Angelic Evil Beauty •|SOPE|•

27.

Hoseok was about to enter the room, from where two big babies were shouting, when his phone rang and he frowned when he saw Namjoon's number.

“Yeah Joon?" Hoseok asked.

“Hoseok, about the Jeon Jungkook guy, Jin talked to him, and he said he won't be back from Canada until next week, so we need to wait." Namjoon said, sitting on his office desk.

“Oh OK..." Hoseok said, looking at the closed door of their bed room from outside, he could hear muffled voices of Jimin giggling and Yoongi whining.

“Did you talk to Yoongi about his twin though?" Namjoon asked.

"No hyung!" Hoseok said, almost making a shocked face. "I cannot just go to him and ask him about a twin he doesn't even remember.” Hoseok snickered.

“Yeah yeah, I get it. But what about Min Yongsun and Min Chohee. Are you sure they are not hiding anything from you? Like what if they actually know what happened between their sons that day I've been thinking through this-"

“I am sure about this hyung. The fact that they have told me everything they knew. I mean, Trust me on this. The Min couple is not hiding anything from us any longer.” Hoseok said, sighing. He had a feeling that they had told him everything they could, and so he doesn’t want to bother them anymore.

“Hmm... okay... so, till the time Jeon Jungkook comes back to Korea, what are you gonna do?” Namjoon asked. Hoseok looked at the door and chuckled, “Just teach my cute little husband a little bit of manners and discipline. And I have a feeling, my beautiful love is going to do anything I tell him to do now, “ Hoseok smiled fondly. He had thought about it. No matter what the truths about that day come out to be, he’ll still continue loving Yoongi and giving him all the affection he always deserved.

“Alright then. I’ll get back to you later, Bye.” Namjoon smiled as well at his lovesick friend and hung up, unaware of the presence outside the door of his office, listening to every information which left Namjoon’s mouth with a confused yet interested frown on his face.

Hoseok opened the door to the room and frowned when he found a crouching Jimin, with Yoongi’s trousers in his hands.

“Yoongi come on! Stop being overdramatic!” Jimin complained, looking under the bed. The space under the bed was really dark and Yoongi’s whimpers were clearly heard, but the latter wasn’t coming out.

“No!!! I don’t wanna go!” Yoongi shouted from under the bed and Hoseok rushed to their side.

“What-What happened?! You guys were good a minute ago-”

“Yeah but Yoongi isn’t agreeing to go out for the celebration! He started running around the room and I was running behind him. Then he started to get under the bed and I got hold of his foot, and I was trying to pull it, but the trousers came in my hands and I fell with a thud and he escaped and went in!!” Jimin explained with all the hand gestures, already done with Yoongi. He was panting and still holding Yoongi’s trousers, which he now threw on the bed with an irritated huff.

“Jimin, if he doesn’t wanna go out, you shouldn’t force him...” Hoseok tried to reason,

“B- But Hope”

“No Jimin. If you like celebration and wanna go out, you can. Take the rest of the family along with you. Me and Yoongi will stay home. Okay?” Hoseok said and stroked his brother’s hair, who just grunted, yet left the couple alone in the room.

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Once Jimin was gone, Hoseok sighed and looked under the bed, but he couldn’t see anything clearly, except Yoongi in fetus position, sniffing, with his shoulders shaking occasionally.

“Baby... come out... nobody will force you to go out.. okay?” Hoseok said gently, offering his hand to Yoongi, who was still sniffing. But then Yoongi slowly looked at Hoseok, his warm smile and then at his hand. Slowly, Yoongi took it and Hoseok gently pulled him out from under the bed.

Once Yoongi’s body was completely out from under the bed, Hoseok picked him up bridal style, while Yoongi buried his face in the crook of the elder’s neck Hoseok sat on the bed, with Yoongi in his lap. Yoongi wasn’t wearing anything except his shirt, and Hoseok could literally feel the soft thighs on his palms, but he decided to ignore it for now, and just stroked Yoongi’s hair, while looking at his face lovingly.

“Now tell me, what happened?” Hoseok asked softly, wiping Yoongi’s tears off his cheeks.

“Jimin s-said...” Yoongi mumbled, hiccupping in between, “we have to g-go out. But I don’t wanna, But he d-didn’t... I just... Hobi I-”

“Hobi?” Hoseok said out loud, his eyes  due to the new nickname.

Yoongi looked up at him shyly, blushing but nodded nonetheless, biting his bottom lip, “Hobi...” Yoongi said and hugged Hoseok tightly, “You are the only one who understands me...” Yoongi mumbled through closed eyes, “with you, I feel so safe, and it feels like, as long as I am with you, I’ll be okay...”
Hoseok didn’t know how to react. Little by little, Yoongi was indeed opening up to him. So with a big satisfied smile, Hoseok hugged Yoongi back and sighed, pecking his shoulder, promising himself, that he’ll always try to understand Yoongi and his choices, never shout at him, and give him all the love in the world.

“You know I love you right?” Hoseok whispered, burring his face in Yoongi’s shoulder. Yoongi just hummed and nodded. Hoseok smiled and kept on hugging Yoongi, he could be like this for the rest of his life, without complaining.
“Hoseok.” Yoongi mumbled after a while, Hoseok just hummed, his eyes were still closed, a calm expression on his face.

“What is love?” Yoongi asked, pulling back from the hug and looking into Hoseok’s eyes curiously, as if looking for the meaning of love. He was still on Hoseok’s lap, while Hoseok’s hands were secured around his small waist.

Hoseok blinked at his husband, not answering yet, so Yoongi decided to elaborate his question a bit. “When you say you love me, how do you know it is love... and that you love me?” Yoongi asked, genuinely curious, Hoseok just smiled at him and caressed his cheeks lovingly.

“Love is a simple, yet a complex term. It cannot be defined in words, it can just be felt... here.” Hoseok said and took Yoongi’s hand and put it on his own chest.

Yoongi could feel the faint thump of Hoseok’s heart under his palm, he looked up at Hoseok curiously.

“When I look into your eyes, my world stops... I don’t want to be anywhere in the world but with you, in your arms... it’s like, nothing else matters to me, the only thing which matters is, your hand in mine, your lips on mine, our hearts beating at the exact same rate... my eyes drowned in the oceans of your eyes... our breaths overlapped... everything I see seems beautiful, because all I see, when I’m with you, is you... And you are the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen... and that is when, my heart stops...” Yoongi could feel Hoseok’s heartbeat increasing, and so was his, at the same rate.

“my heart stops because I can’t believe that finally, I’m feeling this.. Finally, I’m in love.. so in love with those deep eyes of yours... that hidden innocence of yours... those masked tears... each and every part of you screams at me, to fall in love with you... again.. and again... and again...”

Yoongi didn’t even realise he was crying until a choked sob left his throat and he hugged Hoseok tightly, as if his life depended on it. He was full on sobbing in Hoseok’s chest now, his shoulders shaking, his fists clenched tightly around the fabric of Hoseok’s shirt.

“P-Please... P-Please...” Yoongi didn’t know why he was pleading, begging, for what?? But he just was, sobbing loudly. Even Hoseok was getting worried now, so he drew circles on Yoongi’s back with one hand, while the other was on his head, stroking his hair lovingly.

“Shhhh. I got you... I’m here... don’t worry, I’m here...” Hoseok mumbled, sweet nothings, while Yoongi kept on sobbing, trying to be closer to Hoseok, if that was even possible.

But Hoseok didn’t mind at all, he hugged Yoongi tighter, let him cry in his chest, and stayed patient for the rest of their time in that room alone.
 

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