pair: husband!hosoek x you

My eyes cast down to the sight of Hoseok’s half-asleep state; hair all over the place with eyes squinting against the light. I gulp at my own saliva. Looking at his upset face, I know what he is about to say next.

“Why the hell aren’t you sleep yet?” he scowls.

The thing about me and a new fiction book that I just bought yesterday is that I can’t let it go off my hand. Especially when it’s freaking good. All I want to do is read and read and read through the pages, the words, to what will happen next of the story. My curiosity always gets the best of me that it always distracts me. It even makes me having lack of sleep because I always sleep late just to get through my book fast. And my husband, Hoseok, never likes that habit of mine. He doesn’t like it if I sleep late because it isn’t good for my condition.

I pull my book closer to my chest, holding it protectively. “I’m almost finish,” I try to reason.

Hoseok lifts himself up a bit to see the pages of my book left. He scoffs before glaring at me. “What? That’s like two hundred pages more?”

“I’ll finish it in an hour.”

“It’s almost two a.m. You should sleep.”

I hold my book tighter when his hand reaches out to take it away from me, squealing weak noises of nos. I reason with him that I’ll sleep in another half hour, twenty minutes, ten minutes. Eventually, he lets go and I breathe out in relief. I thought that he’ll comply