#flowers were easy I spent like a collective.... maybe 12-16 hours on them while watching BlaDe stardew valley videos

[abimee]

commission for @tsotc of the lovely viera couple peppy (he/she) and gargar (she/it) :] + a bunch of alts of the comm, very happy with this one and coming out on the other side with an appreciation for people who draw flowers by hand ha ha🦧

[thatmultifandomhoe]

Strawberry Cream and BBQ - 21

Pairing: Hybrid Hoseok and Human Reader

Overview: Your best friend knows she can count on you for anything, so when she asks you to watch her hybrid while she’s gone for a study abroad trip for four months, you can’t say no. But when these four months are over, things have changed in a way no one expected.

Word Count: 6,421

Genre: Hybrid AU, Fluff, Future smut, Angst, Best friends to Lovers

Warning: Angst and Fluff

Master List

Sneak Peak - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22 - Part 23 - Part 24 - Part 25 (Final) - Move in Day: A SC&BBQ Drabble

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Smoothing out your leggings, you took an easy breath in and counted to ten before releasing it. The rest of your day had been a domino effect after Hoseok left, leaving you exhausted, confused, and frustrated by the time you got home. Professors were changing the syllabuses, the work load was increasing, and you were getting the late shifts at the store – which meant you were closing up more and more often – something you weren’t personally all that found of to begin with.

The only saving grace had been a single phone call from Hoseok during a short break you had. He wanted to remind you to eat lunch at some point since you had a habit of forgetting to do so, as well as to let you know that he couldn’t wait for tonight. There had been no mention of Sue, and you didn’t have the heart to tell him about this morning. You couldn’t hide it from him for long. If he mentioned anything then you would tell him, especially since it appeared that she was going to try and come back even earlier.

But now…now it was nearing seven – ten minutes to spare actually – and Hoseok hadn’t shown up yet. In that time, you had curled your hair, done your makeup, and managed to pick out an outfit that coordinated with everything. Black leggings paired with a cream-colored sweater that was soft to the touch, and a thin cranberry infinity scarf loosely looped around your neck twice. To pull it all together, you had your own well loved and worn leather jacket on, and black knee-high boots with a two-inch heel and some silver jewelry for the final touch.

The only thing missing, was Hoseok himself.

You shut the bedroom light off as you walked out of the room, the strap of your purse on your shoulder. It must be later than he thinks, you thought, settling on the couch with your phone in hand. He’s probably just busy with practice. It wouldn’t be surprising if that was the case, and the with show happening in May, he was planning on adding in extra hours at the Dance Studio for practice.

Out of habit, you opened up the last message that Sue had sent. She had yet to give an update on the finer details of her return home, but that was fine with you. In fact, you wished she hadn’t lied to her professor and would just finish the study abroad program. She was only leaving a month early after all. Yes, it was terrible what Colin did, and your heart went out to Sue, but was it really a good enough reason to come back home from a once in a lifetime chance?

Sighing, you dropped your phone into the purse, focusing on the TV. Entertainment Tonight was going through the most newsworthy events that happened to the celebrities in Hollywood. Someone got engaged, The Brady Brunch’s house was getting built, and like always, actresses and actors were walking on red carpets for movie premiers. Absolutely newsworthy…for the upper class.

It had your attention for the next ten minutes, and when it was seven o’clock on the dot, there was a sudden knock at the door. Jumping in your seat, you glanced around as if there was someone else in your apartment who was expecting company.

“Coming,” you called out, pressing one hand against your chest.

Opening the door, you spotted the pair of black dress shoes first. Then as your eyes trailed up, a white button dress shirt tucked into fitted black slack that were cinched with a black leather belt.

“A little birdy told me,” Hoseok smiled as he moved his arm out from behind his back, revealing a bouquet of carnations and lilies in red paper. “That someone’s taking you out on a date tonight.”

You were absolutely speechless.

His grinned widened as you silently accepted the bouquet of flowers. He had spent the last ten minutes deciding on which ones to bring, only making it back to the apartment in the nick of time. Leaning against the door frame, he pulled his right hand out of his pocket to reveal his watch. “Seven, right?”

“And you’re late,” you finally spoke, smiling as you looked up at Hoseok. Taking a step back into the apartment, he followed you inside as you went to go get a vase from one of the cabinets.

“No, I am on time,” Hobi playfully argued. His gaze softened as he watched you trim the flowers, carefully putting them in the water as if they were glass. Roses, as beautiful as they are, weren’t your favorite flowers. They were too expensive, overused for the holiday season, and personally, you didn’t think they lasted very long. “I was here exactly at seven.”

You set the vase in the center of the island with a roll of your eyes, taking a short step back towards Hobi to admire them. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.”

Hoseok simply wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. Without speaking, he kissed your shoulder once and slowly swayed the two of you back and forth. “I know things haven’t been smooth sailing so far,” he murmured, his arms only tightening the slightest. “But they will be one day. One day, all of this will be behind us, and it’ll just be the two of us.”

