My gay best friend. (Sope)

Chapter 4: Hoseok's support group.

WARNINGS: Depression, sadness episodes, past memories traumas and incidents referring bullying episodes. Bruises, bad alimentary habits, weakness, depression physical symptoms, comfort. Sad crying Hobi and more. Mention of alcoholic beverages.

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Chapter 4:
Hoseok's support group.

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Next week Hoseok had more time, as he was suspended from work. So he would go early to school, he would take his classes and then in the afternoon as he was free he would come back home.

On Monday he arrived early, he didn't have that many classes, he had homework, so he ended up returning early. Thanks to his roommate, he had something to eat. Yoongi had prepared him lunch. He knew Hoseok didn't have enough money that week as he was saving it.

So Yoongi helped him by hiding food in his school bag, and some bus tickets. Hoseok was thankful, he ate and returned home without spending money. Yoongi even had packed some pastries and sweets.

That day he was wearing sunglasses, he didn't want to show his face, his eyes and nose got purple bruises that looked dark. His belly was still bruised and painful.

"What 's wrong? Hyung, did the glitter end up entering your eyes? Why do you have those glasses?  Bitch, you look expensive with those!" Jimin had told him after their dance practice.

Hoseok lowered his glasses slightly, and also his mask, it was enough for the petite blonde to see his nose and eye, his face was messed up.

"Hyungie, sorry I didn't mean it! You know I fucking love your bitchful ass! Tell me who did this? Who was the fucker?" Jimin had said angry as fuck. He still appreciated Hoseok's friendship.

Hoseok sighed he didn't really want to talk about it. "It was my fault, Yoongi Hyung came, he saved my ass again after what happened at work, because of you, and then some dudes called him gay, he answered back, the things got heated, they were about to punch him….."

"Oh god, no! Don't tell me that small fat idiot used you as a shield? I told you I never liked your hetero roommate!" Jimin said angry.

"He is the same height as you, and I'm pretty sure your ass is bigger than his body! Also you never liked him because he rejected you like four times you idiot! But, no, that wasn't the case, I shield him, I jumped and tried to defend us, but they ended up punching me in the face and guts!" Hoseok said depressed. "My tummy is pretty much the same as my face, it's bruised!"

"Hyungie, I didn't know!" Jimin felt truly sorry for his friend, he ran and hugged him tightly. "Sorry Hyungie, you didn't deserve that!" Jimin felt sorry, he had experienced a similar experience, he felt deeply sorry for Hoseok, he had been careful, his small hands placed gently around his  Hoseok Hyung's middle in fear of touching his bruised abdomen. "You are so pretty, my cute little flower Hyung, you didn't deserve this, you are fine Hyungie, I'll kill whoever dares punch you again!!"

Hoseok hugged the younger guy, he kissed the soft blonde crown of his head. "I'm fine  Chim, don't worry, I survived!" Hoseok said. "I love you my blonde little prince, you can be annoying and stuff, but you still are cute as hell!"

Jimin broke the hug. "One more kiss, and I'll think you are flirting with me. It's a joke, but also if you want, it could also not be a joke ...."

"It's just a joke, you are my annoying and bratty sister, how could I be flirting with you!" Hoseok joked back. "Plus I'm poor, and you love to be showered with money, gold and luxury as the fancy bitch you are!"

"Yeah, I'm allergic to poor penniless men. I need gold, attention and luxury!." Jimin said after thinking thoughtfully. "Anyhow, this isn't so bad, even if your bruises never go away, you can always combine them with your glittery, colorful purple makeup!"