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hobi talking about jin calling him ♡ 🥺(trans. cr. ryuminating)
halo and hobi, a concept i never thought i needed in my life but somehow it made sense. hobi is a literal angel, i could relate to oc with the feeling of wanting to watch him and just being whipped for him bc he looks so angelic and out of this world. hobi is truly an angel. this was so cute to read and honestly this is probably a reading i will treasure for a while 🤍
Halo
Hoseok x reader genre: fluff word count: 550
a/n: A short fic about Hoseok, the sun and angle himself. Inspired by the song “Halo” by Beyonce. What a man and what a woman, a killer combo. Enjoy!!
You woke up slowly and naturally from your sleep. Eyes blinked open against the steady stream of light coming through the window. So that the light wasn’t in your face you rolled over, eyes now on a different brightness, Hoseok.
You smile at his sleeping frame, in your mind there was no better sight to wake up to. His mouth ever so slightly agape, hair ruffled on his head. If someone had told you this time last year that you would feel this way about someone you would have laughed at them. Having had a rough past in terms of relationships you had built your walls high, not letting many people in. You swore you’d never so easily walk into a relationship with someone. You were damaged, fragile and broken when Hoseok came into your life.
Hoseok was unlike anyone you had met before. You knew of him and had seen him on TV performing with BTS but he was so much more than J-Hope. After meeting him you felt all the walls you had built up came tumbling down, not that you put up much of a fight. He hit you like a ray of sun and you became addicted to his light, letting it brighten your world.
All the things you had experienced in previous relationships, all that you thought relationships were, Hoseok broke. From the damaged, fragile and broken girl he met, he instilled hope and love and you now felt happy.
You continue to stare at his sleeping frame, brushing a few strands of hair off his forehead.
He stirs slightly and you remove your hand from his face not wanting to disturb him.
He groans out as his arms reach out and grab your hips pulling you into him. His arms wrap around your frame as his head rests on your shoulder.
“You know I can’t sleep if you’re awake,” his voice is thick with sleep.
“Sorry,” you run your hands through his hair making him hum out in satisfaction.
“No, you’re not.”
“Ok, maybe I’m not,” he chuckles at your reply. “But I do enjoy watching you sleep.”
“Kind of creepy,” you punch his side lightly and he groans mockingly as if you really hurt him. “And now an abusive girlfriend, this morning is going from bad to worse,” he mocks.
“If it’s like that…” You start to roll away from him but his arms tighten around you pinning you in place.
“It’s not like anything,” he kisses your temple. “I actually think it’s cute you like watching me sleeping. At least it means I’m not the only one that feels that way in this relationship.”
You soften in his arms at those words. He never failed to build you up and make you feel loved.
“So, what were you thinking while you were watching me sleep?”
“Just how beautiful your halo is.”
Hoseok pushes you away so he can look you in the eyes. His face scrunched up in confusion.
“You are an angle Hobi, and I can see your halo and it is so beautiful,” you say.
He simply laughs, pulling you in for a kiss before going back to his previous position, head on your shoulder.
“God, I love you so much,” he whispers in your ear.