As he spoke, your eyes watered up. Some days were just really hard – the two of you hadn’t even been able to spend his heat together in peace – and it made you wonder if it would ever get better. Would it, when Sue came home? Or will that be another battle on top of everything else?

At the end of the day though, it was Hoseok who made it all better, who made it worth everything. Turning your head, you leaned your forehead against his, taking the moment to collect yourself and to push back those unwanted tears.

“I know something happened today,” he gently added, watching as your face fell. He didn’t take any comfort in knowing that you had been hiding this all day today. It wasn’t that he was upset that you never said anything – he had mulled it over and came to the conclusion that he would have done the same thing – it was the fact that you kept it to yourself. That you hid how you really felt behind a mask. That’s what hurt him the most. “Sue sent me a text today; she’s coming home early. And from your reaction, you already knew that.”

“I planned on telling you, I just…I just wanted us to have one day. One day where it didn’t involve us worrying…”

For the first time in your friendship with Sue, you were tired of her and the drama. Maybe it was because the day hadn’t been great, but you hated the fact that Hoseok and you seemed to be tip toeing around her. You understood wanting to tell her that the two of you were mates when she came back. That wasn’t exactly something you could explain over the phone to someone, especially when they’re the owner of the hybrid. But she was taking her own hurt and anger from Colin out on the two of you and it wasn’t fair.

“I know baby, I know,” Hoseok softly cooed. His shoes clicked against the tile floor as he moved in front of you, pressing his finger against your chin until you were looking up at him. His heart immediately clenched at the sight of the tears swimming in your eyes, seconds away from falling down. The hybrid side of him wanted to growl in frustration and comfort you at the same time. But he was forced to push instincts aside, focusing solely on your scent to calm himself and finish his sentence instead of carrying you to the bedroom and cuddling you.

He promised you a date and dammit, he was taking you out. “I’m frustrated with this too. I believe that you were going to tell me and I know that none of this has been easy. But we’re going to figure this out, I know we will. It’s going to be okay. Which is why tonight…tonight, we’re not focusing on any of that. We’re not going to talk about Sue or Colin, or anyone who’s been giving us hell. You, my beautiful mate got all dressed up and I’m taking you out on a date tonight, because you’re the only woman I want to spend my time with.”

Stopping to catch his breath, he smiled when he saw your lips twitch in a smile. “Tonight, it’s just you, and me. Even when we come home, it’ll just be the two of us. We can worry about everything else in the morning. So, if we get a call or text from Sue, we’re ignoring it. What do you say baby? Does that sound okay?”

God, you wanted to cry.

You had no idea what you did, be it in some previous life or the one you were currently living in, but you must have done something pretty damn special to end up with a mate like Hoseok. Wordlessly, you nodded. His offer was exactly what you had been trying to do since you got Sue’s text. He just managed to word it better.

Taking a shaky breath, you rapidly blinked back your eyes to get rid of the tears.

Watching you do this, Hoseok quietly walked back around you and hugged you from behind, kissing where he had marked you. There was nothing except love flowing from each kiss. With his gentle touches, your tears were gone in a matter of minutes, leaving you calm once more.

“Feel better?” Hoseok murmured, kissing your mark one last time before lifting his head.

“Yeah, yeah I’m good.” Releasing one last shaky breath, you covered his hand with yours, easily lacing your fingers together. “So, where are you planning on taking me?” It was all you could say to put you back on track for the night. You wanted this night to be about the two of you and no one else, just like he promised.

He straightened up and led you out of the kitchen, gently squeezing your hand as he handed you your purse. “Now that would just ruin the surprise. I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out when we get there.” He shot you a smile, and like he had hoped, it made you giggle. Your giggle alone made him feel like he was doing something right.

“Is this how all our dates are going to be?” You teased, following him out the door. “You surprising me?”

Even though you had already told him that you understood the significance of the mate mark, that it was what you wanted, it still sent a thrill to his heart whenever you mentioned the future, bluntly or casually, like how you just asked about future dates. It meant the world to him.

As the elevator doors closed, he slipped his arm around your waist, resting his palm on your hip. “No. I know for a fact you’re going to end up surprising me.”

“Hoseok,” you whined. “Can I open my eyes yet?”

Glancing at your face, Hoseok shook his head. He should have brought a bandana to cover your eyes, but it had slipped his mind and didn’t return until the two of you were down the street from Kim Seokjin’s Cafe.

“Just a little further Strawberry,” he promised, feeling your grip on his hand tighten when your foot wobbled for a second. But he quickly placed his free hand on your waist to support you. At least he had enough memory to walk behind you to make sure you didn’t fall and get hurt. “I got you baby. A little trust would be nice.”

“So wouldn’t sight,” you joked, smiling as you blindly walked forward.

“Touché Strawberry, touché.”

