DRUNK IN LOVE

your eyes can't take off from him. his sharp jaws, bright eyes, his soft hair, his personalities micmicking a vitamin— cheering up your day— and also a sun, who brightens up your day.

well he is your best friend. a very close friend.

he is also your co-worker. working in as graphics designer for comic books. you both loves comic and ended up working in that particular company. you met him, who was sitting beside you on your first day of work.

he is jung hoseok!

you share everything and every secrets and every little things to him— from food, to movies, to latest comics!

you looked at him dreamily, while he was looking for you from afar. you did not bother to call him, who was searching for you, with wrinkles forming on his forehead, tip toeing at every chance he got searching for you in the sea of people in the cafeteria.

once he spotted you, he pointed towards you, smiling brightly, and literally hopping to reach you.

"how long have you been here, flower?" he asked while dragging the chair for him to sit on. once seated, he placed his chin on both of his palms, while his elbows were on the table acting as a support. your stomach clenched while he was looking at you straight into your eyes. you tried really hard to cover yourself from blushing.

"not long ago. i ordered what you asked for this morning."

"well thank you! let's dig in!"

both of you started to devour the food in front of you. while both of you were eating, when hoseok dropped his spoon and fork on his plate.

you lifted your head looking at him asking him why.

"how's the guy you've been seeing lately?"

you fake laughed, as you answered. "i don't know, to be honest. i am afraid to tell him. what if we are no longer friends if i were to confess?"

he pressed his lips together, frowning.

"same here. i don't have the courage to confess to her. it seems like she is into someone. i just don't know now. my confidence level is depleted."

"how could you say it's depleted?" you snorted followed by a loud laugh, causing you to cover your mouth, with your palms, muffling the laughters.

yes and that is why you did not try to confess your feelings to him. his heart belongs to someone, and you don't have the will to break the feelings off, because he is your best friend. you value your friendship rather than just a mere crush towards a guy.

*******

you were thankful that it is a friday night. unlike your other friends, you preferred to spend time chilling in the house enjoying movie on netflix. catching up the latest television series, paired with hot cocoa, or rather spend time reading, or sketching graphics.

nonetheless, you preferred spending time alone.

you were concentrating watching the drama, when it was cut off by a ringing tone blasting from your phone. the familiar tone, which you purposely set it indicating the love of your life. you paused the drama on the television, as you stretched your body on the couch to reach for your phone on the side table.

"why is he calling at this time around?" you mumbled. pressing the green button on the screen, you placed your phone against your ear.

"hobi, my vitamin!" you exclaimed cheerfully.

"darling." he cheerfully called you.

darling? your heart skipped a beat hearing the endearment.

"what are you shouting? what's with the loud background?" you asked since it was not usually of him to yell loudly when talking to you. you heard the sound of the door slammed shut, as the loud background noise was getting further from him.

"darling." he slurred.

"hobi, you are calling the wrong person. i'm your best friend." you clarified.

"n-no. it is you, always you. you. you." he slurred dragging the word 'you' in a sing song manner.

"i don't get you hobi. you are drunk! you words are slurring. where are you?"

"oh namjoon! jin! what's up!" you rolled your eyes realising that he was ignoring you. "let's get you home, hoseok-ah!" you heard his friend, namjoon said. you decided hung up, but listening to drunk hoseok was beginning to amused you, at least making your heart flutters as he called you darling.

"w-wait, i-i am still on the phone."

"i want to marry her. i-i love her. really love her. b-but she is in love with another. i- i have plans to propose, on a--" he sniffed. "--that big balloon. red, green, purple yellow." he paused gasping. "hot air balloon!" he shrieked loudly. "when we are up above in the sky, surrounded by clouds, i- i going to kneel and propose. how does that sound?"

you sniffed too at the end of the line. "sounds great. s-she must be happy."

"this won't do." his friend, seokjin said. "hoseok ah, your substitute driver is here." he announced. you shook your head, but deep inside you were worried. you heard the car door shut, indicating that hoseok is in the car.

