WANTED--jjkxmyg

12: hope

TW: mention of torture

Yoongi's phone rang as he walked up the stairs to his new apartment. Jimin was following him with the other boxes. He sighed and shouldered his door open. 

He dropped the box and opened his phone. It was Jungkook. 

"What's up, Kook?" Yoongi looked back at Jimin, who was happily looking around Yoongi's new apartment. 

"You haven't been answering me, can I see you sometime?" Jungkook sounded worried. "Did I do something wrong? I swear I'll make up for it, whatever you need." 

"Sure, let's do something. I'm moving right now. I need some time, but how about Saturday? I'll pick you up." Yoongi says, looking through his boxes. He really didn't have a lot. 

"Oh? Okay, where are we going?" 

"You'll see. Bye, Kook. I'll be at your place at six." Yoongi hung up and turned back to Jimin. "Should we go shopping?" 

"Yes" Jimin laughed, looking at the sad two boxes Yoongi had scavenged. 

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When Yoongi got back, he had many more boxes of stuff, and told Jimin to go home. He started to set up his new home, building a bed frame and throwing a mattress on it. He had bought some kitchen utensils, toiletries and some more clothes. That's all he needed for now. 

"Wow, this place looks nice." 

Yoongi spins, seeing Hope in his door, smiling. 

"How long have you been here?" 

"Long enough for you to not notice. I kind of wanted to spend the night, you know?" Hope walked towards him, he was wearing all black and had a bag with him. Yoongi considered it, it would serve as a second form of protection. 

"We'll see how that goes." He says cooly, throwing the sheets on the bed. "You got anything for me?" 

"Yeah." Hop sits on the floor, opening his bag. "Here's a list of jobs, lowkey, and kind of like your last one so it's an easy transition. And I made sure Namjoon doesn't know where you live." 

"How'd you do that?" Yoongi raises a brow as he fixes the comforter on the bed. 

"I distracted him." Hoseok winks and stretches out his legs. "Anyways, he does know where your friends live. so, that may be a problem, but I have someone guarding their apartment. So, they should be good. What's RM done to you?" 

"He tortured my friend and burned him." Yoongi shows his arm, the three scars along his wrist from Namjoon. "Just like that. All to get to me." 

"To get to you? Oh my god." Hope touched the curve of his wrist. Yoongi flinched away. "I didn't think that him finding out I was watching you would make him so mad." 

Yoongi shook his head. "We had a lot of conflicts---"

"Over what?" 

"Over you." Yoongi didn't meet his eyes as he fixed the pillows and sat on his bed, his phone was buzzing. "I shot him because he was threatening you, and then he told me to leave, or he'd kill you, so I left." 

"Over me?" Hoseok sat down softly on the bed; his eyes wide. 

"I just left. That life wasn't for me." Yoongi shook his head and looked back at the boxes. 

"What life do you want?" 

"A quiet one." He whispers, looking at the ground.