You like this edit of Hoseok that I made? I'm having fun in the Philippines thanks for asking. After this chapter I'm going to enjoy my trip.
WonYoung P.O.V: "Mrs. Choi, so what you're telling me is that you and all the parents of the kids that I know have history?" Hoseok asks and Ma nods her head. Everyone was eating breakfast and I was standing by the microwave waiting for my ramen to heat up. Why did she keep this a secret for so long?
"Is you having history with some of the parents the reason why you hate Arixcen-ah's parents?" I ask and Ma nods her head.
"Like Arixcen-ah, her eomma is a bitch, slut, and she cheated multiple times on her boyfriends and including your appa WonYoung-ah. Like mother like daughter." Ma says and I take my ramen out of the microwave, add the flavoring, and sit down next to Hoseok on the couch in front of the TV.
"Anyone else you have a bad history with?" I ask.
"All the kids that you hate WonYoung-ah, I have bad history with their parents. Including Hoseok's eomma."
"How was eomma like during your highschool days Mrs. Choi?" Hoseok asks.
"Nothing different from now Hoseok-ah. Nuri-ah was always homophobic and couldn't handle break ups too well. She was the same thing as that God forsaken sister that SoWon-ah has except, she didn't go to a mental asylum or go and try to kill anyone at an early age. No offense Hoseok-ah." Ma says and that's when Jimin walks down the stairs with messy bed hair.
"Morning Mochi-ah!" Hoseok yells and Jimin walks over to us, sits to the left of Hoseok, and eats his cereal that Hoseok didn't finish.
"Ma, where are Jungkook-ah and Taehyung-ah?" I ask as I noticed they weren't in any of the guest rooms
"After you went upstairs, I drove them to the hospital to make sure they are in good hands for the night." Eomma replies and I nod my head. "Well, I'm gonna go to work now. Anak, wash the dishes and don't forget to take the pills. I love you!" Ma says and leaves with an apple in hand. It was just Hoseok, Jimin, and I. There was nothing but silence and the crunching of Jimin eating. I started to get a bit irritated.
"IS NO ONE GONNA TALK ABOUT LAST NIGHT?!" I yell scaring Jimin making him drop his spoon. I threw my ramen on the ground along with my chopsticks. "HOSEOK-HYUNG, YOUR EOMMA IS STILL FUCKIN OUT THERE! FOR ALL WE KNOW SHE'S PLANNING A GOD DAMN MURDER AND SHE GONNA FUCKIN DO SOME WEIRD SHIT TO US ORNMWJCJEJDNJEJFKEKKFJRNCNEKXIQ!" I start slur and speak nonsense while I continue to shout and worry.
"WonYoung-ah! Calm down! I know that what were doing just laying around like nothing happened. But we can't go in to the god damn situation head first without a pl-" the door bangs loudly cutting Hoseok off. We look at the door and then at each other. Did eomma forget something?
"Uhh, Ma?" I ask but no answer. Instead it was more banging, almost sounding desperate to get in. I go to the door, open it, and I see SoWon all bloody. She collapses into my arms and starts to sob.
Jimin P.O.V: I look behind me to see who was banging loudly at the door and it was a bloody SoWon. I drop my bowl like I did with the spoon and Hoseok and I ran towards the door.
"SoWon-ah?! Oh my sweet holy shit! The fuck happened to you?!" WonYoung questions and drags SoWon inside as she still sobs into WonYoung's arms staining his grey sweatshirt with blood and tears. I close the door, ran for the first aid kit in the kitchen, and ran back to SoWon who is now sitting on the couch still sobbing. I set down the kit on the table and sit down next to her while Hoseok went to go get some bandages and other important things. When SoWon lifted her head up from WonYoung's arms, her face revealed messed up make up, a tear stained face, and blood splats on her face.
"Oppa," she starts with a sniffle. "Jung Nuri. She's a monster." WonYoung looks like he's gonna have a panic attack while I start to clean her bloody arms. "She shot me in the arm a-and s-shot m-my eo-" Tears interrupted her sentence as she cried more into WonYoung's already drenched sweatshirt.
"O-ok I- oh my god. I-I oh my sweet I-" WonYoung stutters while stroking SoWon's hair.
"SoWon-Noona, I'm going to need to look at me." I say and she follows what I say. I take a look and there are no gunshot wounds or cuts so the blood was probably sadly from her parents getting shot. It took me a while until I noticed the bloody shoulder of SoWon's as it continues to bleed heavily. Hoseok arrives in the living room with some bandages and another first aid kit. I clean the blood off her face while WonYoung, the soon to be doctor slash surgeon, paces around the room not guiding us.
"NO NO NO NO! THIS IS-I CAN'T BELIEVE- FUCK- WHY?! NO HOSEOK-HYUNG YOU NEED TO-I CAN'T- SHIT- OH MY GOD!" WonYoung continues to worry and making his own situation worse. I get up from the couch, walk over to WonYoung, and slapped him in the face and cupped his face. Of course he looked a bit shocked as I would never be the kind of person to do that.
"CHOI WONYOUNG! Pull yourself together! You're supposed to be helping us. I understand how crazy and insane this is. Seeing your best friend bleeding heavily out of her shoulder, but you need to help us heal her! You're the one with the most medical experience out of anyone in this room! NOW STOP SHITTING YOURSELF! YOU GOT THIS HYUNG! NOW LET'S GO!" I shout and he nods in agreement running with me to SoWon.
"Alright! Uhm. I'm going to have to apply pressure to the wound until we reach the hospital. Hoseok-hyung, get 119 at this door this instance! SoWon-ah you'll be fine. I promise you won't get hurt like this again. I swear my life on that and I will protect you." WonYoung says and pulls SoWon into a hug and Hoseok pulls out his phone and I hug his arm just to calm myself down. No I am not going to let this happen! I don't want this to happen!
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Forever and Always (JiHope)
Fiksi Penggemar[SEQUEL TO I WANNA MAKE YOU FEEL WANTED] In the middle of the trimester of sophomore year into highschool, Jimin and Hoseok are happiest they could be with their friends and supports by their sides. Although, behind the smiles of the boys and that h...