You didn’t say anything else though, simply listening to water tinkling down the manholes and cars driving by as Hoseok guided you to, well, wherever he was taking you to.

According to the calendar, Spring was to be here in two weeks, but apparently mother nature had other plans. The weather had been shooting up to the fifties and even, dare you say, the low sixties for some reason. Snow had been melting left and right and with the warm temperatures, you secretly wished for an early Spring, that way summer would get here quicker. But at seven at night, there was still a light breeze in the air that reminded that it was winter for a little while longer.

Hoseok’s hands gently squeezed you, signaling you to stop. His shoes scuffed against the sidewalk as he moved behind you once again, his hands slowly running up your sides until they settled on your shoulders.

You were hyper aware of his touch, your breath catching as you felt his chest press against your back, or how his thumbs couldn’t seem to remain still and were rubbing circles into your shoulders. When he lowered his mouth to your ear, it was like the breeze disappeared altogether and it was suddenly summer.

“Open your eyes Strawberry,” He whispered, pecking the side of your head. “We’re here.”

There was no hesitation. It did however, take you a few minutes to process where you were. At first, you didn’t understand where he had taken you. You didn’t recognize the high tables against the floor to ceiling windows or the cream couch and matching armchairs on the left side of the building, or even the fancy coffee machines that were placed behind the counter. Since it was late out, the lights weren’t as bright but on the dimmer side to set the mood, emphasizing the wooden furniture that was a variety of shade of brown.

It clicked however, when you saw a familiar face walk out from a room behind the kitchen. His lips pulled in a smile as his wind shield wiper laughter was heard even outside.

“Oh my god,” you whispered, your hands coming up to cover your mouth. “You…remembered?”

A sense of pride filled Hoseok’s chest. “Of course I did.” Nuzzling the side of your face, he kissed your cheek just as his smile split into a grin that he couldn’t contain any longer. “Now, are we just going to stand out here, or are we actually going in?”

You giggled like a school girl, unable to help it. Hoseok led you to the entrance, only letting you go to open the door, his hand settling on the small of your back as he led you to a high table near the window on the right side of the room.

It was actually busy for seven at night, but it wasn’t overly crowded so as Hoseok asked if the table he chose was alright, you heard him just fine. Even then his gentleman manners didn’t stop at the door, pulling the chair out for you and helping you on to it.

“What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t help you?” He teased, settling in his seat across from you. You were only able to shake your head, but your smile and blushing cheeks said otherwise.

“You’d be a crappy mate, that’s for sure.” A sudden voice coming from behind you said, making you jump in your seat.

Turning, you relaxed when you saw that it was Jin. His dark brown cat ears twitching as he smiled at the two of you, a tray filled with empty plates and mugs balanced on his arm. “Hey Jin.”

He smiled, his free arm coming to pull you into a brief side hug. “Hi to you too. It’s about time you finally got around to coming here. I can’t chat for long, but I’ll be back with coffees for the both of you. When I return, there better be a decision on a dessert or my heart will be broken.”

And as quickly as he had appeared, Jin swiftly maneuvered back into the heart of his café, his sleek tail bobbing in the air as he disappeared behind the kitchen doors.

“Doesn’t he need to know what kind of coffees we want first?” You hesitantly asked, stealing a glance at the menu, written neatly in white chalk that hung above the coffee machines. There were at least three chalk board menus for all the different types of coffee that Jin made.

“He knows my usual,” Hoseok explained, reaching across the table to take your right hand to hold in both of his. “Since this is your first time however, he’s going to surprise you. But he’s dead serious about us knowing what we want for a dessert.”

Pressing your lips together, you nodded, going to look at the menu again when Hoseok gently squeezed your hand. You raised an eyebrow, your smile softening as he kissed your knuckles before speaking. “Trust me with dessert?”

“I trust you with everything,” you automatically answered. It was cheesy, but absolutely true, and even made Hoseok’s smile widen. Just like you had wondered how you got so lucky to have him, he was thanking the heavens for having a mate as sweet and perfect like you.

“Well I think that was even cheesier than my cheesecake and I’m king of dad jokes,” Jin pipped in, this time returning with two mugs of hot coffee. “One boring and plain dark roast for Hoseok, and for the lady, one hot Raspberry Love Potion. And for dessert?”

You were too focused on alternating your attention between the coffee and Jin, still trying to wrap your mind around the name of what he called it, that you missed what Hoseok said.

“Raspberry what?” You cleverly repeated, looking at Hoseok when Jin left.

Hobi simply chuckled as he released your hand to lean back in his seat. “Raspberry Love Potion,” he repeated for you. Glancing at the cuff of his shirt, he undid the buttons and started to roll the sleeve up to his elbow. “When Namjoon and I were here, he brought him a Devil’s Blueberry Chocolate Mocha. Give it a try, they always taste better than they sound.”

