The Vow

37

As the days passed, Hoseok didn't even go to Jeon office. He stayed at Jimin's home. He was losing big contracts and offers with news spreading like wild fire that Hoseok is not mentally fine. He sat in his room not knowing what to do.

Jimin put a file in Jungkook's table. "How's he?"

"What do you think?", Jimin retorted as he continued, "He is a mess. Everyone is gossiping about him. Thanks to the Jeon family, he is now a certified lunatic. He is losing valuable contracts".

"He doesn't answer my calls or reply to my messages", Jungkook said sadly.

"I don't blame him. Lying to him, making him believe he is crazy, what did you expect?", Jimin asked Jungkook.

"So, you are saying Gguk hyung wants Hoseok? He touched him inappropriately. Of all the people, you...", Jungkook asked.

"Honestly Kook. I don't know what I am supposed to think. But what I do know is Hoseok doesn't lie. He is my best friend just like you. He is impulsive, stubborn, can be frustrating at times, but...he sure isn't crazy.", Jimin said confidently as he walked out of the cabin.

Hoseok was in his bed. He missed Jungkook, his smile, his warmth, his touch, his kisses...everything. He looked to the side of the bed where he had the photo frame of them. Right now, it was the only thing that was keeping him alive, keeping him sane. Whenever he saw that photo it felt like Kook was right beside him. The photo reminded him of the times they spent together. It was like a piece of his heart was missing. Jungkook made him feel blessed, loved, hope that he would always be there.

He was used to Jungkook He missed the big man's body frame, the way he hugged Hoseok like a Koala every time. Kook was a hugger and he cannot count the times how much he loved to hug Hoseok. Now the empty bed was eating him alive. He closed his eyes hoping he would get some sleep. After a few minutes, he felt a pressure in his bed. He found a familiar smell. He turned to see who it was. he opened his eyes. It felt like Kook. He moved unconsciously to kiss him. But he found the man smirking as he placed himself on top of Hoseok. it wasn't Kook....it was..someone else...

"No....let me go...let me go...", Hoseok's screamed as the man ripped Hoseok's pants off from his legs.

"No...." He yelled as he jolted from his sleep. It was a dream. He began shivering. Jimin bolted in. He saw Hoseok shivering bad. He hugged the poor man. "Hobi...ssshh...what happened? Calm down Hobi, what happened?" Hoseok began crying. "He came, he forced himself on me...he...", Hoseok was sobbing badly. He swore to himself that he wasn't dreaming. "Gguk...he was there. He ripped my pants", Hoseok began wailing but Jimin noticed and saw Hoseok's pants were on and everything in the room was intact. "Hobi, Hobi.....listen to me, you had a nightmare. Sssh...relax, just sleep. I am here.".

This was getting out of hand. Jimin knew he had to do something. But what? The answer was murky. Hoseok, on the other hand, looked at Jimin his pain slowly turning into a smile. He was happy at least one person would believe him even though no one in his world didn't.

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"Ms. Y/N Kim found dead in her apartment. The reason behind her death is yet to be found. Her face was completely smashed. Police have taken her body for autopsy. Ms. Y/N Kim was an intern in Jeon agency."

The news flashed on the TV screen.

The imposing figure of the 6-foot strong man commanded attention as he moved with purpose, his every step exuding a powerful aura that resonated with authority. Despite the seemingly contradictory appearance of having a baby face, it was clear that his influence went far beyond his youthful features. The juxtaposition between his innocent countenance and the palpable sense of control he radiated created an intriguing and enigmatic presence.