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THESIS IT [xxxiii.Glucagon2.0]

🍋 Genre: romcom, unveristy!au, medical!au, music!au, roommates!au, cafe!au, smut

⇢ Pairing: BTS x reader; Hoseok x reader 

⇢ Word Count: 6.9K

⌦ Warnings: NSFW, 18+, flashbacks, strip tease, food play, oral, unprotected sex, mild voyeurism, boyfriend!hoseok

⌦ A/N: This chapter is again one of my favorites. I hope I do justice to our THESIS IT Jung Hoseok and since this has been queued, I’d like to share how happy and proud I am for his CNS song despite being inactive.

⌦ Last three chapters ahead! Thank you for all those staying with me and patiently waiting. Despite my hiatus, I can’t just let you wait too long.

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A Memory Without You

➜ Words: 10.4k

➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Angst, Superpower!AU

➜ Summary: Jung Hoseok is your saviour. Sure, he might just be a government worker tasked to investigate your life and ask a bunch of intrusive questions with his little clipboard, but he’s also the key to solving your troubles. You just hope he still remembers you when it’s all over.

➜ Warnings: Mentions to mental illnesses and discussions on issues related to memory loss.

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Why Do You Hate Me?

summary: he seems to hate you, but he panics when something happens to you

pairing: jung hoseok x reader

Part 2 in my masterlist! masterlist in bio!

    You couldn’t explain why Jung Hoseok didn’t like you. For one thing, you didn’t actually know why. Ever since your best friend, Jimin, introduced you to his friends, he had been nothing but cold to you. You tried to ignore it, realizing that no one else had a problem with you, but he only seemed to get worse. Being the nice person you were, it caused you to worry about being friends with Jimin at first. You didn’t want to make Hoseok uncomfortable, but Jimin had been adamant that you were speaking nonsense. 

    Nevertheless, he didn’t like you, which is why you thought this little getaway Jimin had planned was nothing but a recipe for disaster. Namjoon and Jin had arranged a little isolated cabin for everyone, saying that it would be nice to get away from everything for a while, and the invitation was extended to you. You tried to protest, but before you could give any form of reason Jimin was packing your bag for you.

    Everything had been meticulously planned out. The drive there was uneventful (unless you count Jungkook and Jimin fighting over who was the coldest), and the cabin itself was beautiful. It was definitely made to be a getaway spot, temporary, but something about the snow on the roof, and the lights up the walkway to the front door made it seem like more to you. 

    The only part they forgot to think about, was firewood. They wanted to do the whole unplugged shebang, so that meant no using the built in-heating system of the cabin. So after everyone was all settled in, no one had taken off their coats yet because it was seemingly even colder inside than it was outside. You were holding your hands to  your chest and bouncing on the balls of your feet to be warm. “We’re surrounded by trees, can’t someone just go out and get some?”

    You nodded, viciously agreeing with Jin’s request, quickly volunteering, but Namjoon frowned. “No one should go alone, we’re not familiar with the area.”

    “I’ll go with her.”

    Yours wasn’t the only shocked face staring back at Hoseok, but he only shrugged. “I was the one who had to map out how to get here and I’m the only one with a general idea of what’s around us.”

    “Are you sure? I don’t want to-”

    He cut you off by rolling his eyes. “Just grab a flashlight and let’s get going.”

    It was awkward. The silence was heavy other than the crunching snow, because you had long since learned that he did not want to talk to you. It was hard for you because you had no idea how to handle the tense atmosphere, so you just focused on the ground, not really wanting to have to chop down a tree. You could find some sticks that work, right?

    “Keep up Y/N, I don’t want to have to tell Jimin that I lost you because you got distracted by a leaf.”

    You huffed at the remark, knowing that the monotonous tone he spoke with was reserved only for you. To literally everyone else he was always bright and happy, so what makes you different? “Why do you hate me?”

    He turned around, jaw dropping open at your blunt question. “What?”

    He rolled his eyes, and turned around to continue walking. “I don’t hate you, Y/N. I never did.”

    You stomped closer. “I asked, why do you hate me? I mean, I have been nothing but nice to you. I haven’t done anything, and I still try to be nice to you even though you make no effort to me. It’s been years so tell me, why do you hate me?”

    You scoffed. “Yeah, because you sure proved that to me.”

    “You are so annoying, you know that? Why does my opinion matter so much to you anyway?”

    “That’s funny, because you’re the one avoiding answering me.”