Licking your bottom lip, you glanced at his now exposed arms, giddily smiling as you wrapped both hands around the fairly large mug. The heat warmed your palms up immediately and spread up your body making you sigh in comfort. Taking a sip, you were pleasantly surprised that the coffee tasted like raspberries, the coffee beans offering a little bitterness to the sweetness of the fruit. Mixed together, your taste buds exploded as you took another drink, this one longer than the first.

“Told you,” Hoseok sang, watching the world breaking moment.

With a roll of your eyes, the name of the coffee became more fitting with each sip you took. Finally setting the glass mug on the table, you slid your fingers over Hoseok’s forearm now that his sleeves were at his elbows. His skin was soft as you lightly traced the veins, a habit you noticed yourself doing more and more often.

Hoseok simply smiled, watching you as his eyes softened at not only your touch, but because he could sense you relaxing. You were stressed. It was all piling up on you: school, work, Sue, and he was always able to sense it even when you were laughing. It never went away. But as your fingers grazed his tan skin, he could almost see the stress evaporating from you, your shoulders drooping as they relaxed.

“How are your classes going?” He softly questioned.

You shrugged, lifting your head to look at him as you scrunched your nose up. Uh oh. “It’s not bad, really it isn’t, but some of the authors we have to read for my American Literature class are annoying. We’re in the Transcendentalist period and I want to rip my hair out.”

“Ah, it can’t be that bad.” Turning his arm over so you could continue following the path, he shivered at your touch. It reminded him of those brief moments in-between his heat, when the two of you were trying to catch an hour or two of sleep and you would gently trace invisible shapes on his arm, your pace slowing as you finally fell asleep. It was relaxing and to him, it was precious. Precious because as fantastic as the sex was, those moments when you were wrapped in his arms were pure; a reminder that it wasn’t just about pure instinct, but love.

“My professor is amazing. He’s clearly passionate about the subject which makes it easier to understand, but I just don’t like the period. I love, absolutely love, the Romantic period.” Your fingers stopped as continued to explain, and unknown to you, Hoseok saw the way your eyes lit up with excitement and with his enhanced hearing, he heard the slight increase in pitch.

“Tell me,” he used his free hand to lift his mug, drinking his coffee. “Was it because of all the romance?”

But you shook your head, giggling because you knew why he asked that. “More like the lack of romance. The Romantic period was the time of Edgar Allan Poe, Nathanial Hawthorne’s Young Goodman Brown. It was split between the Dark and Light, and it’s absolutely beautiful. The language they used; it was haunting and filled with despair…” Licking your lips, you took your hand off his arm, using it to gesture as you spoke. “And if you didn’t like the Dark, you had Washington Irving and his story Rip Van Winkle, filled with magic and even humor. There’s just so much offered in that period, I could spend forever studying it.”

As you spoke, Hoseok found himself getting lost in each word you uttered. He hadn’t gone to college, if it weren’t for the help from the patient and kind people at the Homeless Center for Hybrids, he probably wouldn’t have been able to get his GED.  It wasn’t that he didn’t understand, it was the fact that you were so passionate about this that it had him hooked. He wanted to hear every word, wanted to know which was your favorite and why you hated those Transcendentalist people.

Jin came by again, but seeing that you were talking, he simply placed the dessert on the table in the middle of you two with two forks and a smile. “Chocolate cheesecake with raspberries and strawberries on the side. Enjoy.”

Even though he had tried not to distract you from the conversation, your voice halted when he announced the dessert. Blinking, you stared at the plate holding the slice of cheesecake, large enough for three people, and the bowl of fruit.

“Usually, Jin puts the fruit on the cheesecake,” Hoseok explained, handing you a fork. “But I know you hate strawberries, so I had him put them on the side.”

You took the fork, the corners of your lips curling in smile. “And the cheesecake?” Teasing him, you leaned forward as you took a raspberry from the bowl, popping it into your mouth.

“That sweet tooth of yours is almost as big as Namjoon is tall. Plus, if my memory serves me right, when we first met you brought the dessert. A cheesecake platter that surprised everyone because, as you had apparently said multiple times before, ‘cheesecake is meant for special occasions.’ Am I right?”

He raised an eyebrow, happily taking a bite of the cake as he waited for your response. From the way that your eyes got a little glassy, suddenly blinking to gain control of your emotions, he knew he was hitting it spot on.

There wasn’t anything for you to say. This was by far, the most romantic date that you could remember going on. The fact that he remembered something that you said, something that you thought to be so small, meant the world to you. “You’ve cared since way back then?” You found yourself asking, your voice thick with emotion.

Hoseok lowered his fork, switching it to his left hand so that he could reach over and slip his hand into yours. “Of course, I’ve cared. I may not have known that you were my mate back then, but I’ve always cared about you.” Squeezing your hand, he glanced at the mate mark on your neck. It didn’t look as bad when he made it, the skin was no longer red but he knew it was still tender to the touch. Maybe in a few days it would be completely healed. “You were my best friend, and still are. Even though she’s my owner, I always paid attention to you and what you said, because you were just as important to me. Even more so now.”

