abandoned | pjm

nineteen.

your pov

"Ugh I gotta go," Hobi sighed as he stared at his phone blankly.

"Yoongi is coming to town tonight, so I have to get glamoured before I see him," He winked. I rolled my eyes, smiling. They just got together so perfectly. I noticed that Yoongi was more...reserved, while Hobi was more extroverted and outgoing. "It could also work if I force him to get a taxi here," He smiled evilly.

"Gosh, you are so annoying, go do your thing, I'll be fine, Hobi," I reassured him.

"But I wanted to eat dinner with you, you know-as your first meal back at home".

I shrugged my shoulders, "I'll just call Daeshim to get some food on his way back from work. I gave him a soft smile to reassure him.

He huffed out a breath as he crossed his arms. "Ugh, fine," He sighed.

"Or, I could tell Yoongi to wait for me?" He questioned, seemingly questioning himself as well.

"I'm serious, get out and go see your boyfriend or else I will kick you!" I slapped his arm lightly. He grunted as he held the spot where I slapped. I didn't even slap that hard.

So dramatic.

"Fine, fine. I will go," Hobi said. "Really, call me if you need anything. I will literally jump from whatever we are doing are come running." I continuously shook my head as he told me over and over how fast he'd run if I needed him.

I didn't deserve him in my life.

"Got it?" He said, bringing me back from my thoughts. I nodded my head, pushing myself up from the chair slowly before I pushed him towards the door.

"I'll go, I'll go. Just don't use too much of your arms and legs or else!" He pointed at me with a very, serious face.

"I'll be fine Hobi," I smiled. "Go glam up for your boyfriend," I winked at him before he exited through the door.

"Is that you?" I called from upstairs as I heard shuffling through the door.

"It's me, babe!" Daeshim called back. I jumped in excitement as I almost tripped running downstairs to him.

"Woah, woah, woah, slow down babe," he embraced me. "We can't have another accident happening, especially since you just got out of the hospital babe."

"Your house looks tidy," he looked around.

"I mean, I haven't been in it for awhile. I think the furniture collected dust after Taehyung and Jungkook went to grab a few things," I shrugged.

"How long ago?" He immediately questioned. I cocked my head to the side in confusion.

"Like, three or four months ago? Why?" I asked.

He shrugged his shoulders, not giving me an answer as he raised the bag in his hand. "I got your favorite food babe," he smiled.

"I figured since it's been awhile since we've really gone out or gotten dinner, I wanted to make tonight special," Daeshim whispered into my ear.

I hissed softly as he grabbed me by my thighs, making my arms go behind his neck as he carried me to the kitchen counter-the food long forgotten.

He pulled the oversized hoodie off, leaving my tight tank top to show as he eyed my body down quickly before he started feeling up with his hands. He placed his arms on my waist as he pulled me closer to him before he placed his lips on mine.