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17. Park Hoseok

Youngjae groaned and sat up from the cold, hard concrete. "Where am I?" Youngjae questioned himself and blinked multiple times to regain his vision. "Oh." Youngjae remembered everything that happened yesterday. He didn't want to remember. Youngjae felt his arm slip out from beneath him, he fell back onto the concrete, making him whimper.

Youngjae cried himself back to sleep, wishing he could wake up from this nightmare.

*****

Jaebum paced nervously in Youngjae's lifeless house. He had called Youngjae at least twenty times and sent him multiple texts. He even went over to Jinyoung's house to see if he perhaps spent the night there, but there was no sign of him. Jaebum pulled on his hair in frustration before darting out of the door.

He didn't know where he was going, all he knew was that he needed to find his Youngjae. He needed to apologize over and over for not helping him. Jaebum hated himself for acting the way he did. He hated himself in general.

Jaebum strolled through the streets, going in almost every store and place he passed. He was losing his mind. Jaebum passed by an alley and continued to walk, then paused. His eyes narrowed as he backed up and went back to the alley.

It was Youngjae. Jaebum's eyes widened as large as they could go. His baby was on the concrete, wounds everywhere on his body, his hair disheveled and clothes torn up. Jaebum sank to his knees in a state of shock and crawled over to Youngjae. "Y-Youngjae? B-Baby, wake up," Jaebum was trembling. He immediately checked for Youngjae's pulse and let out a long sigh in relief that Youngjae was alive.

Youngjae stirred around and slowly opened his eyes, his body hurting from the concrete. "B-Bummie?" Youngjae croaked. Jaebum was loss for words, he couldn't bring himself to move. He had no idea what happened to Youngjae and he desperately wanted to know so he could go kill the shit out of whoever hurt him.

Youngjae's eyes widened as he lunged himself into Jaebum's arms, crying. "J-Jaebum! I-I'm so glad y-you're here," Youngjae cried and sobbed into Jaebum's chest. Jaebum was shocked and confused as he wrapped his arms tightly around the younger, not wanting to let him go. "Youngjae.. I am so, so, so sorry. Why aren't you screaming at me? Why aren't you mad at me? Why aren't you pushing me away?!" Jaebum shouted and hugged Youngjae even tighter so he couldn't see that he was crying.

Youngjae managed to smile between his sobs. "Jaebum, I could never get mad at you. I forgive you and I know you had a reason for what you've done. You even came looking for me. I-I love you, Jaebummie," Youngjae snuggled deeper into Jaebum, ignoring the pain he was in from his wounds.

"My god, Youngjae. I don't deserve you," Jaebum let the salty tears run down his cheeks. He pulled back from the hug and stared at Youngjae in the eyes. Youngjae was taken aback when he saw Jaebum crying. "Who did this to you?" Jaebum demanded an answer. Youngjae stayed silent and lowered his head.

"Who did this to you, Youngjae?!" Jaebum shouted. Youngjae's eyes began to water again. "There's three of them.. e-ever since high school, Jaebum. They won't leave me alone! No matter how much I apologize to him.. I can't take it!" Youngjae cried out and scratched his face in frustration. Jaebum grabbed Youngjae's hands quickly to stop Youngjae from scratching himself up.

"Shh, calm down baby. Just tell me their names and daddy will go take care of them," Jaebum soothed Youngjae with his words. "P-Park Hoseok.. I-I've seen him in the same neighborhood as me.. p-please.. don't hurt him.. he doesn't deserve it.. I-I'm sure he'll realize what he's done. And.. and he has his reasons... he hates me and I don't blame him." Youngjae was referring to the leader of the three guys.

Jaebum was stunned on how kind Youngjae was. After everything Hoseok has put him through, Youngjae still wanted the best for Hoseok, for everyone. Jaebum swallowed the lump in his throat and clenched his fist. "Alright, Youngjae. Now let's get you home."

Jaebum carried Youngjae all the way to his house, Youngjae worrying that he was too heavy for Jaebum. Finally, they made it to his house. Youngjae got patched up and treated before changing into a new set of clothes, and then carried by Jaebum again down to the living area.

"JaeJae, aren't you starving? Do you want me to go get you some food?" Jaebum asked as he placed Youngjae down gently on the couch.

Youngjae was about to answer with a happy 'yes' but remembered that he couldn't eat. He was too fat and Jaebum wouldn't love him if he's fat. "N-No, Jaebummie. I'm not so hungry, I'll eat later," Youngjae said and smiled, laying down on his back to relax and clear his mind.

Jaebum felt a little suspicious towards Youngjae's response. Usually, the Youngjae he knew would accept an offer for food immediately without hesitation, even if he was full. But, Jaebum knew Youngjae probably just needed some time to himself after everything that had just happen.

"Call me if you need anything, Youngjae. And I mean anything," Jaebum said and walked over to Youngjae, pressing his lips against his which surprised Youngjae. Jaebum put his hand on the back of Youngjae's neck, kissing him harder. Jaebum pulled apart, leaving a flustered and panting Youngjae.

Jaebum smiled sweetly at Youngjae. "I love you, Youngjae. So, so much." Jaebum began to make his way out of Youngjae's house, grinning when he heard Youngjae reply with a shy 'I love you too.'

Jaebum closed the front door, a murderous look immediately taking over his face.

"Time to kill a bitch."

A/n: time to cri a lil bit, die a lil bit