottle of wine rotting away in my belly with no food to help soak it all up.” Rae chuckled slightly when Izzie’s eyebrows raised in surprise at her statements.

“You need to be more careful, girl! We can’t have you being reckless like that and feeling like shit at work, now can we?” Finn said as Rae turned a little too quickly in her desk chair to realize that he was sitting on the opposite side of the aisle of desks next to Hannah and he had been eavesdropping on Rae’s conversation with Izzie that whole time.

He gave her a genuine smile, but she could just barely make out the concern in his eyes when he looked her over briefly.

“Yeah…none of this was really planned out, but I’ll try to be more careful, Finn.”

“That’s all I’m asking of ya, Mae!” He replied before turning around in his chair to face his computer screen again and get back to work.

Rae made it through her shift at work—but not without some difficulty—and as her and Izzie were walking back to their apartments after work together Rae cleared her throat and asked the question that had been on her mind all day.

“So Izz, do you know why Finn wasn’t sitting near us today?”

“Uh, no, I don’t actually…I just walked in and saw him sitting next to Hannah when I got into work…how odd.” Izzie shrugged and changed topic of conversation to one of her particularly difficult customers she had been contacted by; however, Rae found herself perplexed by Finn’s unexplained change of seating for the second time in less than a month.

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