For what it's worth || Sope

aftermath

A few horrendous hours later, Yoongi grew a pair (as he stated it in his mind) and figured out what he needed to do.

No matter how much he didn't want to.

He marched to the car.

He bit his lip harder each stop light.

He pulled into the red and blue lit up parking lot.

And he got out of his car right outside the police infested apartment building where all of his friends sat, still not seeing him.

He didn't want to be upfront this time.

He wanted to make his way to the apartment room.

And so he chickened out, and did it all at once in some way.

He lowered his head and went the back way, where he still passed a few police officers who hadn't recognized him.

Once he arrived, he opened his apartment door and found everything left in place.

Nothing taken, to his surprise.

No movement.

All sat well.

He went and rummaged through his bathroom and bedroom.

All was well.

He decided he needed to shower and recollect himself, as he hadn't stopped crying since Woo was taken.

He carelessly grabbed a towel and hopped in the shower.

He stood in there for around 2 hours just thinking until he heard noises coming from the front room.

He immediately snapped back and turned off the shower.

He leaped out and wrapped a towel around himself, realizing he hadn't brought clothes in the bathroom with him.

I'm about the sword fight this bitc- focus Yoongi, no gay jokes in this situation.

Yoongi delicately opened the bathroom door and stepped outside.

It started pouring outside as he crept through the scarily quiet room.

Once he reached the doorway to the front room, he stepped out..

Only to be eye to eye with fully clothed Jung Hoseok.

Yoongi went dead for the moment.

He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't think.

Hoseok was the opposite.

He knew exactly what he wanted to do, exactly how he felt, and exactly what to say.

He hugged Yoon tight.. not caring about the slim coverage... and burrowed his head into the smaller hyung's neck.

"Where the heck have you been..?"

Hobi's voice cracked and almost echoed as he sat there, nestled into Yoongi's neck.

Yoongi finally pulled away, still slightly in shock.

It didn't show through his face, however, but his hands were rather shaky.

He sighed and refused to meet the eager eye contact Hobi tried to receive.

"Yoongi, please at least tell me if you're okay? And be honest. I can't take anymore lies."

The atmosphere was tense to Yoongi, but to Hobi it was more calm.

However Hoseok had thought through this moment 10 million times over.

He anticipated Yoongi to return.