FATE | SOPE

ℂ𝕙. 𝟛𝟜 | 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕖

Hoseok opened the door, he sighed seeing who it is. "You could have told me you were coming."

Irene rolled her eyes, letting herself in. "Hey Hoseok, I'm coming."

"Be quiet," he said. "Yoongi's sleeping."

"Your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Oh I'm sorry," she corrected herself. "Your soulmate."

Hoseok glared at her with red cheeks. He still can't comprehend the fact that Yoongi is his soulmate. Yoongi. He was truly the luckiest man on earth. Well, there is Taehyung who's dating his idol.

But he felt really lucky to be able to lift the curse thanks to Irene, and be able to feel what it's like to love someone.

"Come on, Hoseok!" Irene groaned. "You guys are soulmates. You two like each other, you're living in the same house, sleeping in the same bed-"

"No he's got a separate room," Hoseok corrected.

"Well whatever!" she exasperated. "When are you finally gonna ask him out, cause I know Yoongi doesn't have the balls to make the first move."

"Because Irene," Hoseok gave her a look. "He just got out of an abusive relationship, I can't ask him out right away."

"So then how long are you gonna wait?" Irene asked.

"When he's ready."

"Pfft," she laughed out fakely. "When will that be-"

"Irene?" the two turned their heads to Yoongi at the stairs. The boy looked like he had just gotten out of bed. His hair was messy, he didn't even wash his face or brush his teeth.

Nasty ass.

"Oh," she smiled at him. "Morning, dumpling."

He hummed, yawning like a kitten.

Hoseok chuckled at him and ruffled his hair. "Just got out of bed?"

"What do you think?" he asked in a snappy tone. "You guys are so loud, you woke me up."

"Hoseok's so frustrating," Irene said. "He hasn't even asked you out yet. Like, come on, dude!"

"Irene!" he whined at her to keep quiet.

She laughed out loud.

4 hours.

Irene stayed for 4 hours.

She said she was "just visiting." That wasn't just visiting, cause she stayed for 4 hours, pigged out in their fridge, made herself at home. But she was the queen, and the queen always gets the best of the best.

"Finally," Hoseok plopped on the couch next to Yoongi. "All alone without an annoying Irene to bother us."

Yoongi laughed at him, taking Hoseok's hand and interlocking their fingers. It was almost always him who initiates the contact. Sometimes it'd be Hoseok when he's comforting him. The two stayed silent, enjoying each other's company. Hoseok laid his head on Yoongi's shoulder, closing his eyes.

He wasn't sleeping, just chilling.

"I think I'm ready," Yoongi said.

Hoseok's head perked up. "You're ready?"

"Yeah," he nodded, whispering the next part. "I want to be your boyfriend."

Woah, Hoseok thought. He really did have the balls to make the first move.

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asked. "I like to think I'm a pretty patient guy. I mean, as long as you're here with me, I'm fine until you're ready. I can totally wait an eternity. No wait-"

"I am ready," Yoongi cut him off, a smile on his face at Hoseok's rambling. "I want to be boyfriends, and I wanna go on dates."

"I want that too," Hoseok smiled, squeezing his Yoongi's hand. "So, boyfriends?"

"Boyfriends."

"Can we have our first date today?" Yoongi asked.

"Of course," Hoseok smiled getting up from the warmth on the couch.

"We're leaving now?" Yoongi asked.

"After we get ready," Hoseok took Yoongi's hand to pull him out of the couch. And it worked, he pulled him out like a radish.

♥

Jimin walked downstairs, the fantastic, delicious, mouth-watering smell of omelettes filling his nostrils. He walked to the kitchen, finding Jin cooking.

He had already come out of the bathroom, minty fresh.

"Smells good," he said, peeking over Jin's shoulder, making him flinch.

"God," he said through his deep breaths. "Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry," Jimin giggled.

Jin finished the last omelette, placing it on a fancy plate. He was about the hand Jimin a fork but he shook his head.

"Who needs utensils when you got hands?" Jimin asked.

Jin gave him a look. "You're only saying that cause you're doing dishes today. I'll make sure to use as many dishes as I want."

"Hey," Jimin slapped his shoulders.

Jin scoffed. "Why'd you hit me?"

Jimin laughed. "It's called affection."

"Can't you show affection in other ways?" Jin asked.

"Like kisses?" Jimin asked

Jin's breath stopped, "A-Are you."

"Am I joking?" Jimin asked. "No."

The serious, intense look on Jimin's face was making Jin think that maybe Jimin returned the feelings.

Before he could gay panic any more, Jimin smashed his lips onto Jin. Jin didn't kiss back, so Jimin pulled away.

"I like you," Jimin confessed. "I have for a while now."

"Really?" Jin asked.

"Really," Jimin nodded.

"Wow," was all he could say. "You got balls."

"You do too," Jimin smacked his chest. "You're supposed to say 'I like you too.'"

"How did you know I like you too?" Jin asked with a small smirk.

"I overheard your call with your friends," Jimin smirked back.

"You overheard or you eavesdropped?"

"Hey," Jimin shrugged, "it was because I eavesdropped, that was to confess just now. If not, we wouldn't be going anywhere with this relationship."

"You're right," Jin pulled Jimin into another kiss. This time making sure to kiss instead of just stand there like a statue.

Author note:
Progress on the dances. I finished Scream, Hip, Movie Star, Like This, and Black or White. Whoever recommended Ice Age, do you want me to break my legs?