Blind || Yoonseok

ONE

"Before I fell
in love with words,
with setting skies
and singing birds—
it was you I fell
in love with first.

your smile"

. . . . .

"Hoseok," Yoongi spoke out gingerly, lightly tapping on the other side of the door. "The boys just sent me a message asking if we were free to hang out later." 

He hears shuffling and a thud behind, "Ouch! Shit!" 

"Language." Yoongi hears a snicker before the door swung open, "Oh please, as if you don't swear at least a hundred times a day." 

"Shut up." He laughs, heading towards their kitchen. He nods towards the food that was set on the table, "Eat up. We still have 4 hours left until we meet up with the others." 

"Wait, I haven't agreed to come with you!" 

"Haven't? Then that means you're thinking about it right." 

"That's definitely not what I meant--"

"Well, it wasn't really a question. What I say, goes. And that MEANS you're going." Yoongi deadpans, indicating that the conversation is over and done with. 

"What the hell." Hoseok whines, angrily shoving a spoonful of his breakfast, furrowing his eyebrows whilst doing his infamous pout which Yoongi found adorable as fuck. 

"I said, language." He scoffed. 

"But I'm not feeling well." 

"..Not feeling well or you just don't feel like it?" 

"I mean, that too." 

Yoongi puts his cutlery down and glares at Hoseok, "Why don't you want to meet up with your-- our friends? God's sake Hoseok, they just want to see you again since it's been a while, they just want to catch up with our lives, and I want to with theirs. They want to see how you're holding up." He said in one go in a stern voice. 

Hoseok remained silent for a few seconds, he looks down on his hands-- averting Yoongi's glare. Which the other felt irked with this childish behaviour, "HOSEOK!" 

"GOD! WHY CAN'T I JUST NOT WANT TO SEE THEM?! DO I REALLY NEED A DAMN REASON!?" 

"IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE THEM, OF COURSE THERE'S A REASON! YOU'RE JUST ACTING LIKE A CHILD BY NOT SAYING IT WITH WORDS! SHIT, HOSEOK I CAN'T TELL WHAT YOU'RE THINKING. I'M NOT A FUCKING MIND READER SO JUST SAY IT--"

"I JUST DON'T WANT TO!"

"AND I'M ASKING WHY!?"

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT THEM TO WORRY ABOUT ME, OKAY? BECAUSE IT'S USELESS" Hoseok says, breathing heavily. As the heated conversation finally seemed to have been cleared up and calmed. "I-It's....useless..really."

"Useless how? Hoseok, of course they'll worry about you. They love and care about you. They just want you to be okay. And they definitely don't see you as burden, if you were thinking that by the way." Yoongi declares, sliding back down to his seat, taking the younger's hand into his. He squeezes it as he catches a glimpse of a tear rolling down his cheek. "WE love you. We're here for you, always and forever. So make use of us. Tell us your worries, we'll fret about it and solve it together. So trust us. Okay?"  

Hoseok was silent, "You're right, I-I was blinded by this darkness.." He says, and then bursts into a laughing fit "GET IT? BLINDED?" 

"That's not funny, you idiot." Yoongi grunts, letting go of his hand and smacks it against the table. Hoseok yelps at the sudden and harsh action. He nurses his throbbing hand, while Yoongi places his dishes in the sink. "YOU wash the dishes. I cooked." 

"Boooo you're no fun!" 

"Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna go shower." 

"May I join you?" Hoseok winks as the elder who was about to enter his room; to get a change of clean clothes. "If you do, I'll fucking decapitate your junior." He warns, letting Hoseok follow his gaze to his lower half. "Aiya." he yapped, shielding his crotch. 

"THOT so." He scoffed, shutting the door close before the latter could get a any say in the conversation. "A-HA-HA NOW THAT'S NOT FUNNY." 

- 12pm. -

"You got everything?" 

"Yessss." 

"Phone? Wallet? Med--"

"Yes, oh my god. You sound like a nagging wife." Hoseok moaned, putting his seatbelt on. "So, can we please just go now?" 

Yoongi mocks Hoseok as he starts the car, "Fine, bitch." 

"Wow, real mature." 

--

While Yoongi was paying for parking, Hoseok went ahead into this family restaurant. He scans the whole room, after a few seconds he spots 5 familiar faces that was sat around the table-- three of them seem to be playfully arguing, the other 2 were laughing way too much for their own good, which seems to be adding fuel to the 'heated' argument. "What the fuck are they doing." Yoongi asks, looking and sounding embarrassed and disappointed-- stopping to stand besides Hoseok. 

They just burst out into a small laugh and finally called out to the others. 'I'm home.' Hoseok thought, smiling to himself. His eyes filled with so much love as he watched the group of boys. 

An hour and a half had passed, they've barely told their stories-- updating about each other's lives. They've ordered their third round of food, yet they were still hungry. In the midst of their conversations, Hoseok perks up, "Hold on, I need to go to the toilet!" 

"Okay." They all replied in sync. 

--

Hoseok's hands were shaking, he felt weak, dizzy and clearly out of it. He desperately takes out aspirin from his jean pockets. But... before he was even able to take one, he didn't have enough strength to stand up any longer and was slowly losing consciousness. "Sh..it.." he whispered, feeling his head violently throbbing. He falls onto his knees, and then... pitch black was all he saw. 

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A/N: So...uh.. hi? Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! Honestly, I just want to say thank you again for all the support and love I've received with this book. I will try to update as soon as I can! 

-Zee