"Hey. Yoongi. I found her Facebook." Hoseok snorted. "Who uses Facebook?" He muttered, instantly regretting it. "Sorry."
"Anyway, she has her address on here. Worth a shot, you think?"
Yoongi nodded, turing towards the door. "I am going to kill that sick bastard." He muttered under his breath, grabbing his jacket from off the table.
"Wait, Yoongi, slow down!" Hoseok followed him outside, grabbing the other's sleeve and stopping him. "I haven't even told you the address, where are you going? Also, if you're planning to walk, forget it. It's pouring rain outside and you're no use to anyone while you're angry like this and sick after an hour of walking in that." He gestured out the window of the hallway, searching his friends' face.
Hoseok knew that they had to hurry. There was no telling how long this had been going on, it might have been well over the two days that Yoongi had waited to tell him, although he didn't blame the currently mint-haired individual. He would've waited for a while, too.
Now, the thing was, Yoongi wanted speed. Yes, fine. But if they dealt with this the wrong way, Ji could just end up getting more hurt on their account. So that isn't what they'd do.
No, there were ways to deal with this.
Charge in headfirst.
Sneak around him.
Take it to higher ups - abuse was illegal, you know.
Catch him in the act. Stop him.
Just go in and take her. She'd just dissapear on him.
Or, work in a way that would... combine them all, maybe?
Except maybe the 'charging in headfirst'. That wouldn't work.
Yoongi glared at the orange-haired, self-proclaimed Hope, angry and wanting to hit something, anything.
"Fine. What do you propose we do, then?" He practically spat, impatient. There wasn't any time to waste.
"Let's go back inside and talk about this, shall we?" Hoseok prodded, putting an arm on Yoongi's back and guiding him back into the apartment. "I have an idea, but it does require a flat surface. And, some paper...."
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