Roses & Tattoos |A Sope FF|

Chapter Seventeen- Lips

Whenever I closed my eyes to sleep, the image of Hoseok's bare chest and back would enter my mind. I was entranced, almost to an alarming level.

I was terrified, to say the least. I was always in fear of liking another person after what happened with Jimin. I had, in fact, given up on love, but Hoseok was making me question everything.

I sighed heavily before rolling over and burying my face into my pillow, trying to force myself to sleep.

••••

The next day, I exited my studio after all of my appointments. I was about to begin walking to my car, when the doors of Hoseok's shop opened.

"Yoongi!" He smiled at me and walked over so he stood about a foot away from me. He wore a floral crown, and it made him look radiating.

"Hey Hoseok."

He bit his lip as he looked down at his shoes. He rocked on his heels slightly, making me want to tell him how adorable he looked.

"What's up, Hobi?" I spoke again after waiting for a few minutes for him to speak up.

He looked up at me, a light blush on his cheeks. "I just wanted to say h-hi."

I smirked slightly as I noticed him unable to meet my eyes. "Is that all?"

He nodded, still not looking at me directly.

I stepped closer to him and grabbed his chin, making him look at me. "If you're sure that's all, then I'll be headed off to my gig."

His eyes lit up. "You have a gig tonight?"

I nodded.

"That's great! When and where is it? I want to come and watch!"

I chuckled at his excitement and reached into the pocket of my leather jacket, pulling out a brochure to the club. "I'll be going on at about 9:30."

He smiled cheerfully at me as he hugged the brochure close to his chest. "I'll be there, Yoongs!"

I couldn't help but smile with him as I nodded, waving goodbye and headed to my car.

•••••

After I finished on stage, I walked over to the bar, seeing Hoseok sitting there with a glass of beer in his hand.

"So? What did you think?"

He whipped around to face me, a goofy smile on his face. He jumped off of the bar stool and engulfed me in a hug. While normally I would have an issue with it, I embraced Hoseok in my own arms, unable to control my actions against him anymore.

"You sounded great! I can't believe you're not more popular."

I chuckled, sitting down next to him at the bar. "Namjoon! I need a beer." I shouted to the bartender, who nodded back in acknowledgement.

When Namjoon handed me my beer, I noticed Hoseok looking at him with an odd look.

"Hoseok? You okay?"

Hoseok shook his head. "Are you Kim Namjoon by chance?"

Namjoon nodded and gave him a dimpley smile. "That's me!"

Hoseok jumped up suddenly, making Namjoon and I flinch. "You're dating Jin! I was his roommate!"

Namjoon's eyes grew wide as realization hit him. "You're the infamous Hoseok! Wow! Jin talks about you all the time. He says you're an incredible dancer."

Hoseok blushed and looked down at the glass in his hands.

"I didn't know that you danced." I tried not to sound too offended about not knowing such a big detail of Hoseok's life.

He shrugged. "You never really asked. But yes. I actually teach a dance class every Wednesday morning, that's why my shop opens later."

I nodded as it all started to make sense to me. "I guess there is a lot we haven't learned about each other."

Hoseok hummed. "I guess so."

I cleared my throat, drinking half of the beer in my hand in one gulp. "I should head home. I have an early appointment tomorrow. This asshole decided that he could only get tatted by me and it had to be at seven am, but he said he'll pay me extra so it's fine. Plus, Jungkook has been alone all day and I need to make sure he's okay."

Hoseok nodded and stood up from his chair, taking a last sip of his beer. "I'll walk with you. Neither of us should drive with alcohol in our systems."

I wasn't going to argue about the fact that such a small amount of alcohol doesn't faze me. He seemed serious about the topic and I didn't want to upset him. I nodded and gave him a smile as I pulled out my wallet, slapping enough money for Hoseok's and I's drinks, plus a tip, on the counter. "I covered your drink, let's head out of here." I waved to Namjoon, who gave me a head nod in return.

The air outside had a slight chill, making Hoseok noticeably rub his arms with his hands. I offered him my jacket numerous times, but he only shook his head. I stopped walking as a wild idea struck me. He stopped alongside me, quirking his eyebrow up in question.

My eyes drifted down his face, from his eyes to his button nose, to his lips, and every space in between. God, he was beautiful. The most beautiful person I had ever laid eyes on. I smiled, unable to help myself as I reached my arms around his waist. 

"You're freezing, Hoseokie." 

He shivered in my arms slightly and nuzzled into my warmth. My smile grew bigger, matching the blush on my cheeks as I kissed the top of his head, not even thinking about it.

"D-Did you just kiss my head?" 

I chuckled awkwardly as I pulled back from him. "Yeah, sorry. It felt like the right thing to do."

He smiled cheerfully at me before his mouth formed a pout. I couldn't help but stare at his lips, the pout making me want to kiss him. 

"Yoongi?"

I hummed in response, not trusting my voice.

"I-I wish you would kiss my lips instead of my head." 

I saw him blush, making me chuckle again as I nodded. I leaned close to him, so close that we could feel each other's hot breath against our lips. I smirked as I leaned close enough that our lips barely touched, but no pressure. 

He gasped when I finally slammed my lips fully against his, my hands gripping his waist. He was so good. Perfect. And I knew that I wanted to kiss him like this every second of the rest of my life. 

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Anyone who knows my writing should know that fluffy moments like these do not last too long, so don't get comfortable. ;)