Bangtan is about to debut, but they're missing one thing... a talented young dancer.
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A tragic Sope fanfiction that plays with your emotions.
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Completed
Hoseok came back all pissed off. "Hey, what's wrong?" Yoongi immediately asked, noticing Hoseok's frustration. "Our choreographer is homophobic." He said without hesitation, it came out angry. But he was quite angry. "Oh, that sucks." Yoongi said. "You say that in the same tone as my sister when I whine about not being able to reach the tv remote while sitting on the couch." Hoseok clearly felt offended, for some reason. "Is it a bad thing?" Yoongi asked. "Since I'm gay, and you're bi... yes. Yes it's bad thing." Yoongi shook his head, "Hmm, don't let him get to you, then it'll be alright. And don't be afraid to show yourself Hobi, you're beautifully gay." Hoseok smiled and walked over to hug Yoongi. "My favourite hyunggg!" Hoseok said and Yoongi cringed, "Shh don't let Seokjin hear you say that." And they both laughed.
It was late at night and the boys were talking to each other, high on sleep. "Yoongi, do you like me?" Hoseok said and turned to Yoongi, who was laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling. "Of course I like you. Besides that, you're Jung Hoseok, who doesn't like you?" Hoseok giggled, "Thank you, thank you, but that was not what I meant." "Then what do you mean?" Yoongi asked and turned to Hoseok. Their noses were only a few inches apart. "I mean, do you love me?" Hoseok asked again. "Of course I love you. Besides that, you're Jung Hoseok, who doesn't love you?" Yoongi responded. "No, Yoongi," Hoseok said, losing a little hope,"I'm being serious." "So am I." "You don't love me, do you? It's okay though, I'm not even sure if I like myself." Hoseok got up from Yoongi's bed and walked over to his own. Yoongi rolled onto his back again. "It's not like that," Yoongi sighed, "I just don't think I'm capable of love." "You don't have to lie to me, Yoongi." "Hoseok, you're the only one I'm always honest with." Both of them sighed. "Can you do me a favour?" Hoseok asked and turned to face the wall. "What is it?" Yoongi turned to Hoseok again, but it was too dark to actually see him from his own bed. "Please, don't talk to me for the next three days. I need to figure something out, private stuff." Silence had never been so loud before. Both of the boy's hearts scattering. Hoseok was convinced that Yoongi didn't like him, and Yoongi knew he had hurt him by that. But that was the last thing he wanted to do, hurt his precious Hoseok.
Around 2 am Yoongi walked out of their dorm, Hoseok didn't care. Well, he didn't care, until Yoongi hadn't come back when the clock read 4 am. Hoseok decided to text him.
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Hoseok was anxious, what if something bad would happen to Yoongi? He didn't like that thought. He stood up, but felt very dizzy. Oh god, not a panic attack. I need some water, or fresh air. But Hoseok didn't even reach the door, and neither did he remember what happened next. And unfortunately Yoongi received these texts from Namjoon not much later.
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And right after he read the messages, his phone died. Shit shit shit, Yoongi thought. His hands were shaking, his legs weren't really stable either, yet he kept running.
Out of breath he arrived back at their dorm. "Where is he?!" Yoongi almost shouted when he opened the door. Namjoon was just sitting on Yoongi's bed. "I called an ambulance, they arrived before you did. They took him to the hospital." Namjoon's voice was shaking. Yoongi whiped a few tears away, "W-will he be okay?" Yoongi almost didn't dare to ask. "They said it was nothing serious, but that it was good that I called." Namjoon didn't even dare to look up at Yoongi. "What hospital?" The older said hurriedly. "You should sleep now though, we have a busy schedule tomorrow." Namjoon answered and walked out of the room. Yoongi was shocked and didn't know what to do, so he just laid down on Hoseok's bed. "What have I done." He whispered to himself. "I am an idiot."
The next day, their manager gathered all of the members. Yoongi's eyes were red and swollen, not only because he had cried to entire night, but also because he didn't get even an hour of sleep. "Today's schedule will be reduced. You will work until three pm, after that we'll visit Hoseok. I heard he woke up this morning. Please, work hard so we can go see him later on." That was all that was said, before they were sent off to practise.
