Yoongi lost track of time once he stepped inside butterfly greenhouse. He felt like he spent there just couple of minutes when Mrs. Han announced that lunch was ready. As much as he wanted to stay at that place for a bit longer, he didn't want to be rude and decline food. Especially after Mrs. Han put so much effort into it.
"Mmmh, delicious as always!" Hoseok exclaimed after first bite of bungeoppang. Yoongi followed his lead, tasting his favorite fish-shaped bread and hummed in appreciation.
"This is one of best bungeoppangs I've ever tasted! How do you do that?"
"Ajumma is the best cook in whole Seoul. I bet you can never find anyone who would prepare anything better than her! I told her to open up her own restaurant but she's against it!" The redhead said with stuffed mouth. Yoongi wondered how he managed to move his mouth with so much rice in it.
"Do you know how hard it is to manage a whole restaurant be it small or big? I'm not ready for so much headache. Let me live my retirement in peace." The female said with dramatic headshake.
"Fine, whatever makes you happy." Hoseok mumbled before continuing devouring everything he could reach.
"Tell me Yoongi-ah, how did you two meet?" Ajumma asked with a glint of curiosity behind her eyes.
"As much as I wish it to be, it isn't a romantic story where you know you've met your one and only from the first sight."
Yoongi did notice something special about assassin the very first time they met, but Hoseok never revealed his face or identity to his clients. So Yoongi couldn't help but wonder who hid behind that mask of the best hitman in underworld. He didn't stop until he achieved his goal and found out everything about him (and maybe even a bit more).
"W-why should our first meeting be romantic?" Hoseok chocked on the rice and quickly gulped down a glass of water in one go.
"Why not? All couples need some cheesy first meeting story. If you don't have one, just come up with something simple, it isn't that hard." The woman advised them. Yoongi nodded in agreement, while Hoseok instantly rushed to protest.
"We aren't couple! How could you think of something similar? He's the last person I'd ever date in this world! This is just ridiculous. He is absolutely not my boyfriend?! Where did you even get that from? As if I'd...."
Yoongi barely held back laughter as Hoseok swore to all the Gods that he and Yoongi were anything but couple.
"For someone who isn't dating you, he does too much explanation. Simple no would have been more than enough." Ajumma slightly leaned towards Yoongi and whispered it to him. The male managed not to snort. He already liked this lady a lot. "He thinks I don't know what gay panic looks like. You're special lovely, he had never brought anyone home before."
Scratch that. Yoongi fucking loved this ajumma.
"....and so you know, Yoongi isn't even my type!" Hoseok finally stopped to take a breath.
"Are you done?" The woman asked him with unconvinced face.
"If not me then who is your type? Mind elaborating on that, dollface?"
"Yoongi!" Tips of Hoseok's ears instantly turned red as he threw panicked look at ajumma. "It's none of your business!"
"It is, actually. Explain yourself. Now." Yoongi's voice turned ice cold in matter of seconds, sending shivers down the redhead's spine.
"Fine! I like sweet and attentive guys who can easily express their feelings. I also like when guy can make me laugh and I also want him to be thoughtful and a good cook! It's important cuz I suck at that. Plus, if I ever have a boyfriend I want him to show affection and accept me for who I am." The assassin held gaze on his fingers all this time, feeling extremely shy to discuss all of this in front of his ajumma and Yoongi. He never even thought about his "perfect type" before, so he just said the first thing that came to his mind.
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Crazy but He's Mine | Sope
FanfictionSope Mafia AU: Jung Hoseok, the most skilled assassin who values his freedom the most, never thought he would be left with no choice but to join the mafia. Min Yoongi, someone who is more often called devil than his own name. He managed to establi...