"j-just listen t-to me o-okay, my darling." you heart swelled again, hearing the word darling being uttered in a cheerful manner.

"okay hoseok, i will wait for you to reach home." you told him.

"my darling is worried about me you know?" 

"hobi, how many time i have to--" you paused, facepalmed yourself, that you did not register the fact that he is drunk. of course, you decided to play along in his drunken state. "of course, she is worried. you've been drinking."

"i had guys night! woo hoo!" he chirped. "--and now i am going to her house! she must be anticipating me." jealousy surged through your heart, hearing his statement. you kept silent, but tears are brimming in your eyes. you felt like dashing to him, and claimed him, but then you remember that friendship matters most. you clenched your fists tightly, trying to calm yourself. you laid down on couch, on your side, as tears escaped from your eyes.

"you are here, sir." his driver declared. "here you go, your money. t-thank you" you heard from the other end of the line.

"i- i wanted to surprise her. bye." you were about to reply but all you heard was beeping tone.

"definitely not a great friday." you mumbled, trying to hug the pillow on your couch. just around two minutes after, you heard your doorbell rings. you sniffed, wiping the tears on you cheeks, before running towards the door.

"hobi." you saw him smiling from ear to ear once you peeled the door opened.

"d-darling." he slurred. his body was swaying while walking inside your house. you grabbed his wrist, making him turned to face you. you cupped his cheeks, stared into his eyes.

"i am your best friend, not your darling. why do you have to drink a lot tonight?" you asked. he gave you a weak smile. soon after, he kneeled on both knees, hugging you, while resting his head against your stomach.

"i-i like you, my darling. i always love you." he sniffed, and soon you felt your shirt being wet. "are you crying, hobi?" you asked.

"don't go for other guy, i will always be there for you. as your vitamin, your sunshine!" his voice came out muffled. "really, i am afraid to confess because you were in love with another, flower." you froze.

flower

hoseok always calls you flower. a sudden realisation smacked you on your face, as you realised he is always in love with you. you both like each other.

"me? i mean, i thought you were in love with the girl in the publishing department, hyerin. not me. you were looking at her dreamily." you cupped his head, as he lifted his head, looking at you. "and i thought i was a fool for having a crush on you, on my own."

"yes, you, no one else flower!"

you wanted to confess, but he was passed out. you groaned, to the fact that, you need to aid him to lay down on the couch. you lifted him, with the maximum energy you gathered, he is finally on the couch, giving out a light snore.

*******

you were seated on the single couch next to the three seated couch, facing him who was sleeping. you saw his body moved slightly, as his eyes fluttered open.

"good morning, hobi!" you chirped. he got up from the couch, with his eyes still squinted adjusting to the bright sunlights, and messy hair.

"don't scream! my head feels heavy."

you rolled your eyes, before grabbing the pillow behind you, and threw it to his direction making him yelped.

"it was your fault. you were drunk, and knocked on my door at 1 in the morning!" you knew he did not remember what he said last night, and you decided to kept mum about it. you gave him a cup of black coffee. he sipped in the coffee and thanked you.

"did i say anything to you, last night?"

"u-uh, nope!" you told him popping the 'p'. "you were pretty much drunk and came here asking me if you can sleep here tonight." you paused trying to mask the nervous feeling in you. "yeah, that's about it." you gave him a forced smile.

he chuckled.

"yeah, i am sure i did that, other than confessing to you, my darling!"

you felt blood rushing to your cheeks, and you believed your cheeks turned to crimson red. "you did not."

"i might be drunk but i know what i said, my darling flower." you averted you gaze away from him, while he was staring right into your eyes. "i love you, my flower and i know you do." he smirked. "plus hyerin is my cousin!" he shrugged.

"so, my darling, would you be my girlfriend?"

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a/n: how was it? my hearteu is oh my gosh.

requested by: KabyHsu
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