[Discontinued] @HobiSunshine Has Liked Your Image (BTS Yoonseok)

Chapter 9.~ Flames

//Warning my babies.  This chapter includes some violence, drug and alcohol references.  If you get triggered by these please skip this chapter//

Yoongi's P.O.V

"Spill." 

Hoseok's previous words echoed in my head.  I did say I'd tell him, but I'm afraid.  What if he changes his mind about a second date?  Oh who am I kidding?  He probably already did change his mind.  Nevermind that!  He probably doesn't want anything to do with me.  Stupid.  Stupid! Stupid!  Stupid! Why did I do that?!  God, it's too late now.  Let's just get this over with. 

"Alright so it happened when I was eight.  There was a fire.  I woke up coughing on smoke.  My mom picked me up.  She was sobbing and screaming.  She ran to the front door with me in her arms but a beam had collapsed right in from of it and the fire was spreading behind us.  We could see outside.  There was a man in all black just standing there.  Watching.  Smiling.  He still haunts me.  Freedom was so close. . .but so hard to get to.  My father ran to us, screaming our names.  He saw it was blocked off, so he lifted the beam, practically burning alive in front of us.  My mom ran out.  I saw my father fall to the ground and die. . .Within seconds.  My mom put me down and told me to run and hide.  So I did.  I ran into the bushes and hid.  My mom tried to run herself but the stranger. . .He caught her.  He pushed her to the ground and took out a knife.  He-," I started sobbing," The police or firefighters didn't arrive in time.  I had watched both of my parents die.  And then I was put into foster care.  I was placed with an abusive family that despised me.  At the age of 16 I started doing drugs and drinking to escape.  I finally went to rehab for the drugs when I was 19 and I got clean.  But I still have a slight drinking problem.  God I hate myself and my past so much.  It all just hurts like hell." 

Memories rushed into my head.  The tears were flowing nonstop.  My head pounded and my heart ached.  I felt a hand on my shoulder.  I sniffled and looked up.  Hoseok was smiling sadly at me and he wiped my tears.  "Yoongi I'm so sorry.  But you're okay now.  I'm here now.  I promise you, I won't let anyone else hurt you."  I hugged him quickly.  I cried into his shoulder.  It was an instinct.

Once I finally calmed down, I pulled away, "Sorry."  Hoseok rubbed soothing circles on my back, "Looking back hurts so much.  What hurts most is that he was never caught.  It's so unfair.  Now I just have nightmares of him and my abusive adoptive parents."  Leftover pain dripped from my eyes. 

I had never expressed so much weakness in front of someone.  I had always acted cold and cut off so I never had to worry aboug getting hurt.  But something about Hoseok told me, I didn't need to worry about that anymore. 

"If you want, I'll sleep with you until they go away," Hoseok offered.  I blushed and shook my head, "N-No that won't be necessary."  Hoseok shrugged, "Okay but call me whenever okay?  I want to help you and I stand by what I said.  I want things to be better for you Yoongi." 

I sniffled and looked down, "Yeah well so do I."  I looked up at Hoseok, "Thank you. . . I mean it.  No one but Jimin has ever cared this much about me and Jimin hasn't been around much.  He's too busy with this Jungkook kid to pay attention to me."

Hoseok smiled, "Well have no fear, your sunshine is here!"  I chuckled and kissed his cheek, "You're adorable."  Hoseok covered his cheeks as they grew red. 

I absolutely adore him.  I mean, how can I not?  He's so sweet, loving, and affectionate.  He's gorgeous and adorable in absolutely every way.  I stared at him in adoration. 

He suddenly looked into my eyes and I giggled.  "What," he questioned me.  "Nothing. . .Just wondering what I did to get a date like you,"  I smiled.  Woah where the hell did that confidence come from?

Hoseok playfully hit my shoulder, "Well you almost lost me a few minutes ago."  My eyes lit up, "almost".

"Almost?"  He shrugged and looked away, "Well yeah.  I understand.  Besides you apologized."  I shook my head, "You give me too many second chances Jung Hoseok."

"Well they're not second chances if it's not the second chance your receiving.  You mean 'chances' period," Hoseok corrected.  I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed him, "C'mon, let's get dessert.  Dinner was a little overcooked don't you think?"

Hoseok laughed and my heart fluttered.  Keep laughing like that and I might just have to marry you, Jung Hoseok.  WAIT WHAT?!  What is wrong with me.  It must be first date nerves or something.

  Goddamn it I'm head over heels for HobiSunshine, the annoyingly positive ray of joy with a ridiculous amount of rejection memes.