The back of your eyes stung with unshed tears and as you blinked them away, you noticed a couple other female hybrids glancing in your direction, nodding with hopeful looks. Daydreaming of their own mates one day saying something as sweet as that to them.

“Hoseok,” you softly whispered.

His fork clinked against the plate as he leaned forward, cupping your cheek with his other hand to wipe away the few straggling tears that managed to slip out. He knew the other hybrids would be able to sense the emotions coming from you, overwhelming them with the love and awe you were wrapped up with. But he didn’t care, his sole focus was set on you. That love was for him and if it was possible for him to get drunk off it, he’d gladly drink all that you were willing to give. “I know Strawberry, I know.”

Gently leaning your forehead against his, you covered his hand with yours as you softly smiled. He returned the gesture, including a sweet kiss to your lips before pulling back so the two of you could continue eating.  

From that point on, everything that had occurred prior to leaving the apartment vanished from thought, completely forgotten about as the next several hours were spent in the café. It was like the two of you hadn’t been living together since January. From talking about how the weather man had lied about today reaching a grand seventy degrees when it only touched the mid-fifties, all the way to stories that Hoseok had from the Dance Studio.

It didn’t last an hour or two. No. You were so wrapped up in Hoseok; the way his fingers fit perfectly with yours, how he laughed with his whole body, the way he insisted on feeding you a raspberry because it was, ‘a romantic gesture,’ that you missed the sky darkening despite sitting next to the  floor to ceiling windows. It went unnoticed that people were leaving more than they were entering the café as the hours went by.

Hoseok was the one to realize that the couch was free. A simple glance around the coffeeshop when you slipped off to use the restroom, stretching backwards against the chair when he saw that more than half the patrons were gone. With a smile, he slipped your purse over his shoulder and carried your coffee to the couch, setting the mug on the coffee table first before going back for his stuff.

By the time you emerged from the restroom, your smile faltered when you didn’t see him at the table, all of your things missing. You could have sworn that the two of you were sitting at the table by the window. As you scanned the room, you were shocked to find that café was a little less than half occupied. The waiters and waitresses weren’t rushing, but leisurely making their rounds to the tables that still had customers at them. It was then that you saw a familiar person sitting on the couch. His arm resting on the back, the spot to the left of him empty and as you made your way over, you could see him scrolling through his phone.

You leaned over him to wrap your arms across his chest, pouting when he didn’t look surprised, only mildly amused as he raised an eyebrow. “Enhanced hearing means I heard you walking from the bathroom.”

Rolling your eyes, you leaned up to kiss him. He immediately placed his hand on the back of your head, keeping you in place. You didn’t want to stop, but your smile was threatening to break the kiss anyway, so you moved despite his whines. They came to a stop as you settled next to him though, his arm settling around your shoulders and bringing you close. So close, that your legs were pressed against each other and you had room to bring them up onto the couch, his tail thumping against the cushion the entire time.

“You know,” he gently spoke, kissing your forehead. “I used to be so miserable, that I had wished my mate would never meet me. Because I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to love someone as battered as me.”

“Hoseok,” you whispered. He had never mentioned not wanting to meet his mate before. It was something that he never spoke of, but you had always assumed otherwise. You always thought that hybrids wanted to find their mates. The idea of not hoping to not meet them, it seemed unthinkable.

He sadly smiled as he brought his hand up, his fingers running through your hair. “What would I have been able to offer you Strawberry? I had been homeless, with no job, sometimes going days without food. I would have been embarrassed if you came into my life back then, not because of you, but because you’d be stuck with a sorry ass mate who could barely take care of himself.”

Tears came to your eyes as you shook your head, but Hoseok leaned his forehead against yours and kissed you again. Short, sweet, and a little apologetic.

“I love you,” you finally told him. Looking into his brown eyes, you saw them slightly widen. It was the first time that you’ve said those words after that first kissed. You had always loved him and you had said it before plenty of times, but that was back then, back when it was only friendly.

Shifting so that you were sitting up, you blinked back the tears. “Those times are behind you Hoseok, but if I had met you back then, I would have done everything possible to give you a home and helped you to find a job. I would have cooked whatever you wanted and made sure there were enough snacks to last you months. Because you weren’t ever a sorry ass, not then and not now. You just had some rotten luck and needed a helping hand. And I would have loved you back then too.”

His eyes had watered during your little speech, unable to hold his emotions back. For a brief second, his gazed wandered to the window, catching his reflection. Three years ago, he only had a handful of clothes to pick and choose from and slept on a cot in a room with other hybrids wondering if they’d ever be able to leave the Homeless Center. He never thought that one day he’d be wearing a button up dress shirt and able to afford multiple cups of coffee and desserts, with an angel sitting right next to him telling him that she loved him.