    It was dead silent as you glared up at him, and a look came upon Hoseok’s face that you couldn’t decipher, before his gaze shifted back to cold and distant, it’s usual with you. “I don’t owe you an explanation, okay? Maybe I just don’t like you because Jimin didn’t shut up about you for weeks, but then the day before he introduced us, he decided to slip in the idea that you were off-limits, as if any of us wanted to date you. Maybe it’s because you’re so small and irritating. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent countless hours worrying about you for the sake of Jimin-”

    The look of hurt on your face was unmistakable. “If I’m such a burden,” you spat out the word, “why are you here in the middle of the woods, with me?”

    Hoseok had to keep the wince off his face. It’s not like he could say what he wanted to say, but he also didn’t know how to fix this. So he stayed silent. 

    You let out a laugh, cold, dry, and humorless, and he hated how different the hurt look on you was from your usually vibrant smile. “Yeah, okay. I’m going back to the cabin since you can’t even be bothered to tolerate my presence.”

    He groaned, traipsing after you as you stormed off through the trees. “Y/N, wait!”

“Why?” You whirled around. “So you can tell me more examples of how the only reason you even bother to acknowledge my existence is as a favor to Jimin? Or how you complain about how much I annoy you when I’ve spent the entire time I’ve known you trying to avoid get togethers like this so I wouldn’t?”

The dancer looked upset as he inched toward you, trying to talk, but you kept inching backward, not listening. “I was wrong. This entire time, I’ve been defending you, saying that it doesn’t matter if you’re rude to me because you’re just having a bad day, or because not everyone can like me.”

“Y/N-”

“But you’re just a jerk! You don’t even have a reason, and I’m so tired of worrying ov-”

    Your foot finally hit the ice he was trying to warn you about, and as if it knew about your frustration, it cracked away as quickly as your patience. You let out a shriek as you fell into the freezing water. 

    “Y/N!”

    His panicked yell let him without him even realizing it. He rushed towards the ice, hoping to find you not far from where you had fallen. He felt so stupid but now was not the time to berate himself on it. He had to save you first. He didn’t even know what type of body of water this was. Did it have currents that could drag you further away from him? He knelt down, hoping that the ice wouldn’t crack and he could get you out of there before the worst happened. 

    It didn’t take him long to spot your heavy jacket in the water, but you drifting further away, your layers weighing you down. Kneeling on the ice his hand shot into the icy water, latching around your sleeve. He laid on the ice tugging you closer until he could grab onto your wrist and pull you up. “Come on, Y/N, don’t do this to me now,” he begged as he pulled your upper body out of the water. He noticed that you were shivering, and he was pretty sure that you weren’t conscious. “Come on, Y/N, stay with me.”

    The words were frantic as he tucked you into his chest, rushing back to the cabin. You had already been freezing before, but now you were practically a lifeless snowman in his arms. Was he crying? It felt like it, but the only thing he could think about over his panicked heartbeat was how shallow your breathing was. He practically took the door off its hinges when he busted it open, immediately met by yells. 

    “Is that Y/N?” Jimin shot up. “What the hell happened?”

    “She fell through the ice, someone find a heater!” Even after he laid you down on the bed, his hands were still shaking. He stepped out of the room so Jimin could get you into warmer, dry clothes, but he was still shaking. 

    The minute Jimin said he could come back in he was flying into the room. “Is she okay?”

    Jimin could have fell down from how forceful and panicked his hyung was. “She’s fine, still shaking a little but she’s getting warmer. Hyung, what happened?”

    His lip trembled. Why was he so emotional? Oh, because you were laying on the bed, sleeping, and you didn’t even look okay. You were shaking and pale, and your breathing had only barely quickened. 

    “She asked why I hate her, and I lied to her.”

    Jimin was quiet for a minute, which unnerved Hoseok since he wasn’t looking at him, but eventually the younger male sighed. “I told you when you hatched this plan that she was stubborn and something would happen. You need to tell her the truth.”

    “She thought that I meant she was a burden, there’s no way I can come back from that to, “Oh by the way, the reason I was so mean to you is because I caught feelings the day I met you but I thought you had a boyfriend and by the time I realized the truth it was too late.’”

    Jimin nodded, “That’s because you’re an idiot,” he said, firmly.

    Hoseok resisted the urge to groan. He knew Jimin was right. He almost lost you, and he didn’t even have you yet. Jimin threw an arm around his shoulder. “Come on, you need to get into some dry clothes too.”

    And only after the two set of footsteps padded out of earshot, and the door clicked as it shut behind them, did you finally crack one eye open. What?