Min Yoongi, or experiment #AGUST391993 , has been trying to escape the one place he calls home or also known as The Institute of Bio-Humans. He's been a human experiment ever since his mother abandoned him when he was three years old. He finally le...
Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at Yoongi, "W-who?" Yoongi shook his head, he stood up, but was pulled back by Hoseok. "Let me go, Hoseok." Yoongi deadpanned, Hoseok frowned, "No. What's going on? Who's Jung Su?" "I̵̗̱̟̖͙̘̝̹͗̀̿̽͗̐͗̀̎̚̚ ̵̖̠̪̯̲̯͈͉̱̰͇̒̃̍̊̎s̴̬̖̩̖̩̹̬͆̄̀̕͝ȃ̶̦̟̲̪̜͉̆̐̒̒̚͠ì̸̫͖̳̮̒̊̊d̴̠̺̭̟̫̺̺̝̓̉̋,̵̰̥̫̹̠̈́̐̃ͅͅ ̶̯̣͚̀̇̈L̵̨̧̨̧͔̼̤̰̣̤̀̀͑̈et. Me̴̖̫͉͕̟͕̱̻̞̜̊͊͌̅͝͝ͅ.̷̡͇̬̼͚̹͇̅͌́̈͜ ̷̨̣͙͍̺͙̱̯̯̈̍ͅGo." Hoseok widened his eyes, staring at Yoongi in shock. The other's voice was static-y and the edges of his body started to... Hoseok gasped, "You're glitching..." Yoongi widened his eyes, he tried to tear his wrist out of Hoseok's grip, but he only tightened it more. Yoongi winced, "L-l-let go-o!" Hoseok shook his head, clenching one of his shut when a stinging feeling started to travel up his hand that held onto the older's wrist, "If I let you go, you'll leave!" Yoongi scratched at Hoseok's hand trying to make the younger let him go, but it only resulted in the other grabbing Yoongi's other wrist. Yoongi could feel himself start to teleport, everything in his body began to shake, Hoseok gritted his teeth as more pain traveled up his arms. Yoongi saw the pain Hoseok was going through, he could feel his eyes sting form tears that threaten to fall, "H-Hoseok, Pl-l-lease!" "No!" Hoseok yelled, Yoongi's breath hitched as Hoseok wrapped his arms tightly around Yoongi's waist, "I'm not letting you go alone." Yoongi felt himself freeze. Why was Hoseok acting in such a way? Why did he not want Yoongi to leave? So many questions ran through his mind, but not one answer would pop up. Hoseok opened his eyes, confused as why the other stopped moving. He moved away from the hug, but kept his hands on Yoongi's shoulders. He widened his eyes at what state Yoongi was in. The other was shaking, tears looked like they were falling down his pale cheeks, but anything that fell out of his eyes were black. His eye color wasn't the deep chestnut brown they were before, they kept changing colors, as if everything in his eyes were glitching except for him. Hoseok stepped back, unsure of what to do. This never happened to the others, but the others never had powers like Yoongi's, but the question was... Why was Yoongi's power so heavily affecting him in such a negative way. Every time he used his power, he always looked so pained. Hoseok shook his thoughts away, he gripped onto his head, "C'mon...! Think, Hoseok, think!" He widened his eyes and his shot up, "Light." Hoseok brought his palm up,he conjured some of his energy into making a ball of light. Once it appeared, he brought it close to Yoongi. Yoongi flinched as it came close, Hoseok took it as a good sign. He kept his palm right in front of Yoongi, he used his other hand to snap his fingers, "C'mon, Yoongi, look! It's light, look at the pretty light!" Yoongi slowly moved his head up, his gaze stuck on the light, as he did, Hoseok kept his palm the the ball of light still, but he inched the rest of his body closer to Yoongi. Once Hoseok was close enough, he hugged Yoongi. He didn't know what that would do, but this was the only thing that came to his mind. He made the ball of light disappear and hugged Yoongi tight. Yoongi stopped shaking, another good sign, Hoseok sighed and rested his head on Yoongi's shoulder, "I know you're worried, but you can't go alone." He whispered. The room was quiet, Yoongi wrapped his arms around Hoseok, "I'm just... So scared for him." Hoseok gently led them both to the ground, they stayed hugging, but were now sitting. Hoseok rubbed Yoongi's hair, playing with it a little, "Why? What happened when you last saw him?" Yoongi took a deep breath in before speaking again, "He's the one who helped me escape, Hobi. He's the one who put in the escape pod, but- but-" "Shh... Breathe, and speak slowly. I'm not going anywhere." Hoseok rubbed Yoongi's back, calming him down. Yoongi hugged Hoseok closer to him, "H-he never came with me. All I remember is him grabbing my arm and then pushing me into the pod. W-what if he's-" Hoseok grimaced as he heard Yoongi's shuddered breaths, "What id he's dead...?" Hoseok let go of Yoongi and cupped his cheeks, "Do you believe in him?" Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows, his cheeks stained with the black substance as regular clear tears fell down his face, "Wh- What?" Hoseok closed his eye but then opened them again, "Do you believe in him? Do you trust me? Will you trust me?" Yoongi hesitated to speak, "Yes." Hoseok sighed, not knowing what Yoongi said yes for, but continued anyway, "Then he's not dead." Yoongi looked at the ground, staying quiet. Hoseok rolled his eyes and squished Yoongi's cheeks, the older glared at the man in front of him, "What the hell do you-" "Stop being so grumpy and sad, it makes you look ugly." Yoongi frowned whilst removing Hoseok's hands away from his face, "Thanks, I'm well aware." Hoseok gasped, "Ah- No, you know that's not what I meant, Yoongs..." Yoongi looked at Hoseok, completely stunned, "Y-Yoongs?" Hoseok smiled widely, "Yeah, you call me Hobi, so I wanted to give you a nickname!" Hoseok frowned, "Do you not like it?" Yoongi shook his head and smiled widely, "No, I love it." Hoseok gasped, he never saw the older's smile, but he was glad he did. Yoongi had a gummy