For the first time in a while Yoongi actually got some sleep.Okay maybe he slept around 15 hours like a dead man but that's not important .Hoseok didn't really understand the faint whispers comming from Yoongi's mouth while he was sleeping but the younger was sure Yoongi mentioned his name like two times.Maybe four.Hoseok lost count actually.
But every time Hoseok's name would roll out of Yoongi's tongue the honey haired boy felt warm and a soft fuzzy feeling spread inside his stomach and he found himself hugging his knees closer to his chest and letting out small giggles that filled the almost empty room.It was the way Yoongi whispered his name,like he was the most precious thing on earth.
But when Yoongi woke up it was already 2 pm and he felt like he slept an eternity.The moment his eyes fluttered open his hand instinctively stretched on his right searching for something.For someone.But all his hand touched was air.The place next to him was cold and fixed like it hasn't been touched.
As much as Yoongi wanted to trust people,from previous experiences he learned that trusting people only fucked him up and left him more empty than ever.He was scared now.His mind started thinking of possible scenarios of how Hoseok could have escaped by telling him he would stay and take care of him and empty promises that Yoongi doubted the younger would be able to keep.
Paranoia was Yoongi's best friend.They were a great couple if you'd ask Namjoon.But this time he wasn't being paranoid.No he was just disappointed.Because nothing good ever happened to him.And he got used to it.He got used to not trusting people and not expecting too much from them.But it was different with Hoseok.
The younger had straddled his thoughts and Yoongi found it hard to escape from them.
The blonde kept staring the blank white ceiling not even trying to get up from the bed.He was hoping of hearing a noise or any sign of life.But the house was as silent as his soul.It was really a weird situation but nothing he wasn't used to before.
Light footsteps...a soft voice singing a kpop song that Yoongi hated...footsteps comming closer.
Yoongi could feel his heartbeat increase.
Footsteps comming closer and closer .They stopped.Yoongi's breath hitched and he felt vulnerable.
He was still here...
He felt a heavy weight press over him and he slowly opened his eyes again only to be met with Hoseok's soft chocolate brown ones.Yoongi really wanted to cry.It was weird for a psychopath like him to feel these type of emotions.But waking up only to find the love of your life laying above you,squeezing you in a bone crushin hug and watching you with the most loving eyes...That...That was something foreign for Yoongi.
I thought you died in your sleep Hoseok said and soft giggles erupted from his mouth,laughing at his own joke.Oh Yoongi could definitely get used to this...
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After a thousand pecks from Yoongi and teasings on how "Hyung is so obsessed with me that he even sleep-talks my name" from Hoseok (Yoongi definitely denyed it and ignored Hoseok for the rest of the day) they were both laying in the big couch,watching a clichè movie that Hoseok was obsessed with and Yoongi thought it was trash(but still watched it).
Hoseok was munching on some caramel popcorns and he seemed completely focused on the movie,his eyelashes not even fluttering.
Yoongi was the first one to break the silence but he regretted seconds later."When i woke up,i didn't saw you there so i..i-i thought you left...i-
Yoongi wanted to say something more but it seemed like no words were comming out.He stopped running his hand through Hoseok's hair and was patiently waiting for the younger to say something.
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FanfictionYoongi is a serial killer who enjoys torturing people in as many creative ways as possible.Could Jung Hoseok be his next victim¿