Burn

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Before Hoseok could do anything he was slammed to the ground, gun falling from his hand. Yoongi cried out as Sir kicked at Hoseok's stomach. Hoseok groaned and tried to scoot away but Sir pulled him back. He straddled him and punched his face. Hoseok spit back at the man causing him to only get angrier.

Sir wrapped his hands around Hoseok's throat, cutting off his air supply. Hoseok thrashed at not being able to breath, scratching Sir with his nails. He looked over at Yoongi who sat there trembling on the mattress. The noirette was covering up his mouth as he let out loud cries. Hoseok spotted the gun in the corner of his eyes, then groaned as Sir tightened his grip on his throat.

"Y...Y-Yoongi grab the gun..." Hoseok choked out, eyes almost rolling in the back of his head. "Get the gun...s-shoot him!"

That seemed to knock Yoongi out of whatever trance he was in. The noirette took the gun and aimed it at Sir. His hands were shaking so bad it was hard to keep the gun up. Hoseok shouted at him to shoot and so the noirette did. The gunshot was loud and echoed off the walls, making everyone's ears ring.

Sir released his grip on Hoseok's throat as he fell back. Hoseok immediately jumped away from the man, holding his throat as he gasped for air. Blood pooled around the man's body, creating a dark red puddle. The man groaned, choking out a cough as he spit out blood. Yoongi stood there, still as a statue, he couldn't believe what he had done.

Hoseok soon caught his breath and his bearings enough to check if the man had his keys on him. They were getting the fuck out of here. He tensed as Sir grabbed his arm tightly. The man looked at him with bleary eyes, the light slowly fading from them.

"Thank you," The man whispered faintly. "Thank you, I can be with Essie now. Essie, princess, daddy's on his way."

With that the man let out one final breath before he passed on. The man's hand fell from Hoseok's arm, falling limp into the puddle of blood. The brunette felt numb as he stood up, looking at the man with a blank expression. He continued to stare until he heard a loud sob come from Yoongi. The brunette went over to him instantly, helping him stand up from where he'd fallen.

"C'mon, let's get out of here."

Hoseok led the noirette upstairs, careful of his ankle. Before they got out the door the brunette took two coats from the coat hanger (plus some boots that luckily fit), handing one to Yoongi as he put on the other. It was better than nothing, Yoongi couldn't exactly go out there without something covering him up. They walked out the front door, Hoseok pushing a button on the keys. A beep sounded from a large grey pick up truck parked in the gravel driveway.

The two silent as Hoseok drove, the long dirt road seemed to never end. Yoongi fiddled with the hem of his shirt, the best he could at least with how messed up his hands were. It was a miracle that he was able to shoot the gun. He refused to think of what would've happened if he didn't. The noirette turned to look at Hoseok, the younger's hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

His cheek was bruised from where Sir had punched him, along with other healing bruises. His eyebrow was spit open, it probably needed stitches. Despite how roughed up Hoseok was, Yoongi thought he was the most beautiful person on earth. The noirette placed a hand on Hoseok's knee, causing him to jump. He quickly relaxed, looking over at Yoongi before placing a hand over his.

They held hands for a long time, neither wanting to let go. Eventually they stopped because the truck ran out of gas. Hoseok groaned in anger, they were still traveling down the long dirt road. Trees for miles, there was no sign of a town anywhere close. Hoseok grumbled and stepped out of the truck, kicking at the side of it.

He suddenly couldn't stop kicking. He kicked and kicked, letting out all his anger before feeling a soft touch on his back. The touch then turned into a hug as Yoongi pulled the younger close.

"It's okay Seok," The elder murmured softly. "It's okay now."

Hoseok couldn't stop the tears from falling, the droplets landing on Yoongi's neck. Yoongi couldn't help but cry a little himself. He ran his hands up and down Hoseok's arms, knowing that the motion soothed him. Hoseok shivered, holding Yoongi tighter. The two looked up at each other for a split second before they started kissing.

The kiss was slow and relaxed at first, but quickly got heated. The two locked lips desperately, basking in each other's warmth. Hoseok pulled Yoongi up by grabbing the underside of his thighs, just shy of his ass. Yoongi was thankful that the weight on his foot was gone and wrapped his legs around Hoseok's waist. Hoseok leaned him against the truck before opening the door and letting the noirette fall back.

"I thought I lost you," Yoongi cried as Hoseok began mouthing at his neck. "Hobi, fuck..."

"I know baby, I know," Hoseok whispered as he sucked a hicky onto his lover's skin. "I felt the same way, God I love you so much."

Hoseok kissed Yoongi's body lower and lower, unzipping his coat as he did so. He reached the noirette's quivering thighs and spread them open gently. His blood boiled as he saw all the faded cuts. The one that hadn't faded, and probably wouldn't ever, was a long thin line on the inside of his thigh. Hoseok kissed it gently before going to lick inside his hyung.

Yoongi's hips bucked up at the feeling, moaning with pleasure. Hoseok ate him out, switching his tongue for his fingers as he started to stretch the noirette below him. Yoongi was a sight to behold, moaning and writhing underneath Hoseok's body. His unabashed moaning spurred the idol on. When Yoongi was ready Hoseok pulled down his pants and entered him.

Hoseok groaned, panting into the crook of Yoongi's neck. Yoongi cradled the brunette's head, gripping the oily brown locks as Hoseok hit his sweet spot. He was close, with the way Hoseok's thrusts got faster meant that he was close too.

"A-ahh right there," Yoongi cried, arching his back. "Right there, Hobi, yes!"

Hoseok whimpered as he heard Yoongi's moans, thrusting faster and faster. Yoongi bucked his hips to meet Hoseok's, the sound of their skin slapping filled the truck. Hoseok hiked the noirette's legs up higher and that's when Yoongi lost it. He came around Hoseok's cock, his body convulsing as he was lost in his pleasure. Seeing Yoongi let go made the heat in Hoseok's stomach coil, groaning as he came inside his hyung.

He collapsed on top of Yoongi, completely spent. They stayed like that for a long time until Yoongi started to whimper in overstimulation. Hoseok kissed the noirette before pulling all the way out, groaning as cum dripped off his dick. The two cuddled close, falling asleep to the sounds of cicadas.