THE DEVIL WEARS GUCCI {hiatus}

twenty-nine

Jimin went home the next day only after sleeping over at Taehyung's place. He came home after work and almost immediately fell down on the couch.

"Tiring day? Or an exhausting morning?" Namjoon called to Jimin with a smirk, receiving a soft slap on his arm from Seokjin.

"Don't talk about that, I don't want to know." Seokjin said walked to the couch and gave Jimin a damping mug of hot chocolate.

"I just stayed the night, there aren't even any dirty details for you to know, hyung," Jimin winked. He took a sip of the beverage before smiling at Hoseok who just strolled in. "Afternoon, Hobi. How are you feeling? I didn't see you at work today."

"Like shit," the raven answered. "Yoongi still refuses to answer my calls, I was afraid he might start a scene in front of everyone."

Namjoon grumbled after having a look at his phone. "I've been receiving texts from him today, he isn't replying anymore though," he mumbled.

Hoseok sighed, running a hand through his already messy hair. "Did he talk to you?" he asked Jimin.

Jimin nodded. "Only briefly. He told me he saw you kissing another man. I don't believe it, though."

"T-That I what?" Hoseok bit his cheek hard, teeth sinking into the flesh

"I know," Jimin sighed, "it's total bullshit. You wouldn't do that, I think it was just someone that looked like you."

A single moment later, the doorbell rang.

Jimin frowned. "Jin hyung, were you expecting visitors?"

"No, I wasn't," Seokjin said as he walked to the front door and opened it.

"Is Hoseok here?"

Hoseok jumped up, face going blank when he saw who was standing on the porch.

"Who told you I was here, Yoongi?"

"Namjoon said you were here, but 'here' means at Seokjin's place lately," Yoongi said. He bit his lip looking at Hoseok.

"I'm sorry, I jumped to conclusions," Yoongi said. He walked up to Hoseok to take his hand, having Hoseok step away.

"Do you honestly think a simple 'sorry' is gonna cut it?" Hoseok looked Yoongi in the eye, even when the other lowered his. "Do you even realise how much you've hurt me?"

"N-no," Yoongi mumbled softly as he fiddled with the hem of his black shirt.

"Oh, I can tell you."

Hoseok ran his hand over his face, noticing the other three had left the room, leaving them to argue in the middle of the living room.

"You didn't even try to listen to me," he said. "You just threw me out of my own house without even bothering to hear me out."

He bit his lip, trying his best not to let his voice tremble. "We've been together for almost a year now, Yoongi. Did you seriously think I would throw all of that away for a fucking hookup?"

"I-I've been so-so distant lately and I felt like you-you felt alone." Yoongi wiped his tears away with the back of his hand.

"I d-don't know, I'm just-just so sorry," Yoongi cried. He dared to look up again and the sight of Hoseok in front of him made him break down in loud sobs. "I'm so fucking stupid."

"You being a little distant is no excuse for me to go fuck someone else," Hoseok said. "I'm not shallow, Yoongs, you know that. I don't get why you would think I would ever cheat on you."

"I-I thought I saw you, b-but I s-saw that same person today, he-he just looked like you, n-not even half as pretty," Yoongi took a step closer to Hoseok, tears still rolling over his cheeks.

Hoseok shook his head slightly and looked at his sobbing boyfriend.

"Hey, c'mere," he grumbled and wrapped his arms around Yoongi, rubbing his back.

"Please don't cry, I don't like seeing my baby cry."

"I-I'm s-so sorry," Yoongi said as he wrapped his arms around Hoseok's waist and buried his wet face in shirt.

"I miss you next to me at night, your pecks on the hickeys you leave, it-it feels empty on my skin," he mumbled softly into the fabric of Hoseok's shirt.

Hoseok hummed and started softly rocking the boy back and forth. "I miss you too," he mumbled, one of his hands finding the back of Yoongi's head, long fingers playing with the short pale hairs.

"But please don't jump to conclusions next time," he said. "It really hurt me when you threw me out, y'know."

"I-I know," Yoongi said, still sobbing in Hoseok's arms. He felt safe with him, though, like he was being kept in a box, protected from the outside world and bad things that could happen to him.

Hoseok tightened his grip around Yoongi's small frame and pressed a kiss on his soft hair, inhaling the scent he missed so desperately.

"Please don't cry," he repeated. "Angels shouldn't cry."

"Angels don't make stupid mistakes." Yoongi looked up and bit his cheek. "You're the angel, you're the one who always seems to be right, you always end up doing the right thing."

Hoseok smiled widely, pecking Yoongi's button nose. "I love you, my little sunflower."

"I love you too," Yoongi breathed out, pressing his lips against Hoseok's lips.

Hoseok smiled in the kiss and wrapped his arms tighter around Yoongi.

"Let's go home," he breathed when they broke the kiss. "We have to catch up on lost time."

"Don't you need to tell Jimin that you're leaving?"

Hoseok nodded, turning towards the closed kitchen door.

"Jiminie, I'll be leaving now. Thank you for everything, you too, Jin and Namjoon."

"No problem Hoseok, be safe and you're always welcome here," Namjoon said with a smile, opening the door.

"You don't even live here," Jimin laughed. "But he's right, Hobi, you're always welcome."

"You said I was a roommate last week," Namjoon said as he threw his hands in the air. "So complicated."

Jimin let out a giggle. "Well, not officially. Anyway, I'll see you two tomorrow at work, if Yoongi isn't too sore. Bye guys!"

"Bye!" Yoongi and Hoseok said as they walked out of the apartment hand in hand.

   
  
  
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i love yoonseok