Wiping under his eyes, he took his time in kissing you. No rush, nothing but passion and love. Your fingers gently touched his cheek as you kissed. It was like the two of you were in your own bubble, neither caring who saw or heard what either of you said.

After a while, Hoseok finally pulled back, his free hand resting on your waist as he placed one last kiss on your lips. “I love you too Strawberry. I love you so much.”

You softly smiled up at him, murmuring the words back to him once more. Since his arm was on the back of the couch, you rested your head on his bicep as he leaned down, lips gently kissing the side of your neck that was unmarked.

Time once again passed by much faster than you realized. If it hadn’t been for Jin kicking Hoseok and you out of the café because it was five minutes to closing, you easily could picture spending several more hours there. It had been a shock to realize that Jin already had chairs turned upside down on the tables and the machines wiped down, simply waiting on you two to leave to finish cleaning and locking up.

With his arm wrapped around your waist, Hoseok safely walked you back to the apartment. The starry midnight sky, and the clicking of your heels and his dress shoes against the sidewalk as you took your time getting back home was the perfect way to end the night.

A comfortable silence wrapped around you like a soft blanket, the entire night replaying in your mind as he opened the door for you, letting you enter first. Kicking off your heels, you turned around to face Hobi, softly smiling when he raised an eyebrow at you in curiosity when you gently tugged on his tie to pull him closer.

You didn’t speak as you glanced over your shoulder, carefully walking backwards as Hoseok followed you with stars in his eyes and a grin. It wasn’t until the back of your legs touched the mattress that you stood on your toes and kissed him again. He was smiling in the kisses as his arms held you against his body before oh so gently lowering you against the blankets, his lips responding to the pace that you had set.

Maybe it was because of his revelation of how he had once hoped he’d never find his mate, but you just wanted to give him all your love until he never doubted his worth ever again. Fingers trailing against your stomach, your body quivered at his touch, but you broke the kiss by leaning your head back.

“I love you,” you softly whispered once seeing the confusion in his eyes. Carefully sitting up, you cupped Hoseok’s jaw as he sat next to you on the bed. “I love you now and I’m going to love you forever when we have grey hair, but Hoseok, I would have loved you if we met all those years ago.”

Hoseok’s eyes watered up as he silently listened, his heart feeling like it was going to burst from your words.

Shifting so that he was the one with his back against the headboard, you straddled his lap as you ran your fingers through his hair. “So please, let me love you tonight.”

Wordlessly, he watched you in awe. He never thought he’d end up with someone who wanted to ensure that he knew that they loved him, past and present versions of himself. Nodding once, he comfortably situated his tail, before you kissed him again, completely distracting him while your fingers took their time in unbuttoning his dress shirt. It wasn’t until your lips trailed down his neck that he removed the tie for you, his head leaning back as his chest softly rumbled with a content growl when you slid the shirt off his shoulders.

“I love you,” he softly murmured when you leaned back to toss your sweater and scarf to the floor, not caring where they landed. He saw the sparkle in your eyes at those words, and when you again repeated them back to him, he eagerly kissed your sweet lips before letting you have control of the reigns.

He never thought he’d say those words, but now he couldn’t get over saying them to you. And finally hearing you say them back to him; it sent his stomach twirling with butterflies and made him want to cry out of happiness.

Many hours later, when sleep finally claimed you, Hoseok gently pulled your naked body firmly against his chest under the many blankets you slept under. You shifted and he thought he woke you up, but you simply adjusted your head against the pillow before settling back down again.

It was while you slept, that he brushed your hair back to reveal the mate mark, a sight that he would never get tired of seeing. His bottom lip trembled as his eyes burned with tears. Pressing his lips together so as to not wake you, his arm that was wrapped around your stomach tightened just a little as he buried his face in your hair, letting the tears silently fall for the last time.

Too many times he cried in his sleep over the fear of spending his life alone and stuck on the street. He lost track of all the efforts he had once made to try and avoid finding his mate, not wanting to burden someone with lowering themselves because they were stuck with loving him.

He was done crying, because he wasn’t that scared boy who’d been left at the adoption center all those years ago by his owners. He was no longer the scared and hurt young adult who hid his tail and ears as a means to survive. Like you had proven to him, he was a man who had a mate who was in love with everything about him, and you were here to stay until the end of time.

Sniffling, Hoseok kissed the back of your head, then your mate mark and your shoulder before settling on the pillow. His eyes were heavy but his heart was the lightest it’s ever been, especially with everything that’s been happening with Sue lately. He didn’t know what was going to happen when she got back, but he believed in the love and the mate bond to keep the two of you together.

“I love you Strawberry,” he whispered, one last time, despite knowing that you were too far into dreamland to hear him. Closing his eyes, he felt himself drift off, slipping into his own dreams when he heard it.

“I love you Hobi,” you sleepily spoke, your voice so soft that a normal human being wouldn’t be able to hear it. But he was a hybrid, and when his hearing picked up on the words, he fell asleep with a smile.

