Yoonseok/Sope one shots

You Little Spies

Hoseok has anxiety and this si a little uneralistic but someone had to write it; please enjoy, I'm exploring genres so why not, it's fluff in a way too I guess you'll understand I promise :) - Kubo)

You're worthless, no one cares about you they're all just lying. Did you actually let yourself go so much as to where you'd think that they actually care about someone like you? Stupid, stupid stupid

Hoseok spins in cirles, staying in place. His head hurts, his eyes burn, and his chest feels heavy.

"They love me, I love them my friends are wonderful, right? They care about me? Who am I kidding, who could love me...I'm me afterall...." Hoseok whipes his nose and eyes and saunters over to his bed, throwing himself on it. Hoseok looks up the his cracked ceiling which holds a fan and a few little star stickers he put there when he first moved in. He wishes he was like those stars, alone, nothing but them and a huge dark, unfogiving space which owes nothing to them nor them to it. He sniffles once again and decides to pick up his phone to call the only person he could ever trust, Seokjin.

"Jin-hyung-" Hoseok's voice cracks, earning a gasp of concern on the other line.

"Hoseok, are you okay?" the older asks, "need me to come over? I've got ice cream and blankets at the ready I'll be there in five minutes". Before Hoseok can even answer the line hangs up and he smiles softly to himself.

He pitites you, nothing more. What if just, the chance, that he really finds you annoying and you're being made a fool of?

Hoseok shakes his head once again, hissing softly. How he wishes he could get rid of the voices. Before he knew it, there's the sound of keys and his door opening.

"Hoseok! Your favorite hyung is here with love and appreciation, come out!"

"I'm gay!" Hoseok yells from his room, causing both to break into fits of laughter.

Seokjin skips into the doorway, sets his things down and jumps onto the bed with Hoseok, cuddling into his side. Hoseok smiles, he's happy that he has a friend like Seokjin in his life, someone he can trust. Jin sits up after a few minutes and covers his friend in one of the many blankets he's brought.

"So, what's bothering you? Is it the voices?"

"no" Seokjin looks at the younger sternly, "y-yes"

"I wish I could punch those voices so you could know how wonderful you are aish!" Seokjin yells dramatically, "Hoseok you are such a wonderful person and if only you could see what we all see in you!" Jin continues with his speech about how wonderful Hoseok is and all Hoseok can do is smile to himself because he knows that his hyung means every word that he says.

He's lying, you know that right?

Hoseok shakes his head again, sighing deeply.

"Here, have some ice cream, I can only stay for a bit but mark my words Jung Hoseok, you'll be a confident king like your hyung by the end of this year if my name isn't Worldwide Handsome!"

"But it isn't?" Hoseok giggles at his friend's silliness. They talk for minutes, minutes turn to hours and those hours turn into the entire afternoon. Seokjin finally has to go, he hugs his friend tightly and says his goodbyes, repeating reassuring words to the younger before he finally leaves.

As Hoseok closes the door, he hears ringing in his ears. He takes a deep breath, ready to push out any thoughts that come into his head.

I love you, your friend is wonderful, he loves you too

Hoseok pauses and stands still for several seconds in pure shock. The sinister voice that consumes his thoughts is replaced by a deep, silky tone. This voice is relaxing, loving even.

Please, take a shower and eat Hoseok-ah, you're getting tired rest well

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Hoseok wakes up after a good-nights sleep, he looks out the window and frowns slightly at the rain outside.

These voices are new but I still stay, don't go outside and burden others. They don't want to waste their time with you

But they do want to spend time with you, please enjoy the day Hoseokie

Hoseok is stressed by the contradicting voices in his head but he decides to go out anyways. He worries deep down, that he will burden the world with his worthless presence and ugly appearance. But the warm voice in his head that's helped him fight the rough voice of self-soubt has been very convincing lately.

Hoseok opens his umbrella and walks to the cafe by his appartement. He makes it inside and is hit with warm air and the beautiful scent of ground coffee. Hoseok makes his way over to the counter to place his order when he hears a familiar voice. He finally looks up from his hands and sees a small boy with cute, warm eyes before him.

"I asked your name, sir?" he asks politely.

"H-Hoseok..." both boys look at each other with wide eyes, both hearts stopping and beating a million miles at once.

"You're the voice!" they say in unison. How can this be, the same voice which both associate with love and recovery belongs to the men right before each of them.

"Hoseok? Is it weird, I hear that voice in my head, telling me to work hard today"

"You," Hoseok leans over the counter to read the boys name tag, "Yoongi, is it weird, I hear that voice when I'm in my worst state of mind, guiding me to happiness." The boys look into each others eyes with wonder.

Soulpartners?

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-Kubo💕