Short stories

Sunshine of Your Life (JHS of BTS)

Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) scenario

Day 5 of 25: First Dates

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You were pacing around your closet, wondering what to wear. Stupid Hoseok. Not telling you where you were going on your first date.

It was the middle of spring, so you settled on a pastel floral t-shirt with a light pair of boyfriend jeans and gray heeled booties. When you went downstairs, Jungkook snickers at your appearance.

"You're actually wearing flowers today?" he teases you.

"I would rather wear your Stussy hoodie but I don't think mom would approve of that," you whisper. He gives you a look of understanding and hands you a backpack.

"I packed some back up clothes and money for you," he whispers back.

"Sweetie! Are you all dressed up and ready to go?" your mom asks, glancing up and down at you before giving you a scarily sweet smile. "Why don't you accessorize a bit more? Maybe like a gray scarf," she so kindly suggests, holding out your gray infinity scarf.

Grudgingly, you grab the scarf and put it on in front of your mother. She grinned at you in satisfaction and you hear Jungkook snicker from behind you.

Luckily, before your mom could critique your outfit any further, the doorbell rings.

"Ah, is that Mr. Jung's son?" your mom asks, heading towards the door. "Remember, the Jung family is a very important business partner," your mom warns before opening the door.

"Sup hyung?" Jungkook gently nudges your mom out of the way. "You here for my sis?"

"Yeah, is she ready?" Hoseok asks, peering over the tall boy's shoulder.

You push past your annoying twin. "Okay, bye mom and loser!" you say before closing the front door in their faces.

"Are you that eager to get our date started?" Hoseok laughs as you walk down the driveway to his bike.

"More like I want to get away from my overbearing mom who only cares about her looks and social status," you say, tossing your bag at him. "Where are we going anyway?" you ask when he hands you a helmet.

"You'll see when we get there," he smiles and smoothly slides onto the bike, starting it up.

"I'm trusting you on this one," you warn playfully, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"When have I failed you?" he retorts confidently, pulling away from your house.

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You both go into the rest stop to grab a bite to eat.

"Babe, do you want to split some fried chicken and soda?" he asks, tugging on your arm.

"Oh, so now I'm babe?" you question teasingly.

"Hey, I've been calling you that for a year. All our friends call you that too," Hoseok whines.

"I know, my whining child. Let's go get the chicken," you laugh.

He pokes your side, causing you to squeal due how ticklish you are. You jokingly slap his arm as you wait for the cashier to notice your presence.

When the middle-aged woman turns around, she monotonously asks for the order.

"Honeeeeeyyyyy, what do you want?" Hoseok asks you, attempting to be cute.