RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 92: PROMISE

And who was Hoseok to say no?
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...ready?...

"Wait! Wait! Please!"

Yoongi stopped on his track, turning to face the younger alpha.

"C- can I speak to him? Please... I- I mean Hoseok. I swear I wouldn't have-..."

"You wouldn't have?" Yoongi interrupted, his brow raised. "So you still would have treated him like shit if he wasn't at all related to you?"

Jay's shoulders dropped, the rope bounded around him restraining his movement.

"I see you haven't changed, you're still the monster I know you to be. And I don't think Hoseok will ever want to see you or even regard you as his brother, you've lost that right a long time ago.

Jay's head fell forward, the strength in his neck seemingly gone, as if the last bit of hope had bled out of him. "You don't understand..." he whispered, his voice hoarse. "You don't know what it's like."

"Oh, but I do," Yoongi responded, stepping closer until he loomed over Jay once again. "I know exactly what it's like to feel powerless. To be made to feel small. But I fought to change that." His gaze flickered to the door where Namjoon stood silently, watching the exchange with guarded eyes. "And you? You took that same feeling and used it to break others."

Jay swallowed, struggling to find words. "It's not that simple—"

"It never is," Yoongi cut him off, voice sharp. "But you made your choices. You made him feel worthless, and now you want to justify it?" Yoongi's lip curled into a sneer, disgust radiating off him in waves. "You don't deserve his forgiveness."

Jay's shoulders sagged, the fight seemingly draining out of him. "You... you're not going to kill me, are you?"

Yoongi was silent for a moment, and then a small, almost amused smile ghosted across his lips. "Hoseok wants me to, but no," he said softly. "Death is easy. You're going to live with what you've done. And that's going to be far worse than anything I could do to you."
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"Ready?"

"Am I?"

"You're being a nerve wack I see. Don't worry all that will vanish soon." Yoongi chuckled, picking the omega's portable luggage and placing it in the trunk of the car

"What about yoonji? Won't she come with us."

"No. This is just a me and you time." Yoongi answered, opening the door for the omega to slide in before making his way to the driver's seat.

Hoseok settled into the passenger seat, his heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. It felt surreal—after everything, they were finally taking a moment for themselves, away from the chaos and pain that had defined their lives for so long. A moment of peace with Yoongi was something he never thought he'd have, and now that it was here, it felt almost like a dream.

Yoongi started the car, the soft hum of the engine filling the quiet night as they pulled out of the driveway. He glanced at Hoseok, noticing the way his fingers fiddled with the hem of his shirt, a telltale sign of his anxiety. Reaching over, Yoongi placed a reassuring hand over Hoseok's, stilling his movements.

"You're overthinking again," Yoongi murmured, his eyes crinkling at the corners with a gentle smile. "I told you, this is just us. No expectations, no pressure."

Hoseok let out a frustrated huff, looking out the window to hide his reddening cheeks. "I know, I can't help it." He admitted softly. "The last time we flew out... It turned out ugly. How are we sure there's not more people out there trying to-...