Internet Friends//Min Yoongi

24: Hope.

A few weeks of lying alone at home and attempting to get over your grief and bad decisions through listening to and making music, you heard a knock on your door.

You certainly weren't expecting anyone, so who you opened the door to was quite a surprise.

"Hi."

"Hoseok?!" You yelled, tears immediately flooding your eyes and making your vision blurry.

"Baby don't cry. Please?" Hobi replied, leaving his suitcase outside and stepping in your house to wrap you in one of his signature hugs.

"Why... Why're you here?" You choked between sobs.

"Because I can?" Hoseok laughed a little and then kissed the top of your head.

"No, I just wanted to get away from the house for a bit, it's so hectic. Plus I wanted to see my favourite person."

"What do you mean by hectic?" You asked, grabbing the males suitcase and bringing it inside after closing the door.

"Well... Wait, do you have tea?" Hobi asked, smiling sweetly as you nodded and shuffled into the kitchen to boil some water.

"As I was saying, it's incredibly crazy at the house. Jin hasn't been doing very well at all in regards to Namjoon, but has been improving somewhat. Tae and Jungkook have been distant from each other, Yoongi has hardly been home-"

You scoffed and looked down while smiling to yourself.

"Why the scoff, beautiful?" Hobi lifted up your chin and smiled back at you.

"Just... That's kind of what I expect from Yoongi, but do go on." You replied, getting up to fetch the tea for Hobi.

"Jimin's been locked in his room most of the time. He only comes out for food or to use the bathroom. That's it. He's looked incredibly tired and unhealthy and we've tried getting him out multiple times but he refuses. We think it's got something to do with Yoongi."

"Hm, interesting. Is that... Is that all?" You questioned, awkwardly looking down at the ground.

"Yeah, I suppose it is. How's everything been for my precious y/n?" Hope replied, ruffling your hair.

"Shitty." You responded, thinking of the lonely past few weeks you've had.

Without saying a word, Hoseok pulled you into a tight hug. He kept you in his arms for a long time, occasionally kissing the top of your head lightly.

Finally breaking the silence, he spoke.

"Why?" Was all he said.

"Because I feel like everyone back in Seoul hates me. They probably do I mean, look at all the crappy things that happened with me around. Everything's my fault and I feel terrible enough as it is but now everyone's mad at and ignoring me." You spilled, attempting to keep in your tears.

"Y/n, you know that's not true. We don't hate you, none of us could even if we tried. You're such a great person to have around and none of this is your fault, please don't make yourself think it is." Hobi replied with a voice full of emotion.

You could tell he was also on the brink of tears.

"Wait... What's wrong with you and Yoongi?" The male asked, looking down at you with a sorrowful look.

"He broke it off, so I came back home." You sniffled.

"And he wanted to apologize to you for that through my messages? What a dick!" Hobi sneered.

"Hey, Hoseok, it's ok. I just guess he needs some time? I honestly don't know." Your voice wavered with emotion.

Hobi pulled you even closer into his arms and then kissed you softly on the lips.

"I love you. We all love you. Don't forget that."

"But what about Yoongi?" You questioned, sniffling softly.

"Yoongi didn't realize what he had until he let it go." Hoseok smiled and played with your hair a bit before standing up.

"Why don't we watch a drama? Get our minds off it. Oh, yeah, Namjoon. He's not dead, just in a coma." Hobi said, then flopping onto the couch while grabbing the remote.

You heaved a sigh of relief, hearing that Namjoon wasn't dead. Still, a coma could be dangerous. You internally prayed that he would be ok.

"Any suggestions?" Hope asked as he grabbed your arm softly and pulled you down onto the couch next to him.

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yus namjoon is ok~