His Blue Dog | Sope BOOK #1

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"Hobi~!"

"Hoseok hyungie~"

"Ugh, I give up."

Jimin stood next to Namjoon against the wall across from J-Hope's room. He locked himself in his room, again.

"Hoseokie hyungie!" Jungkook knocked in time with his words. "I know you sleep in there~" He giggled. "OPEN DA DOOR, MATE!" He said with a different accent. "Oy, ya bet'er open tha door if ye want ta live lon'ga!" He used a Scotish accent. "Hoseokie hyungie!" He kept knocking.

It was silent.

"Hyung~" Jungkook groaned in frusteration. "Do YoU wAnT tO bUiLd A  sNoWmAn?!" He asked with a weird voice. Namjoon and Taheyung laughed.

"Hyungie!" Jungkook hit his head on the door, sitting on the floor. "You know closed doors scare me!" He called out. "Especially when it's quiet from the other side!" He pouted, looking down at the floor.

"DON'T MAKE ME CALL YOONGI HYUNG!" He stood up, knocking on the door constantly. "I WILL!" Jungkook tried to open the door, but it was still locked.

"Yoongi hyung!" Jungkook brought his phone out from his pocket. "Oh yes, my beautiful little Jungkookie that I know and love so very very much." He said with a deeper voice to represent Yoongi, making the others laugh. "Yes hyungie, Hoseok hyung isn't opening his door, you must make him open the door." Jungkook talked to himself. "Oh yes of course, my beautiful Jungkookie I will do anything for you." He nodded to himself.

"Hoseok open the f*cking door right now." Jungkook said in a deeper voice, making Jimin burst out into laughter. "Hyungie please!" He whined out, stomping his foot. "Open the door, please~" He said loudly.

"I will body slam into this door and forcefully open it in ten seconds." Jungkook went serious.

"I can't open it."

"At least we know he's not dead." Jungkook smiled. "Why not?" He asked, knocking again on the door.

"I'm drunk as hell."

Jungkook laughed loudly. "Open the door~" He hit his head on the door. Silence. "Hyung~" He groaned, staring at the floor with the top of his head on the door. "I nEeD yOu, HyUnG!" He sang weirdly. "HyUnGiE." He rested against the door.

"Let me try." Namjoon shoved Jungkook out of the way. "I will call Yoongi hyung on the ninety-four liners!" Jungkook hit him playfully.

"Hoseok-ah." Namjoon smiled in his high-pitched girly voice, making everyone die of laughter. "Open the door." He raised his voice higher. "Or you'll get punished." He giggled like a girl.

Jimin hid his face in Jungkook's shoulder, laughing hard. "Hoseok-ah." Namjoon batted his eyelashes at the door.

"HoSeOk OpPa!"

Laughter could be heard throughout the entire dorm now. "Wait, should I say oppa or daddy? Because he's gay?" Namjoon turned around. "Just stick with oppa, if Yoongi appears from nowhere you'll be in trouble." Jin laughed.

"DaDdY hOsEoK!"

Still silence.

"What will it take for him to open the door?" Namjoon crossed his arms. "Got that on video."

Namjoon turned around to see Taehyung with his phone out. "I'M TELLING YOONGI HYUNG YOU CALLED HOSEOK HYUNG DADDY!" He ran away.

Namjoon shook his head.

"Hoseokie!" He tried to open the door, but not surprisingly, it was still locked.

"Maybe we'll just try later..."

Yoongi Focus

"Sir, we're trying to help you! We need you to calm down!"

Yoongi could only scream, there was so much pain everywhere he couldn't even feel the burn in his throat from yelling and screaming. He could see his limbs flying everywhere but he couldn't even feel himself moving them. He couldn't feel anything but pain. There were wires and tubes everywhere- pain everywhere. It was the most violent pain he's ever felt, this was worse than getting in that motorcycle accident years ago, rehab fixing his shoulder, getting in the car wreck and getting shot combined. This was worse than all that pain combined.

The pain was unexplainable, it was everywhere and he couldn't breathe. His lungs weren't working, he couldn't breathe and was in extremely violent pain. It was somewhere along the line of being hit by a car, stuck under the tire with your leg in the rim with your body on fire from your head hitting the oil tank and setting everything on fire. Also being able to feel all of it. Somewhere pretty close to that. Maybe.

He was hot, he felt on fire and everything hurt. His eyes hurt, every single muscle in his body felt strained and his bones felt broken.

"Sir, we need you to calm down so we can help you!"

He couldn't, his mind was only focused on the pain. He wasn't crying, but yelling out painfully. He tried to breathe, but everytime he felt even remotely close to doing it, his brain would warn him of the pain in the rest of his body, and the feeling would  knock the breath out of him every second. He kept passing in and out of consciousness. The pain knocked him out, but woke him up from the extreme amount. He would be knocked out for twenty seconds, but that wasn't enough time to give him the medicine he needed to go back to sleep. Then he would thrash around for about forty seconds, then pass out for twenty.

Until he finally stopped, gasping out instead of screaming and collapsing back down onto his back on the hospital bed. His eyes remained wide when he didn't feel his own heartbeat in his body, he felt stiff and unable to breathe or focus on anything. He couldn't understand what was happening, he couldn't understand the language around him, he didn't know how to think to ask where he was or what was going on.

How do you speak?

"I will call Bang-PD!"

Jin continued to bang on J-Hope's door. "Hobi, it's getting really old!" He kicked the door, but soon regretting it and yelping out in pain. "Wow, great job." Namjoon yawned from behind him, watching Jin hold his foot in pain. "You're not doing any better, Namjoon!" Jin laughed off the pain, and looked at the locked door.

It was ten at night, but Jin refused to go to bed until he saw J-Hope.

"We get it you love Yoongi and you're sad because he's temporarily gone, but come on! Open the door! You don't see me sulking in my room behind my locked door!" Jin frantically jiggled the doorknob, but it didn't move which made him groan loudly in frusteration.

"OPEN THE DOOR!"

Namjoon was falling asleep standing up, despite the loud noise in front of him. After all, someone had to make sure Jin didn't hurt himself too bad. "It's not even that hard!" Jin started knocking over and over again, so Namjoon crossed his arms comfortably to sleep standing up, relaxing against the wall with his eyes closed.

"Hoseok! Hoseok! Hoseok! Hoseok! Hoseok! Hoseok! Hoseok! HOBI!"

Jin knocked about twenty times every time he said his name. "Hobi!"

"Jin hyung..." Namjoon mumbled tiredly. "Can't we just go to bed?" He asked, exhausted. "Can I sleep with you?" Jin sighed, turning around in surrender. "Yeah, sure." Namjoon nodded, walking down the hallway into his room.

Jin changed into one of Namjoon's hoodies and loose pajama pants, cuddling next to him in the huge king sized bed.

"Joon?"

"Yeah, hyung?"

"Can you cuddle me? ...please?"

"Of course."