I finally got J-Hope off of me, and still had my phone- I look at J-Hope. He. Has. My. Phone.

"What's your password?"

"Give me my phone." I said trying to snatch it. Wait...he got quite. I look at him in slight confusion, but realize that I didn't even remember, that is my password. Fuck my story! I make another effort to get it back, as he just moves his hand away. He looks at me, having to slightly look down, and smirks, luckily the others can't see, wait...is that a good thing? He then goes back to the book.

(So like...I was tryna be funny but...just...*cRInGes* I'm definitely gonna make the rewrite more angsty n shizzle and all that and well...yeah I'll just stop )

"This is pretty good." He finally says, causing an unnoticable blush to erupt on my cheeks, I feel it.

"Thanks..." I trailed off and look down.

"Hey, after practice can I read the rest of what you got, not even kidding, I like the setting also." He puts a question and compliments into the sentence. As I just nod, still embarrassed. He's going to get me, the others just can't tell.

"Mk, practice!"

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He had already began, the whole time during practice he did what he did best, be Hobi. There is no denying that. But this was Baepsae, meaning hip thrust, and fuck my life were those hot, but holy shit he put to much force into those, because he was getting back at me, and we both knew I would get affected. But how, I was affected was all on him, and he played his cards well. Cause I must say, I am very much affected.

I sat on my bed and whiped out my phone going to my book, so it's about me as a girl, soon getting a gender change due to her Utopia being forced a homo world, and heteros are unexceptable, except to give birth to children. (😏 That sounds familiar~)

(So like, I hate how I was still tryna be sneaky and smart and shit but by now everyone reading this knew what was happening 😂😂 E for Effort though)

I sigh and decided to go to my book, maybe I should add another Chapter...fluff...or...lime? Maybe a bit of both?

(So like this was when I didn't know the word "Smut" existed... I would say I wish I never found out but fuck that I'm glad I did 😂😂)

*Knock, knock*

I jump from getting zoned out, I look at myself to realize I'm victim to Hobi again. I grab a pillow and hug it since my pillows are rather large, what I like fluffy.

The door then opens to reveil the one and only Hobi.....fuck, my problem isn't going away anytime soon, especially with Hobi looking like that after practicing a bit longer than the others. I quietly take in his sweating form, wearing a light greyish-blue button-up shirt with KILL in bold yellow on the right side just below his shoulder, and something in white on the left in small letters, he also has on white camo shorts, and his brown hair is stuck to his forehead from sweat.

"So, can I read?" He ask snapping me out of my daze. Oh, shit. I was staring.

"Yeah, let me take it to the book." I delete what I had on my next page I was gonna write on, and go to the book.

"Here." I say handing the phone to him, trying to hide my blush. I look away to only feel the bed sink in at my feet. I look up to see Hobi above me, I shrink back into the bed, holding onto the pillow as if my life depended on it, well right now it did, because if Hobi saw my reaction to all of this, I don't even know honestly. I looked up at him, and I reach up pulling the top of my white cap, that seriously contrasted with my all black outfit, down to hide my blush, I crossed my legs over the pillow, my free hand also gripping onto it. As suddenly I feel him lean down to my ear.

"I wanna read you." He whispered, as I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning right then and there. Oh, Hobi why do you do this to me!

I feel a hand on my right thigh, as it runs up and down, fuuck. His left hand is placed next to my head, as I feel him lean down and lick my neck, I feel him smirk against my neck when I let out a breathy whimper. He pulls back completely, and is sitting on his knees in front of the pillow, as his attention is drawn to it seeing how tightly I'm griping it, his smirk never leaving. He puts both hands on my back of my lower thighs where the back of my knee is, and slowly slides his hands down. When they get to below my ass he quickly slides groping my ass, making my let out a squeak of suprise.

He somehow slipped the pillow away, probably when he gropped my ass, and is now palming me, as I can't help but let out a small moan here and there.

"H-Hobi~ Ah, st-top!~ S-Someo-ne- Agh!" He cuts me off by licking at my clothed friend.

"Someone what? Might hear us? Walk in on us?" He ask tauntingly. Fuck, it's hot in here.
I just nod in response. He chuckles huskily.

"Well now, if you never would have wrote that book, I wouldn't have found out, and anyway," He paused, going from my member to my ear in an instant.

"I've always wondered how it would be if you were like a girl~" He growls, then chuckles. My eyes widen and I look away, bad choice. He grabs around my throat forcing me to look at him, he smirks. He then leans in towards my lips, stopping about an inch away, and pulls back.

"You look good this way, all hot and bothered." He said looking at my panting form. He gets off the bed heading to the door.

"But I gotta go, Suga Cube~" He said, using the nick name from my story, and leaving. I lay there, embarrassed, and hard. Fuck you Hobi, I would gladly do that Hobi, gladly.

(Ewwwwwww hate myself, okay lemme just publish the rest and end my suffering)