he walked, nervous of what would happen.
christ, why do i feel like someone's going to kidnap me?
the room was filled with darkness, the shadows jumping out, yoongi didn't bother to turn on the lights on as he saw a figure by hoseok's old wooden desk, the moonlight illuminating the man's features, his rosy pink lips turned into a frown, sparkly tears falling down his beautiful brown eyes.
yoongi felt his throat get dry, reaching out towards the man, but he decided against it, retracting his arm away. the man's eyes drifted towards yoongi, his ethereal face coming into full view.
his heart stopped, "ho-hoseok? what're you doing here? i thought you were AWOL! where'd you go!?-"
"what you said really hit me."
yoongi's eyes widened, flashbacks to three months ago.
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"what? i woul–" hoseok gasped angrily.
"YEAH right! you know what? im glad you're gonna be gone soon−" yoongi started, he gasped, his mouth shut quickly. shit.
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hoseok sighed, softly walking over to yoongi, who was on his knees, apologizing constantly. his voice cracking from time to time.
he placed his bandaged hand on yoongi's head, rubbing it back and forth, "kitten, it's alright. i deserved it. i− i should be sorry for all the pain and suffering you've been through. you were right, i should've told you from the start and not just wallow in self pity."
"shut up."
hoseok looked down on yoongi, who was staring at him angrily. "w-what?"
"i said shut up. don't ever say that again, because i won't ever forgive you if you degrade yourself. love yourself."
