3rd person pov: Hoseok grabbed Yoongi by the shoulder and spun him around, making direct eye contact. Yoongi immediately glared at Hoseok before realizing that if he continues glaring he will probably get hurt. Yoongi softened his glance and broke the eye contact.
"Min."
"Hello, Hoseok." Yoongi stared directly down at the wooden tile floor, before looking back up at the man.
Hoseok let go of Yoongi's shoulder and tugged him down to a booth, sitting on the same side. Hoseok pulled yoongi into his shoulder forcefully for a few seconds before letting him back up.
"What was that for?"
"Shut up, min. My dad found out about my grades and I ran away, but he's trying to find me to beat me, i can't get sent back to the basement again"
"what the..."
"okay i'll explain. when i was born, my mom passed away, ever since then my father has hated me, and the one time he let me have a chance, and i went into football, my ankle broke during practice. he was so extremely upset at this to the point where he chained me up into our basement and hit my broken ankle with a hammer, i sat there for days and he would let his friends inside and they would hurt me miserably, and he just watched and chuckled. One of them was kind though, and secretly gave me food to stay alive." Hoseok paused and looked around for a second before throwing yoongi's head onto his shoulder again and sliding to the very inside of the booth. He let yoongi up again and continued.
"Once he thought it was enough torture, he let me out. My left wrist was broken, so was my femur. I could barely walk. He was taken into custody for his behavior, but he escaped and came back. He's now chasing me."
yoongi was taken aback by all of this and was still confused as to why hoseok was telling him all of this.
"i'm so sorry, Hoseok.. but why are you telling me this?"
Hoseok snapped back to reality and pushed the boy back.
"alright min, i'll give you $500 to keep this a secret, and i won't bother jeongguk anymore, do we have a deal?"
"i guess."
"alright. i'll give it to you after school tomorrow at the back of the building."
with that hoseok ran off and yoongi was left wondering what in the actual hell was happening. of course he felt bad for hoseok, but again, hoseok bullied him, he couldn't completely wipe that weird feeling of "good, you get what you deserve" out of his mind. yoongi grabbed the collar of his jacket and it smelled a lot like hoseok, it was a weird and unfamiliar scent, but also addictive. how someone can get addicted to a scent, i'm not sure, but it happened nonetheless. it left a weird distaste in yoongi's throat.
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Fanfiction"maybe i was never meant to love. maybe nobody actually cared." two boys suffering in two different ways who have to change to become one.
