Hobi knew some things were hard to explain. Not hard to explain in a way that he understood it and others didn't but more in a way that things blurred together making it hard for him to understand but someone around him would probably understand more being able to answer the simple questions of why, how, when and who. He himself had experienced plenty of moments where he couldn't place what he was feeling, thinking or what he even knew. He rarely had those moments even if he had some of them but he was sure none of them was like the one he was experiencing.
One moment Hobi was waking up from a short nap clutching onto Mang even during his half awakeness trying to figure out where he was once again and what happened and then the next moment he heard a commotion and the door opening to see a large man with frantic eyes which made him almost cower in fear but he was simply frozen as the older man froze when their eyes met and he gasped stumbling backwards.
Whatever happened next was a mystery to the young boy but thankfully Taehyung, Jimin and a Jungkook carried by Seokjin accompanied him as he buried his head in Jimin's shoulder fearing everything that was happening.
He heard sirens going off and it was like every single calm moment he had before was ripped away from the present throwing him in a messy and loud situation that made him terrified. He didn't let the adults near him and the man that looked at him so strangely wasn't allowed near him when he cowered away.
A woman had joined them later who looked around the same age as the older man. Seokjin, Namjoon and the boy he identified as Yoongi spoke to them in the hallway still in sight with the open door and he saw the woman struggle to not fall when a gasped escaped her throat and her eyes shot towards him.
Everything after that was a blurry mess when the sirens came and adults with blue clothes came. He tried to stay with his safety and comfort who were his friends but none of them could help when a lady who said her name was Haecha tried to speak to him too with a soft tone and gentle movements. She had asked almost the same questions Seokjin had asked him so when he answered her he hoped it was the right thing while he clutched onto Taehyung's arm.
One moment he was there with the boys in the room he grew more familiar with and the next moment he was pulled away from the place but he still gripped onto the next person he found comfort in who was closer and that was Namjoon who fought his way to stay close to him. He didn't know the older boy well but he felt like he could trust him and he let Namjoon hold his hand as other people came as well and helped him out of the house to put him in something that was moving and terrifyingly small.
He felt so overwhelmed that he couldn't stop the tears from falling as he clutched onto Namjoon who was allowed to come with him as the others said they would come as well in a seperate car which was apperently something similar to what he was in.
The ride there felt long and even with no longer hearing any sirens or a bunch of voices he still felt like he was lost under water from all the new experiences thrown onto him with much more people than he had ever seen in his life. The worst part of it too was how they all were grown older people from the outside and felt like they were looming over him even when they kept their distance and their movements slow and gentle.
Why was everyone rushing him? Why was he leaving the place he felt safest in for the first time in a long time? Are they...are they taking him away from his friends?
The terrifying questions twisted in his mind and he couldn't stop himself from hoping that they rather do what his father's stories told him they would do at the sight of him. He didn't want to be alone and dragged away with them, not when he found his own comfort in the form of the friends he made and would make.
No no he couldn't let his father be right
His thoughts broke the moment he felt himself move again and it was in that moment he realised the moving of the thing they were riding in had stopped and there was people who were taking him out and seperating him from Namjoon which made a panicked sob escape him but no matter how hard Namjoon tried to hold on he still needed to leave him.
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FanfictionThe 12 year old knew his life wasn't normal. He knew but there was nothing he could do to change it since he feared everything would be just like his father said. But maybe there was more to life than the tiny room he lived in. Or: A boy who lived h...
