BTS Imagines

Hoseok ♡ Emotional Support

Published: September 3, 3018
Rewritten: July 26, 2023

Word count: 2,562

DO NOT read or interact if you're under 14

Your eyes burned from crying so much and even though you had stopped a half hour ago, the burning continued. You were curled up in your bed with the covers pulled up to your neck, lying in the dark. More tears stung your eyes as you replayed the events from earlier that day, unable to stop the scenes that continued repeating in your head. Reaching out, you grabbed the nearest pillow and hugged it against your chest, burying your face in it while you let out sobs, spiraling back into your tearful state from earlier.

Your boyfriend dumped you, and over the phone, no less. Not only that, but he openly admitted to cheating on you for a month—an entire month. The sudden breakup left you feeling useless, pathetic, and stupid for not noticing sooner. You should have known he was cheating. He seemed so distant this past month, bailing on dates last minute and not calling or texting as often as he used to. It should have been obvious. You were so foolish.
You wondered what the new girl looked like. Was she prettier than you? Probably. Funnier than you? More than likely.
I guess I wasn't good enough for him. You thought to yourself pathetically.
You suppose it was a good thing he ended the relationship over the phone, you would've hated to be walking or driving home after being dumped.

Your phone rang from its spot on the nightstand where you had discarded it after the breakup call. Propping yourself up on your elbow, you reached over and grabbed the device off the bedside table. The light from the screen caused you to squint your eyes as you tried to see who it was. On the screen was a photo of your best friend, Hoseok. You debated about wether to answer or not. You weren't exactly in the mood to talk to anyone and would much rather lie in your dim bedroom for the rest of the day. Your thumb hovered over the answer and decline buttons, briefly weighing your options. At the last second, you accepted the call.

"Hello! It's me, your hope." He sang.
You couldn't help but smile a little. Somehow his timing was perfect and terrible all at the same time.
"Hoseok-"
"What's wrong? Are you crying?" He cut in.
How could he tell? All you said was his name.
"No." You lied, trying to even out your voice as a stray tear rolled down your cheek.
"You sound like you are."
"I'm not."
"You can't lie to me, Y/n."
You were silent.
"Are you okay?"
There it was. The one question that would make anyone holding back tears cave completely—and you did. A piteous sob broke free from the back of your throat as fresh tears spilled from your burning eyes.
"What happened?" Hoseok inquired gently on the other end.
You let out another sob and tried muffling it with the pillow.
"Y/n." His tone was sad and laced with concern.
"I'm sorry." You cried, trying to steady your breathing. You already had a bout of loud sobs and convulsive gasps earlier and you didn't want to do that again.
"What's wrong?"
"He- He-" Your crying worsened and you couldn't talk, slowly going back into that hyperventilating sobbing that you did so much of earlier that day.
"What did he do?" Hoseok's voice went serious and almost threatening.
He knew exactly who you were talking about. He never really liked your boyfriend and he wasn't sure what the jerk did to you, but he knew whatever it was hurt you greatly.
"Sehun broke up with me, then admitted to cheating on me with someone else." You finally uttered without breaking down.
"I'm coming over."
"No, Hobi please don't. I look awful. I don't want you to see me like this."
"I don't care. I'm already in the car. I'll be there soon." And that was all he said before he ended the call.
You heaved a heavy and shaky sigh, placing your phone back on the nightstand before allowing yourself to fall back onto your pillow.