strange love | yoonseok

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Taehyung.

He was standing right in front of me, a few meters away, with two other guys who seemed to be right around the same age. When we made eye contact, I could practically feel the fear emitting off of him. I enjoyed that feeling a little too much.

"H-Hoseok hyung, who's this?" He asked, as I smirked. This is so entertaining.

"This is my friend Y-"

"I'm Suga! Nice to meet you!" I grinned happily and shook the man's hand, "What's your name?"

Hoseok seemed confused, but thankfully shrugged and ignored it.

"Bu-" He was cut off when my smile fell. He knew what exactly was on my mind. If he blew my cover, I was going to kill him. I do not care whatsoever if him and Hoseok are close. Plus, if Hoseok is upset about it, I'll just be there to comfort him and then be seen as the good guy. Then he might like me.

"My names Taehyung," He said quietly, and looked to the ground. I regained my smile and went to greet the others.

"And your names are?" I asked.

"I'm Jungkook and that's Jimin!" Jungkook grinned and pointed at the boy next to him with his thumb. He had dark brown, almost black hair in a style that complimented his masculine facial structure. He had soft brown eyes that seemed genuine and kind.

Jimin, the man next to him, was noticeably shorter. He had a thicker face, but not too thick. He had dyed blonde hair that was parted in the middle and rested naturally on each side of his face. He had plump red lips and friendly blue eyes that turned into crescents when he smiled. I honestly doubt they were naturally blue. They're probably contacts.

"Nice to meet you, Suga! Is that a nickname?" Jungkook exclaimed. He was a little too cheery in my opinion but I'll just deal with it. I had a feeling I'd be over here a lot.

"Yeah, maybe I'll tell you my name when we get closer. I just don't like telling people my name who I'm not comfortable with." I chuckled.

I sat down on the sofa. The whole room was quiet and you could feel the tension in the air.

"Who wants to order pizza?" Hoseok asked, breaking the silence. Thank lord for Hoseok.

-

After a night of playing Mario Kart, dancing to songs I didn't know the names of, and lots of laughing, I felt like a new man. The three other boys were fast asleep in their beds while Hoseok and I were on his sofa wrapped up pretty closely in a feaux fur blanket watching some new reality show on MTV. The room was dimly lit by fairy lights hung sparingly around the room. It was calming.

Hoseok paused the show, and I looked over at him. His tired eyes flickered around, looking at every crease and crevasse in my face. Usually I hate when people look at me for too long. For one thing, I don't need to be identified easily considering reasons you already know. And anyways, I'm not the most attractive guy. I didn't mind when he did it, though.

"Yoongi hyung."

"Yes?"

"You know, I like you a lot."

"What do you mean?" I was completely take aback. Is he saying..what I think he's saying?

My eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips as he did the same. Before I even realized what was happening, his soft, pretty lips were pressed against my slightly chapped ones. I don't know if I'm being cheesy, but I feel like everything in my life has lead up to this moment. Where I feel truly happy.

The rush was stronger than it had ever been.

My happiness was interrupted when there was a sudden cry and the sound of feet running to the living room. Jungkook appeared in the room letting loud sobs out as, Taehyung followed behind looking extremely concerned. Hoseok hopped up from the couch and rushed to Jungkook who was now sitting in a chair to the right of us.

"Jungkookie what's wrong?" Hoseok questioned him as he rubbed the young boy's back.

"M-My grandpa. I just got a call. He's dead," Jungkook said through sobs.

"What was his name, Jungkook?" I asked praying to whatever the hell was up there, that it wasnt who I thought it was.

"Jeon Daeyeon. Why do you ask?" He said through tears and sniffles.

My heart dropped into my stomach. Has my sick addiction affected someone Hoseok cared about? I was just thinking about how I would kill Taehyung, someone close to Hoseok, just earlier but now that I'm in a situation extremely similar to that one, I really don't like it.

"No reason. I'm sorry for your loss, Jungkook. I feel like it's inappropriate for me to be here at the moment, I'll leave," I bowed and began making my way to the door.

"Here, I'll walk you out," Hoseok followed behind me as I started towards the door way. He walked me out the door and we stood in the dark hallway, lined with royal purple wallpaper. "I'm glad you came," Hoseok said and kissed my forehead.

"I'm glad I came too."