~•Lost Soul•~ (Updating Again)

3. Feeling.

The room is cold. Dark and cold. There's an empty chair in front. The place looks like it has been abandoned since years.

It's night and everything is pitch black, only the light from the moon shining through the small ventilator window.
A light clicks on into the room. Yellow and bright, it pinches Hoseok's eyes.

He blinks several times before his eyes adjust to the light. He hears sounds of footsteps coming near. Trying to look back, he realises he's tied. His hands held back by a rope which is much too tight for his liking. His feet are tied to the feet of the chair on which he's sitting.

As panic takes over, he starts wiggling in his place trying to free himself from the rope. He did all but in vain.

The steps soon approach him and he looks up at the person. He's wearing a mask, that covers his forehead and eyes, with two holes, so that he can see through.

"Who are you?" Hoseok asks not being able to control his curiosity.

"I. Huh. Why do you want to know?" The masked man answered.

"Look Namjoon, If this is a prank, I'm gonna kill you for real this time." Hoseok spoke up, thinking it was his friends who planned all this.

"Oh how delusional. You're clearly not in your senses. And I don't know this Namjoon you speak of. Because, I, am AGUST D. Aka Min Yoongi. The greatest mafia king in this country."

The man answered slowly taking off his mask. Hoseok let out a small gasp as he recognised the face from the bar. It was the same guy he had bumped into. The slit hair, and...that scar.

"You... I- I think- I think I know you. You...you're the guy I bumped into at the bar!" Hoseok said slowly as the realisation dawned on his face, and soon he was back to his calm self.

God knows how he would stay calm even if there was a tornado, but got excited at the least of things. This was one peculiar guy.

"I told you you'll regret it." Min Yoongi said.

Yoongi could see the calmness on Hoseok's face. He was so irritated by him that he just wanted to kill him right now. But he couldn't. Because no matter how much he tried to escape, the fact that Hoseok's face resembled someone too much for Yoongi to kill him without an explanation.

"Who are you?" Yoongi asked Hoseok.

"I'm Jung Hoseok. And who're you?" The sunshine ball was emerging again inside Hoseok.

All of a sudden though, Yoongi grabbed Hoseok by his neck pressing down hard on it, until Hoseok was gasping for air. He felt Yoongi's fingers dig into his neck, and he could feel his head hurting. He desperately tried to stop Yoongi but his hands were still tied.

Yoongi finally loosened his grip on his neck as Hoseok breathed heavily, his eyes red from a few tears that escaped, and his cheeks red too. He could feel his heart hammer through his chest.

"Why?" Hoseok simply asked.

Yoongi, in his whole life had never seen anyone with an attitude like Hoseok before. He was so calm, while he had seen people panic, shout, be angry, threaten him and try to escape, no one had ever asked him "why".

Maybe that's why this question, though,coming from a complete stranger, felt personal. It hit him hard as if someone had struck a chord in his heart. It was as if...as if he had... disappointed his favourite person.

"What do you mean,'why'!?"

Yoongi spat in anger. He was not so good at showing emotions when it came to people.

Hoseok looked at him with pleading eyes, as if begging him to show his real self. Yoongi had never, ever been in such a tough condition before. Usually, he would just order his guys to kill the person but Hoseok was a whole different story.

He felt as though he was connected to him somehow. There was no proof to this but he just had a feeling that Hoseok was different. He had not said anything much since he got here, and didn't try to harm Yoongi unlike many other.

"What did you do to my brothers?" Hoseok asked, the pain clearly heard in his cracking voice.

"I-..." Yoongi couldn't find the courage to tell him that there were two guys who fought for him, and that he had shot one of them.

"I killed them. And I'll kill you too." Yoongi whispered through the silence.

Hoseok hung his head even lower. As Yoongi was about to leave Hobi, he heard sobs. Clear sounds of crying leading in hobi's direction.

He turned to see and his heart ached at what he saw. Though his hands were tied, and he couldn't move, Hoseok's face was stained with tears he was struggling to wipe off.

Yoongi moved up to Hoseok, and as Hobi looked up, SUGA wiped his face with his hands.

"Don't cry. I- ...uh, I don't like weak people." Yoongi mumbled in Hoseok's ear.

Hobi was too stunned to even say anything. Yoongi finally looked away from him and walked back out, having a strange feeling in his body.

It was the first time in years, that his cold, ice-like heart had felt something.

And it felt good...

Hello people. Hope y'all are doing good.
So I hope u like this chapter.

Anyways, I got my exam date sheet today, so updates will be real slow till the end of September.

My exams are starting on my bias's birthday 😭😭😭
12th September.

Unlucky me.🤧😭