Type: Scenario | Texts | Chatroom | Drabbles | Reactions | Outfits

Pairing: Hoseok, You

Genre: Fluff | Angst | Friendship | Other -

Words: 767 

"What is all this?" you heard someone ask as the door of your apartment closed.

"Hey Hoseok oppa," you greeted him as you continued to rewrite your notes.

"Your apartment is..." he started to say but his voice drifted off. You supposed he was going to complain about the mess and no way were you going to start cleaning it now.

You smiled at him as he continued to eye the apartment in disgust but came down and sat in the chair next to you. "What the is this?" he asked, picking up one of your revision sheets and reading it.

"It's my college degree," you replied, snatching the paper from him and putting it into your ring binder.

"I thought you were doing science, not literacy?" he asked.

"Funny," you rolled your eyes.

After a while you felt your free hand overcome with warmth and you looked to see a pale, white hand sneaking its way up your arm and you raised an eyebrow at Hoseok. "Jagi I'm booooored," he whined.

"Then go and watch TV," you pointed the other way and he pouted.

"Yah. I came to spend time with my Jagi and you're telling me to watch TV? Alone?"

Slamming down your pen in annoyance, you glared at him. "Oppa, I need to study. It's mid terms, it's your fault for coming at this time. I told you about my exams and you still chose to come."

"Fine," he stood up and walked away. You smiled, at the fact that he knew better than to be insensitive about your exams.

A little while later, you looked up from your notes, not hearing a s