Title: Lunch

Pairing: het!vhope, girl!taehyung

Genre: fluff

Rating: G

Word count: 840

Summary: taehyung and hoseok have their lunch in the school’s rooftop

Author's note: request from blackmelody; Can i have fluffy vhope relationship with taehyung as a cute bubbly girl and hoseok as the bright gentle boy? Please?. crossposted to livejournal

“Hoseokkie oppa!” Taehyung ran happily to hug her boyfriend Hoseok, the popular senior in her school. “Oppa!” she hugged him tightly like it had been a long time since the last time they met even though they just met this morning when Hoseok picked her up for school.

Hoseok just laughed lightly at his bubbly girlfriend. Taehyung was always cute and bubbly and Hoseok couldn’t help but fell in love with her every day. Some people didn’t like them because Hoseok chose Taehyung, the weird junior in their school. But love couldn’t choose anyone, right?

“Oppa, I bring a lunch today!” she chirped happily. “I made this lunch by myself! Umma said my kimbab was delicious yesterday so I made it again just for you, oppa!”

“Really? You make this lunch for me?” Hoseok looked at her with a surprised look. Taehyung was always a weird but she was bubbly and cute and she looked really charming in Hoseok’s eyes. He knew her cook was bad but he appreciated her works, so he would eat as long as it was edible. “Thank you, Tae!”

Taehyung giggled and her eyes turned into crescents, making Hoseok smiled widely unconsciously. “You’re welcome, oppa!” she said. “Let’s eat it in the rooftop!”

“Sure.” Hoseok took the lunch box as it was a heaviest thing ever and he didn’t want her to bring anything. He took her hand and intertwined it protectively while Taehyung just smiled at him. Hoseok was always a gentleman to her and she couldn’t help but fall in love with him more. Even her umma said that she had to marry Hoseok.

They were greeted with calm wind blowing on their face once they arrived in the rooftop and it was the best moment, where haters couldn’t disturb them. It felt so nice, only them in their own world.

“Oppa, let’s sit here!” she pointed at the corner of the rooftop and when she was just going to sit, Hoseok pulled her hand, preventing her to sit on the ground. Taehyung showed him a confused look. “Wae oppa?”

Hoseok didn’t answer instead he took off his blazer and put it on the ground. “Sit on top of my blazer. The ground is so dirty.”

“But oppa, your blazer, it will be ruined!” she pouted cutely, making Hoseok just wanted to kiss her passionately but he didn’t. No, it’s not a right time—he thought.

“It’s okay, Tae.” He ruffled her lavender blonde hair and made her sit down on his blazer that was used as the mat. “Let’s eat!” he said as he sat beside her, letting his pants ruined because of the dirty ground.

“Oppa!” she pouted. “Your pants is ruined too now!”

“It’s okay, Tae.” He smiled. “I would rather got the dirt instead of you. I’d rather got hurt instead of you, Tae. As long as you’re okay, then everything is fine to me.”

Taehyung blushed at her boyfriend’s statement. He always like that, fluttered her heart with his gentle behavior, beautiful angel smile and that one, sweet talks that always came out from his lips.

“Oppa! You always make me blush like this!” she said as she shoved a kimbap into Hoseok’s mouth, forbidding him to sweet-talk again. “Now eat!”

Hoseok laughed in delight as he ate the kimbap because she was too cute in his eyes, really. “Tae-ah, this kimbap is tasty! Are you sure that kimbap is made by you?” he again.

“Yah Jung Hoseok!” she puffed her cheeks cutely then hit her boyfriend’s arm playfully. “Of course it’s me who made this kimbap!”

“Okay okay I believe you, Tae!” Hoseok said. “Now I know that you can cook now, at least you can make kimbap. It means you can be my wife!”

“Really oppa?!” she beamed happily as her infamous rectangular smile formed on her face. “Then you have to be my husband too! You have to marry me, oppa!”

He pecked her lips lightly then smiled. “I will marry you, Kim Taehyung.”

“Oh yay!” she hugged her happily then planted a sweet peck on his cheek. “I love you, oppa!”

“I love you, too.”

She lied down on Hoseok’s blazer and placed her head on Hoseok’s lap with a wide smile on her face. “Oppa, play with my hair.”

Taehyung always loved when Hoseok played with her hair. She didn’t like anybody to touch her hair except Hoseok. The way Hoseok played with her hair was different and she loved it. Hoseok thought it was weird when someone loved her hair to be played by someone. But it was Taehyung. She was charmingly weird and Hoseok didn’t mind about it.

He played with her hair gently as his fingers massaged her scalp sometimes. She yawned a few times as Hoseok played with her hair and he knew that she would fall asleep soon, which was right. She fell asleep again with her head on his lap.

He leaned closer to her face and pecked her forehead lightly. “I love you, Tae.”

a/n;

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