My Idol is a Bitch with a CAPITAL 'B'.

Middle of FUCKING NOWHERE!

"Soooo... are we lost."

Apparently those words triggered the other guy just as much (if not more) as he thought they would.

"Maybe if you would open you fucking eyes you could obviously tell we are!" Yoongi yells. "None of this happened with the other winners. It's just my luck that I had to be with you out of all of them!" Yoongi continued. "This is all your fault, if you would have, for one given me a normal place and not some disgusting skater park, and for two if you would have given me your address! We wouldn't be in the situation!"

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows angrily, and replied. "I thought you already knew where I lived, because surprise, surprise you picked me up there! And, it's not my fault you ran out of gas, you should have filled it up beforehand!" At the point Hoseok's face was red and his lips were turned into a 'ㅅ'.

Yoongi sat there for about a minute. His face was unreadable, Hoseok had no clue what he was thinking.

The older sighed and then grabbed his phone from his back pocket. He looked at how many bars he had and sighed again, this time more harsh. He stuffed his phone back in his pocket and got out the car abruptly, slamming the door and walking furthermore into the middle of nowhere.

After Hoseok realised he was leaving him, he quickly got out of the car and followed behind him.

"Hey, thanks for leaving me!" Hoseok says sarcastically.

"No problem, want me to so it again?" Yoongi says walking faster.

"Hyung-"

"Don't call me that." Yoongi says flatly while looking back at Hoseok with a distasteful glare.

"We'll anyways, I think we should stick together. I feel it would make things way worse if we split up. What do you say?" Hoseok says cheerfully.

"No." Yoongi walks faster as he said that and Hoseok tries to keep up.

"B-but hyu-"

"I told you not to call me that! Leave me alone!"

Hoseok stilled with a slight pout on his face and hunched shoulders.

He then stood up straight, crossing his arms and puffing out his chest.

"Fine then! Be like that, I don't need you! And I will get back home with or without your help."
Turning away angrily, he stomped off going the opposite way Yoongi was. Flailing his arms around.

After about an hour he was still walking. Finally deciding he should find a place with WiFi or find somewhere to stay at night.

He had came across this motel that didn't look horrible, but definitely wasn't 5 stars.

He ventured into the motel and saw a old lady working at the lobby.

"Hi how much would it cost for one night?"

The old lady stared at him bordley before saying. "50 dollars."

He winced at the amount (that he definitely doesn't have) and looked at the lady with sad eyes and says.

"You see (pout) i-i (stutter) got lost (sniffle). I was out buying a birthday gift for my mothers birthday." He paused dramatically.

"I'm so sorry I'm just-"

"No, no it's okay, please continue." The old lady said with a warm smile. Hoseok felt guilty for lying but had to continue or he could be sleeping under the rain tonight.

"She's been in the hospital for weeks now and I wanted to get her something to let her know everything was going to be fine. In the end my uh... Uber was a scam and just wanted my money so he dropped me off in the middle of nowhere." Hosoek pretends to hold back tears. As the old lady pats her hand in comfort on his shoulder.

In the end he go a free room as long as he'd help serve breakfast to the other residents in the morning.

He laid in his bed, wondering how the arsehole was doing.