"Hey, dude." Hoseok starts. Jeongguk looks up, blinks slowly a few times. "What's wrong with me?"
A sigh, then silence. It stretches and stretches and envelops them slowly, a rising tide. Then, Jeongguk speaks.
"I don't know but," He eyes the heavy clouds outside the windows for a moment. He's measuring his words. "you should stay close."
Jeongguk swore to himself that someday (probably a couple decades from now) he'd show his real self to Hoseok, but sometimes fate just doesn't seem to play fair.
Jungkook’s going to say that he wasn’t scared, but he literally screamed and was about to throw down with a pan so he says instead, “How’d you get in, anyway?”
“Door was unlocked. Didn’t think anyone was home. Be glad I’m not an actual creep.”
And then this amazing thing happens.
It’s small and simple, quick as can be, but it leaves Jungkook stupefied, mind melting, like he’s lost on a wave.
Jung Hoseok winks at him.
(Or: Jungkook falls in love easily, Hoseok doesn't open up easily, and somehow they manage to meet in the middle.)
- Part 2 of Perfect Places
Bookmarked by maganxx
24 Jun 2019
if anyone asks for a heartwarming fic, show them this