Murderer - Yoonseok/Sope

🔪Chapter: 3🔪

Yoongi walks into his bedroom. Almost no light enters his room. A figure blocks the only light source. Yoongi's heart pounds in his chest, the blood rushing through his ears. The man's face becomes visible. It's a mask. He's the masked murderer.

"Get away from me!" Yoongi sobs. The murderer chuckles, pulling his mask off to reveal Kim Taehyung.

"Come here, Yoongi," Taehyung growls. Yoongi screams and cries.

"Get the fuck back," Hoseok comes in, shoving Taehyung out of the way. Taehyung attempts to stab Hoseok, failing to do so. Hoseok turns the tables, grabbing the knife, killing Taehyung out of self-defense.

"Hoseok," Yoongi gasps. Hoseok gets up, holding Yoongi in his arms.

"It's okay, darling, I have you now. Taehyung won't bother you anymore. I'll keep you safe," Hoseok whispers, kissing Yoongi's cheek softly.

"Protect me forever," Yoongi mumbles, leaning into Hoseok's touch. He craves the feeling of Hoseok encasing him. His sweet, strawberry-vanilla smell filling his nostrils. Yoongi is at ease now. Everything is okay with Hoseok. Something still feels off, though. Something isn't right.

"I'll protect you for as long as I live," Hoseok reassures. Hoseok fades away, the warmth leaving, but his smell lingering. Yoongi cries out for Hoseok, looking around frantically. He curls up and sobs, wanting Hoseok back. A loud beeping fills his ears, causing his anxiety to skyrocket. Hoseok is gone from him. He has no one to protect him. He's going to die like this.

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Yoongi wakes up from the dream, curled up on his bed. Tears stream down his face as he sits up, looking around. He looks over at his alarm clock, it still beeping. Yoongi hits it, the stupid sound stopping. Yoongi takes a deep breath, strawberry-vanilla filling his nose. Hoseok's smell. Maybe it's still in his memory from the dream. Hoseok doesn't know where he lives. Yoongi goes to look at his phone. Another note sits on top.

You didn't listen to me. You hung out with Taehyung. Take this as a warning. You've been a bad kitten. I might need to deal with you tonight. Be good for me. I was angry seeing you with Taehyung yesterday. You wouldn't want me upset, right? I don't mean to scare you, but I can't be nice all the time. I was happy to see you enjoying your present. You don't get one today. You were bad yesterday. You disobeyed me. ~ J.H.

Yoongi shakes his head. This is all so creepy. If Taehyung is theoretically the masked killer, why would he be upset about Yoongi hanging out with him? It could always be an act, or Taehyung could work with J-Hope. He can't be too sure of anything.

Yoongi gets up, going to his closet. He grabs a normal plain black outfit. He questions his dream as he gets ready. Why did he feel comfort with Hoseok? Another thing is why did it feel so real? He swears he could actually feel Hoseok. It's like his body has a memory of touching Hoseok. There's also his scent. He can still smell Hoseok. It doesn't add up.

Yoongi sighs, leaving his room. He grabs the coffee cup Jin made for him and leaves the apartment. He locks the door, making his way to the cafe.