smile, but it really made him look cute, Hoseok could hardly believe that Yoongi was older. Hoseok caught himself staring for too long, he shook his head and smiled, "You should smile more, your smile's really cute." Yoongi widened his eyes, he could feel his cheeks burn up. Yoongi pushed Hoseok away, "Okayyyyy, I need to head to the bathroom. Uhhh, because I need to shit, yeah. Bye." Yoongi ran off to the nearest bathroom, passing Jimin on the way. Jimin widens his eyes and grabs Yoongi's arm, "Hyung!" Yoongi turned to him confused, Jimin gasped and grabbed the older's face, "Hyung! What happened to your face?!" Yoongi ripped Jimin's hands away and grumbled, "What's up with you kids and grabbing my cheeks?! I happened, thanks for lowering my self esteem." Jimin let go and widened his eyes, he frowned, "No, hyung, that's not what I meant. I- Uhm, you look like you've been crying..." Jimin swiped his thumb across Yoongi's cheek, Yoongi flinched, not really wanting the other to touch him. Jimin looked at the black substance that was now on his thumb, he brought to his nose to smell it. Yoongi cringed, Jimin widened his eyes, still not realising how uncomfortable the older was, "Is this- Is this oil...?" Yoongi rolled his eyes and pushed Jimin away, "No, it's pink lemonade." Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows at the expression Jimin was giving him, Jimin sighed before looking away, "Anyways, Jin-hyung told me that I made you feel bad because I left." Yoongi shrugged, "It's whatever. You weren't 'feeling' well." Jimin frowned, he looked up and smiled, "Well, I'm feeling better now... So, wanna see me shape shift...?" Yoongi looked, eyes sparkling, "C-Can I?" Jimin nodded, "Yeah, c'mon. I'll show you in the training room." Yoongi walked with Jimin, he raised a brow, "Training room?" Jimin nodded his head, "Of course. We need to get stronger, in case we get attacked." Yoongi widened his eyes, he stopped walking, "Attacked? We're going to get attacked?!" Jimin turned around and gasped, "Oh! That sounded really bad, right? Well, uh- We practice, just in case we need to. Namjoon-hyung hid this place really well and I'm pretty sure the government has no idea where we are, so were good for now." Yoongi frowned and looked down, "I guess I have to train as well..." Jimin scratched his neck nervously, "I mean..." Jimin felt his cheeks heat up, "You don't have to... I'll protect you if we ever get attacked." Yoongi looked up in shock, "Y-you will?" Jimin nodded, looking determined. Yoongi would be lying if he said he didn't feel flattered, but the thought of Jimin protecting while Yoongi did nothing but bother him. Yoongi shook his head, "No, I'll train too. Just not right now." Jimin frowned, but nodded, "Alright, well, let's go." Yoongi nodded as he accompanied the younger.
Jungkook had been in his room ever since the whole incident at breakfast. He laid on his bed thinking about it all. Why was Hoseok-hyung trusting Yoongi so easily? Just because he was tortured in the lab? Heck, they almost all were! Jungkook frowned, "But I guess being tortured for twenty years does say something..." Jungkook groaned as he thrashed around in his bed, "But I don't want to say sorry! Was it so wrong to be cautious?!" He could already hear Namjoon's voice saying 'Yes' in his head, Jungkook groaned once more before standing up. He decided to head to the lab to see what they found in Yoongi's pills. Before leaving, he took one more glance around his room. His eyes landed on a framed picture that facing downwards so nobody could see the picture, his frown grew. He walked up to the framed photo slowly, he was nervous for no apparent reason. He picked it up and that's when he broke, it was a picture of him and Kim T- ... He threw the picture at the wall, not even wanting to think about 'him'. Tears begun to prick his eyes as sat on his bed. He wanted to forget 'him', he wanted to hurt 'him', he wanted to see 'him'. Jungkook wanted to hate 'him', but he just couldn't find it in him to hate 'him'. "Kim Taehyung..." He whispered. Taehyung was once apart of the group, he was close with everybody, he was close with Jungkook. Kim Taehyung was a man with ethereal beauty, and a voice that was velvety and deep. Kim Taehyung had captured Jungkook's heart, and then threw it away along with his relationship- Scratch that, BONDS with everybody. He was a traitor, he reported the five of them to the lab. Kim Taehyung was a spy. Jungkook hugged his knees to his chest as he quietly sobbed. But he still missed him, he still missed that same box smile, his 4D personality, and sweet kisses. Jungkook raised his head as tears still fell down his cheeks. The framed picture laid against the wall, the glass broken and on the floor. Jungkook widens his eyes and runs to the picture, "No no no no!" He grabs the pieces of glass and tries to put in back, his fingers get cut, but he doesn't care. After a while he gives up and drops the picture. His hands are covered in cuts as he stares at the mess of glass shards all over the floor. He stands up and sighs, blood from the cuts dropping to the floor. Kim Taehyung, the person he hates most in the world, but also the person he gave his heart to. He can't but miss him, and it hurts. Jungkook looks down at his hands and sighs once more, "Looks like I have to pay the infirmary a visit..." Jungkook takes one more glance at the picture, "B.. Bye, Tae." He lets out a small smile before leaving.
Kim Taehyung, his love.
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