"How could you do this, hyung?!"
Yoongi sits before them silently, not finding the right words to defend himself as Jimin glares at him disappointingly.
"I should've known! You? Marrying someone? I really should've known!"
Taehyung shakes his head as he pats the smaller's back who looks seconds away from murder.
"I actually liked Hoseok, hyung. I can't believe he's involved in your stupid games too!"
"No! You can blame me however much you want but you will not say a single thing about Hoseok."
"Why?! He doesn't make money out of this?"
"No, he doesn't. Why do you think he's still working at the company? I got him to agree by promising to take care of his grandma's hospital bills and his sister's education. He had been struggling with it and I used it to my advantage. I chose Hoseok because I knew he wasn't like the rest, he wouldn't betray me for wealth."
The man explains, cheeks flushing in shame. Jimin scoffs as he leans back and throws daggers his way.
"Do you love him?"
Namjoon interrupts, sitting on the edge of the couch with an anticipated look on his face. Yoongi gulps hearing the question that has been running through his mind for the past few weeks, to which he has no answer yet.
Instead of beint honest, he shakes his head slowly, unaware of the front door opening.
"No, I don't love Hoseok."
A loud thump, tangerines rolling around on the floor making the friends turn back to look at the frowning brunette.
Yoongi's heart shatters at the sight of his contracted husband, he didn't want him to hear that for some reason. Hoseok doesn't look up from the floor, face still contorted into a frown.
"I'm done!"
Jimin exclaims in anger, glaring at the brunette as he pushes past him out of the apartment with his best friend. Yoongi sighs, confused and frustrated at the turn of events.
"S-Sorry, hyung. I know you trusted me with this, it just slipped. I should've been more careful."
Jungkook utters pitifully before patting the older on his back and dragging Namjoon out of the apartment.
"They know?"
Hoseok asks after a moment of passing silence, leaning down to pick up the scattered fruits. The black haired hums, feeling guilty for nothing.
"Sorry. They will come around after sometime."
"That's okay. I understand that they just care for you."
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Dearest Love
Fanfiction"S-sir?" He stutters, cheeks tinting red as he adjusts his falling glasses up to his nasal bone. "Hoseok, I need you to marry me." "What?!" The male shouts, heart racing wildly as he he stares at the silver haired male in disbelief. [YoonSeok] *Slo...