TOY | JIHOPE

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Jimin hadn't been visiting Hoseok as much as he used to. No, they weren't in a relationship, and no it hadn't ever crossed Jimin's mind that they could be in one, but it did come across Hoseoks at least. Though he did brush it off once or twice, because he was satisfied with what they "were" at the moment.

Hoseok sat lazily on the couch with a very prominent pout on his lips. Wearing one of Jimin's shirts that the latter had left over, making it a perfect mini dress that obviously was too big on Hoseok.

He continued glancing at his phone that was placed on the coffee table, waiting for a text from Jimin.

He hadn't even received a good morning text, or even a text to check up on how he was doing. He did text the latter though, asking if he was okay or how his day was going, but he'd receive small replies like 'mhm, good, ok,' And that didn't really help the situation as Hoseok thought Jimin was losing interest in him.

It did hurt Hoseok a bit, but he wasn't going to be a weak bitch about it. With his pout becoming even more pouty than it already was, he reached towards his phone, frustratingly texting Jimin.

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After Hoseok had sent that slight ass pic of himself, Jimins pants felt instantly uncomfortable. Of course, Jimin had some regret for doing that to Hoseok, but then again, he didn't care, and he wasn't going to show Hoseok that he cared as well.

Hoseok puffed his cheeks while lightly, tossing his phone back onto the coffee table. He had a small frown on his face because of what just went down. To be truly honest, Hoseok felt greatly sad because of the things Jimin had called him. Yes, in a way, Hoseok did come to realize that Jimin was treating him in some way like a toy, but actually being told he was one, was a different kind of  hurt.

Hoseok got up from the couch, Jimin's shirt literally hanging off of one of Hoseoks shoulders revealing more skin, as it draped down a bit to his tanned, squishy thighs, just right under his derrière.

He made his way upstairs to take a shower, wanting to clear his mind from a mess that just recently occurred on his phone.

While showering, tears came down his face, but you wouldn't realize as he was under the shower. Hoseok wiped them away as fast as he could, because he knew he could do better.

Hoseok knew he wasn't weak. He told himself he's crying because he missed the idea of Jimin, but not Jimin himself. But he knew just as well not strive for any type of toxic relationship.

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a/n: hey guys, i'm guessing a lot of  u have missed my writing, considering that i've been receiving many messages to update or write more🗿

if you've noticed, im actually  active, but i just haven't been writing (EXCLUDING my HOSEOK book) yer, but anyways, tell me what u think about the FIRST chapter for TOY💆‍♀️

PLEASE give me ideas for the next chapter, just so i can make things more spicier🥺

n hoseok IS jimin's lil smol soft cute loving hyung-baby. period.