[lovewavesxx]

Love Waves – EP 9 – Pink Pillows

October 16, 2017

“A few thoughts from Pink Pillows. –E xx.”

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/ericajones10/playlist/6iBQ8u16X0qim0ypl7Yb48

Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/playlist/love-waves-ep-9-pink-pillows/idpl.u-55D6lDlHx9Xkmj

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLwEZgDEorNRRItkk7C4ZD6enbIpcYm-Iz

This week’s playlist flow is ridic (ulous, if you must be lame and make me spell the whole word instead of attempting to be hip). Leave yo shuffle off bb.

1. mansionz – Wicked (feat. G-Eazy)

2. The 1975 – Girls

3. Rihanna – You da One

4. Kiiara – Wishlist

5. Travis Scott – Butterfly Effect

6.  Ghosted – Get Some (feat. Kamille)

7. Neon Trees – Sleeping With a Friend

8. Marty Grimes – Make It Back

9. Marc E. Bassy – Plot Twist (feat. Kyle)

10. Lauv – Reforget

11. Humble the Poet – H.A.I.R.

12. Daniel Caesar – Take Me Away (feat. Syd)

13. Halsey – Bad at Love

14. Julia Michaels – Issues (Alan Walker Remix)

15. Prince Fox – I Don’t Wanna Love You (feat. Melody Noel) [Adam York Remix]

16. Khalil – No Coincidence

17. Jhené Aiko – OLLA (Only Lovers Left Alive) [feat. TWENTY88]

******I NEED YOUR HELP WITH LOVE WAVES EP 10!!! AS A WAY TO CELEBRATE MAKING IT THIS FAR I WANT THE 10TH EPISODE TO BE ONLY MUSIC FROM OTHER PEOPLE. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SEND ME THE NAME OF A SONG OR SONGS WITH THE ARTIST’S NAME VIA ANYWAY POSSIBLE, OR BY CLICKING THIS PARAGRAPH, AND SUBMITTING YOUR SONG. I WILL TAKE ALL THE MUSIC I COLLECT FROM PEOPLE TO CREATE EP 10’S FLOW. IF YOU’D LIKE, YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR SUBMISSION, AND I WILL PUT YOUR NAME IN EP 10’S POST AS WELL SO YOU GET CREDIT! THIS IS JUST MY WAY OF SAYING THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING LOVE WAVES AND HOPEFULLY GETTING PEOPLE INVOLVED IN SHARING SOME GOOD SHT! xx.******

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Playlist Description:

Some of my best thoughts come while my head is lying on my pink pillow. Some of my worst thoughts come while my head is lying on my pink pillow. Everything in between is noise, but to be honest, it’s all just noise.

I never really thought much about how an inanimate object could be privy to some of the most important moments in my reality or just in my mind—those moments alone or sometimes with another person.

While in college some of my favorite times were when my closest friends and I were just laying in my room talking about everything, and nothing, while listening to music. They’d be on my bed and I’d be lying on the ground staring at my ceiling fan or on my futon. At times these positions varied, but you get the point.

There were nights I’d shove my face in that pink pillow to cry. There were times I’d hug that pink pillow wishing it was a human body, but it was 1:34 in the morning, and a pillow is what was closest to me. There were days I would pull myself out of bed to go to work and class and when I would return to my room that pink pillow was the first thing I’d see upon arrival.

Some of my best words have been inspired at times my head was on that pink pillow. Some of the best scenarios my head has created were while it was on that pink pillow. I see myself in different situations and places, sometimes alone and sometimes not, while lying on that pink pillow. (I don’t really know what to call the things I write because in my head they sound like songs and I don’t know if they’re considered poetry so I usually just call them words.)

This playlist stems from all of the hours I’ve spent thinking about what I have done, would’ve done differently, hope to do, and will actually do. I think a lot about my own future and where or what I’d like to do, and I also tend to think a lot about who I have or want to be by my side during those moments.

I think a lot about the people I care for and love. I think about the moments that have passed by and tasted so sweet, but I didn’t realize how precious they were. I think about the lines on my friends’ and family’s faces as their eyes lit up while they smiled or laughed too hard at something dumb I said or did. I think about what it felt like while we hugged. Where were your hands? Were your eyes closed like mine were? I didn’t want to let go, but I did. Did I hold on too long? Oh well, it’s over now. I hope I get to hold you again, but I just don’t know anymore. At times, I wonder if my effort or feelings will ever be returned, but it’s been long enough I think. People usually move on by now. “He didn’t seem excited to see you.” What’s wrong with me? Do you love me? Will you ever grow to love me? Am I wasting my time? Are you wasting your time? I think you forgot about me again. I fucked up. Have you fucked up? Would you tell me again if you did? Should I tell you I did? Would it hurt you? Would you even care? Probably not. Will we ever really talk again? I mean really talk again. Like we did on FaceTime that one day I didn’t know you were going to say anything. I thought about telling you I loved you about 80 billion times, but I didn’t. I’ve known since December, but it can wait. It’ll fade. I’m sure of it. You’ll fade. I’m sure of it. That was still a great moment with you. I don’t know. I just don’t know anymore. I’m kind of scared right now. This sht wasn’t supposed to happen, and what if I fall in love with him? I’m so scared right now. I don’t know how to be cool. To play this cool. I just need to find a distraction from this distraction. I need to stop thinking about this right now. Next paragraph.

