It was the third day in a row that your boyfriend, J-Hope hasn't messaged you back. You were growing frustration and angry at him. Why? Because you were extremely lonely. You missed him like crazy.
That night, you cried yourself to sleep. Thinking of him always made you happy, but this time around it was upsetting you. Did he stop loving you after 3 years? Has he found some one new? Someone better? No, he couldn't have, He loves you. To be honest though, you didn't think he did.
It was now midnight. You woke up suddenly, feeling a pair of arms around you. You look over and see J-Hope cuddled next to you. You immediately slap him. He jolts awake and runs his cheek. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" "That's for ignoring my messages." You then kiss the cheek you hit and hugged him. "What's the kiss for?" "That's because I felt bad for hitting you so hard." He smiles and lays back onto the pillows. "J, do you still love me?" You ask suddenly. "Of course I do baby. Why?" "I just feel like your ignoring me because you don't want me anymore." "Baby, I've just been busy with schedules. Your still number one on my heart." "Promise me?" "I promise."
