Chapter 30

Hoseok and the others got off the plane, he took out his phone to change it from aeroplane mode. They were waiting for the bags when his phone beeped.

He took it out, he let out an excited squeal. Jimin who was standing next to him jumped. "Hobi?"

Hoseok showed him his phone. "Jimin! Aya, Aya send me a text."

Jimin saw Namjoon cocking his head towards them. "Lower your voice Hobi. But that is great news! See I told you."

Hoseok smile couldn't get any wider. "Jimin, I am so happy I... I can't express it."

They got their bags and followed the rest to their van. Jimin clasped Hoseok's shoulder when they sat. "So what did she say?"

"I haven't read it yet, I was too excited to see a text from her."

Before Jimin can reply Namjoon and the others, climbed in and he closed his mouth.

"Alright, we have a free afternoon before we go full out on the tour. Let's make the best of it." He looked at Hoseok. "When we arrive at our hotel room, we have to talk Hobi."

Hoseok was still smiling. "Sure, Namjoon." He looked at his phone and opened the text. He read and started typing.

"Aya, I understand where you were coming from, I do not blame you for how you reacted. I am so happy that you messaged me. I would love nothing more than to explain everything to you. Thank you for giving me a chance."

He put his phone away, Aya is giving him a chance and he will not blow it this time. He will do everything in his power to not break her trust again.

He leaned against the window, his fingers playing with the bracelet Aya made him, he was never this hopeful, not since Yue broke his heart before he became K-pop idol.

After he became famous she suddenly wanted to be back in his life and she was for a while, but he then realised it was all fake love.

She loved the attention, parties to such an extent that it was bad publicity for them. When he confronted her she just shrugged and said that it was his fault that she looked for attention elsewhere.

With Aya, she got to know him for who he was and not his fame, yes he hoped he could have eased into the fact he was an idol but that did not happen it just blew up in his face and yet here she was, texting him to say she was sorry.

He was still playing with the bracelet, I mean in what universe does a girl make you something for good luck? He thought chivalry was dead. His phone vibrated against his thigh, new message. He opened it.

"Hoseok, I didn't think you'd respond. I was really selfish to have given my own feelings more thought than yours, I had time to think thoroughly and realised you had a reason for doing what you did. I know you will be busy from now on, but I would like to keep texting with you. I know it would be better to talk face to face but this is better than nothing."

Jimin was looking over his shoulder and whispered. "At least you are talking again, Hobi."

"Are you reading my message now, Jimin?" Hoseok jokingly whispered back.