My pink pillow has been the resting place for much of the good and bad that is in my life. That’s crazy to think about, right?! It’s just a freakin’ pillow. Yet, at the same time it is a constant in the evolution of who I have been, currently am, and strive to become.

Yoo this is was some overthinking sht at it’s finest. :)

Song Explanations:

Wicked by Mansionz featuring G was actually not one of my favorite songs from their album for the longest time. There’s this line G says and it just would make me feel upset and so I dismissed the whole song. I didn’t want to listen to it. Recently, I’ve really started liking this song. I also feel kind of bad because in some ways I am very much like that girl they are singing about. I’m sorry in advance. I hate me too. :)

THE 1975 IS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE BAND. It takes a lot of effort for me to not put them in most Love Waves playlists. I think Girls fits perfectly with the theme and flow of this week’s comp sooooo in it went. SUCH a tune.

Wishlist is a song Kiiara literally just released a few days ago. My favorite line is, “I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo.” I’d say I am an angel or positive with good behavior about 98% of the time, but that 2% can be dangerous. It gets more dangerous when I’m with someone equally mischievous. It’s like we feed off of each other’s energy and actions.

Get Some by Ghosted featuring Kamille is a song my friend Adam sent me weeks ago. It sounds all innocent and dancy until you actually listen to the words and you’re like, “Wut tha actual phuq?” It cracks me up, but it also fits the theme. I also highly recommend the music video because you would think it’s going to be a certain way BUT the entire video is not at all what I expected.

Click here to watch the official music video for Get Some by Ghosted

Ayyyy Marty Grimes with the new release titled Cold Pizza. Make It Back is my favorite song right now off of that album. “Seeing things without you ain’t the same.” There are times in my life I wish I had you by my side. Your presence would make this song better, it would make the lighting look better, it would make these breaths I’m taking taste better, it would make me feel better, but sometimes that’s life. You learn to deal with all the moments that will never be.

Plot Twist by Marc E. Bassy featuring Kyle came out a few months ago, but Marc just released his new album Gossip Columns. Go listen to that sht. Anyways, this song is in here because things happen and all of a sudden there’s a completely unexpected plot twist that happens in your life. Like, right now I can’t tell if mine is good or bad yet and that uncertainty is scaring the living sht out of me at the moment.

“I go out just so I can reforget.” I think Lauv’s song is fairly universal for anyone going through a type of separation from someone in life. I see it all the time when people break up. Newly single people are either too heartbroken to do anything OR they go out and do everything. I completely understand what it’s like to feel and act both ways unfortunately.

Click here to read the lyrics for Reforget by Lauv

I stumbled..across Humble *pause so for intended rhyme to be acknowledged* the poet accidently a few weeks ago, but his song H.A.I.R. is extremely dope and the production feels really original to me. I like his lyrics too.

Brooooooo Take Me Away makes me feel like I’m a feather gently gliding down through the atmosphere and landing on a really brightly scenic area near a beach or maybe in a valley full of different flowers padding the space between two hills during sunset. I really like Syd’s sound too. It’s so feely and jazzy and wonderful. Lyrics and vibe on point bb.

Bad at Love. Retweet.

No Coincidence is nowhere to be found on Spotify and that kind of irked me because it makes the flow on that platform slightly different. This song makes me think about the differences between something or someone being a part of your life by coincidence or by putting effort towards something. You used to be a coincidence, and something that was just there by fate, but now you’re just effort. It’s not easy going anymore. That fact makes me really really think about whether all of that effort is taking away the possibility of something better and less forced being a part of my life. I don’t know. Then again we’re the masters sticking it out during our phases. That’s just something I thought about while writing this.

Click here to listen to No Coincidence by Khalil on YouTube

OLLA by Jhené is off of her album Trip. That project is a lot to digest because it’s a double album, but I do highly suggest you give it a listen and also watch the twenty minute film she made to go along with the album. It’s such a unique plotline and executed so well. I like that this song makes me feel like I’m in a disco surrounded by light brown bellbottoms, and pastel tie-dyed clothing, and lights flashing everywhere gently, and everyone seems really at peace, and in the moment together. I see smoke in the air, but I think we both know it’s probably not a fog machine. That’s what I see and feel in my head when I hear this song.

Right now I feel really tapped out from writing and thinking about all of this. Imma just end it now.

Love,

-E xx.

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