Too Good to be True (JHxOC) (J-Hope X Original Character)

Chapter 10: Completely and Constantly in Awe

"Come on, Ellie!" Hoseok said, tugging on the hand that he was holding as he drug me up the steps towards the museum. .

"Calm down, dude!" I laughed, trying to keep up with him. "Frist has been there for over 20 years, baby. I don't think it's going to go anywhere if you let me walk at a normal pace."

He slowed down and cringed a little. "Sorry, Princess. I'm just excited to see a new museum. Like I told you, I love art."

I smiled at him as we both continued up the stairs, walking this time. "I know you do, Hobi. It's okay. Though I wasn't expecting you to be quite this excited."

He blushed a little and shrugged his shoulders. "I've been to a lot of museums. Many of them, multiple times. So when I get the chance to visit a new one, the little kid in me starts to show."

I giggled at him. "I wasn't really complaining. It's cute."

"There you go, calling me cute again," he said, flashing one of his beautiful smiles at me. I felt like I was about to melt right on the spot. His smile has that effect on me. "Not that I'm complaining, either. I like that you think that about me."

"Oh I think many, many things about you, Jung Hoseok," I told him with a wink. "So many, many, many things."

"You're going to have to stop looking at me like that, Princess," he said, dropping my hand to wrap his arm around me and pull me close. "Or I will be finding the closest janitor's closet and dragging you into it."

I blushed at his words as he dipped his head down to give me a quick kiss. "And just what will be happening in that closet, sir?"

He laughed and blushed, too, ducking his head a little. "I have no idea. It just sounded like a cool thing to say. Maybe I watch too many American movies."

"Maybe," I giggled at him, tilting my head to kiss his chin. "But it was kinda hot."

He smiled and took my hand again, starting towards the marble building again. "This place is huge."

I looked up at the art museum that I had visited several times. "Yeah...I believe that it used to be a post office or something."

"Really?" he asked, looking at me and then back towards the building.

"I could be wrong," I told him. "But I'm pretty sure that was it."

"Well it's a beautiful building," he said, then smiled at me. "You're beautiful, too."

I giggled and blushed a little, but playfully rolled my eyes. "That was super cheesy, dude."

"Cheesy?" he asked, with an adorable, confused look on his handsome face. "Do I smell like cheese? Or look like cheese?"

"No, honey," I said with a giggle. "It's just a saying. Like something is corny or cliché. You learned that word yesterday, remember?"

"Oh," he said, then frowned and looked at me. "Hey! Me calling you beautiful is not 'cheesy!'" He used his long, slim fingers to make sarcastic quote marks in the air when he repeated the word that I had used.

I shrugged my shoulders at him as I pulled out of his embrace and headed towards the entrance, calling back to him. "I never said that I hated it."

He stared at my back for a moment, shaking his head, then he jogged to catch up with me, so that he could open the door, bowing to me as he did. "After you, miss."

I laughed at him as I walked inside, waiting for him, then bowed back to him. "Thank you, kind sir."

He winked at me and grabbed my hand, leading you to the counter where we would pay to get into the museum. Once we had our tickets, we walked hand-in-hand towards the first exhibit room.