For what it's worth || Sope

keys

|| yoongi ||

After being in the apartment for a short amount of time, yoongi felt the sleep he was deprived of catch up to him.

The hospital gave him severe anxiety, causing him to constantly worry and over think the smaller things like whether he would collapse, whether he would be forgotten by those who hadn't been around as much.

He was finally home, but his worries only changed slightly. They were partially back to normal, but he thought of the new circumstances.

"Shit.. what if the hospital makes phone calls. Someone has my keys, and it's one of 6 people."

Yoongi knew 6 people who would possibly visit him.

-Jin
-Namjoon
-Jimin
-Taehyung
-jungkook
-...hobi.

Yoongi only knew 2 of the people well enough to even ponder the though of giving them his house keys. He wanted to trust a 3rd, but he couldn't put himself to it.

He knew Jin mutually and found him nice, but he never spoke to him alone.

He hardly knew Jungkook but he was a close friend of Tae's according to what yoongi had learned from the short amount of time he spent with Tae.

Yoongi met Tae once. He was fine.

Hobi.... he was a different story.

Hobi was kind, trusting, but naive.

Yoongi wanted to trust him so much. He wanted to tell him things, but he couldn't. That wasn't who yoongi was.

Yoongi believed Hobi wouldn't comprehend that things yoongi had to say.

Yoongi himself couldn't comprehend it.

Yoongi continued his thoughts as he found himself laying in his once accustomed spot in his bed.

Yoongi felt his eyes closing as the sun said its final goodbyes and handed the world off to the moon.

One of yoongi's specialties was his imagination.

Namjoon knew especially.

Before the shit hit the fan in yoongi's life, he would often share his imagination with joon.

To the rest of society, the sun set at 7:00 during the summer.

To yoongi, the moon and the sun were caretakers of the earth. They took turns trading off the child.

Joon always said that was what made yoongi such a good song writer.

Yoongi closed his eyes and drifted off.

||Hobi ||

Awakened by his rampaging phone, he realized he had fallen asleep while cleaning with Tae.

He adjusted quickly as he noticed the number was a hospital number. His hands were faster than his mind as he picked the phone up and put it to his ear, still waking up.

"Jung Hoseok?"

Hobi rubbed his face and breathed his words.

"That's me, what's going on?"

The caller on the other line sighed, noticing Hobi had just waken up. She responded carelessly, knowing he couldn't have had yoongi with him.

"Min yoongi isn't in the facility, we had a hunch that maybe you knew something about it."

Hoseok nearly dropped his phone. He quickly got off the couch and grabbed his coat. His shoes were already on from when he fell asleep during the agreed break from cleaning him and Tae took.