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ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs - ᴋᴘᴏᴘ

sᴏɴɢ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ - ᴊ-ʜᴏᴘᴇ

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ᴊᴜɴɢ ʜᴏsᴇᴏᴋ / ᴊʜᴏᴘᴇ

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ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴs ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ,

ʟᴇᴛ's ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ.

ᴘɪᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs

ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

(ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ - 5 sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅs ᴏғ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ)

"Hoseok, can I come over?" Wyean sniffled, wiping away the tears rolling down her cheeks. Hoseok breath hitched for a second. It's rare for her call, because of her boyfriend.

"Yeah" Hoseok answered, calmly even though he was freaked out. He could tell she was crying and it was obvious in her voice.

The door clicked open and Hoseok dashed to the door, because no one except her enters his home without knocking. She let herself collapse in his arms, faint sobs echoed through the living room and both stood there for a minute or two hugging closely.

"What happened, Wyean?" Hoseok slowly queried, taking her face in his palms, caressing her red cheeks comfortingly.

"He wants me to stop coming here" She muttered, rubbing her red nose with the back of her hand. Hoseok wanted to coo, because she looked so cute and adorable. But pushing her to level she is crying, is something that got his nerves.

"Who?" Hoseok questioned, he needed to know, who had the dare to tell his best friend these words.

"Hyun. See, he even did this" she said, lifting the hem of her tank top, only to show a cut in her abdomen. He should have guessed because Hyun and him didn't really have a good relationship from the start. It even became worse after Hyun started dating her.

"I'll take care of him tomorrow. What was our plan today?" Hoseok gritted his teeth, and soon his demeanor changed into a soft one, like how Wyean likes him to be.

"Learning for the Maths test" she sighed, plopping down on the couch and rocking her feet to and fro like a little girl sitting in a swing.

"Nah, Break the plans, let's go out and forget everything" Hoseok chirped, dragging her up to her feet to get changed. She pushed her inside the room to pick out the anything she wanted from his closet. It's not something new, she does it all the time. She stepped out of the room, changed into his black hoodie and her white jeans she left in his house earlier.

"Let's go" Hoseok dragged her along with him, the moment they set their foot in the amusement park.

"Yah, Slow down" Wyean panted, in lack of breath. And the entire air in her respiratory system was knocked out when she found them standing in front of the Ferris Wheel, the dreaded giant Ferris Wheel.

"Come on, granny. You're too slow" He mocked, joining the line. Wyean rolled her eyes. She just didn't like Ferris Wheel, she's scared of that one alone because of the traumatizing memory it holds. And Hoseok doesn't know this because she never told him she hated it to the core.

"I'm not going in that shit" she pointed it out, disgusted. The line wasn't long but she didn't want go in that. And that's it. End of Discussion.

"Come on. I know you don't like it, but today we're breaking all your fears today, including Hyun" He grabbed her wrist, dragging her to the line and soon enough they were in one of the cabins, that was slowly raising to the topmost height. Wyean hadn't even opened her eyes for once. Her slender fingers clutched onto his leather jacket.

"Come on, girl. It's nothing. Look at me. As long as I'm with you, you don't have to fear anything" Wyean opened her eyes at his assuring words.

"See, we are at the top" He pointed out, the city lit with neon lights. And the car looking like ants, moving in a row.

"Look, that's our home" She excitedly squealed, pointing the apartment building. Hoseok giggled at her excitement.

"Yeah" He answered, his gaze fixed at her smiling face. Oh how he loved this smile? That one expression is one of the reason he loves her and when she smiles, he could hear fireworks bursting inside his heart.

And finally, both of them got down from the cabin and started strolling in the grass, swinging their entwined hands. He could only smile, at her looking so childish and innocent. They continued striding around the amusement park, going on all kind of rides that scared her and devouring her favourite mint chocolate ice cream. And finally, totally exhausted, they found themselves standing near a small stream.

"That was fun, right?" Hoseok asked, sitting down in one of the benches near the stream, looking at the thin crescent moon, glowing in the sky of stars dotted like diamonds.

"Hoseok, Hyun" Wyean's eyes drifted towards the boy, striding towards them in long steps. His eyes narrowed, and anger clear in his face.

"It's ok. I'm here" Hoseok circled his arms around her shoulder. His arms that always provided the comfort she yearned for and the warmth she wanted.

"Who gave you the right to hurt her?" Hoseok growled, the hold around her shoulder tightening, as Hyun took a step forward to grab her hand.

"She's my girlfriend, duh. I can do anything I want to her" Hyun rolled his eyes, trying to grab her hand. But she pulled away with a frown, before he could do so.

"No! Let's break up. You're not my boyfriend" Wyean snapped, and now it's her time to roll her eyes. Hyun scoffed, at her when she hid herself behind Hoseok. He walked forward to Hyun. Both were, actually of same height but Hoseok seemed too intimidating before him. As if he'll kill anyone, if anyone tries something funny on her.

"Now, you heard what she said. Leave, or else. I wouldn't mind slicing your throat with the knife in my pocket" He growled, whispering the last line in his ear. The expression on his face was menacingly dark. His dark brown eyes changing into black, portraying the possessiveness he has for her.

And that was enough to scare him off and he'll make sure he'll never come back to touch his Wyean even in the after life.

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