DISCONTINUED |soft| •YOONSEOK•

iv

Yoongi sat on Jimin's bed. The younger boy is throwing off his shirt again and putting on another shirt that looks pretty much the same. Yoongi is in his usual, black skinnies and black hoodie.
"Why are we going to a party?" Yoongi asks.
"Because, Taehyung invited us. It's a college summer party. This is where you can make more friends," Jimin says.
"And why is your boyfriend coming?"
"Hyojon said he'd prefer to be with me so I can't get hurt," Jimin says. "He's so sweet." He looks at himself in the mirror. "This is good."
Yoongi looks at his phone. It's almost ten. "We are leaving now? I want to stay home."
"No hyung, we are leaving," Jimin says. He pulls the older boy out into the living space. Hyojon is in there waiting for the younger boys. "Hyojon!" He hugs his boyfriend.
"Hey baby, ready to go?" Hyojon kisses Jimin. The younger nods. The three pile into Hyojon's car. Yoongi dislikes the sexist music he listens to.
They pull up to the house. It has college kids scattered throughout the place. Since Hyojon is around, Yoongi can't hold Jimin's hand. He just holds his own and tried to keep himself calm. The three go into the house. Taehyung greets them and introduces them to the owner of the house. They are handed a bunch of different alcohol drinks, Yoongi sets them somewhere, he doesn't drink. But Jimin goes ahead and drinks.
"Hyung, just let loose," Jimin says. He leans against Yoongi, But is quickly moved when Hyojon notices.
Yoongi leaves the couple. He moves trough the drunken mess. He sees Seokjin, he remembers him to be nice. He approaches him shyly. He's with the boy from the book shop. They both see him and smile.
"Hey, Yoongi right?" Namjoon asks. Yoongi nods. "Nice, How are you liking the party?"
"I don't like parties," Yoongi says.
"It's okay, you can just stay with us!" Jin says. He's clearly drunk, Namjoon must be taking care of him. "You are so adorable!" He pinches Yoongi's cheek.
The youngest blushes. "Uh, thank you Hyung."
"Okay, I'm going to take him to get water," Namjoon says. "You can come or you can wait for us."
Yoongi shakes his. "I'll leave you be."
Before anything else can be said, Yoongi leaves. He goes outside. There are a few kids smoking, not just cigarettes. He tries to keep himself from breathing the toxic smoke.
"Yoongi?"
He looks up. Jungkook is walking over to him with a cigarette in his lips. "Hey, are you here alone," Jungkook asks, leaning towards him.
Yoongi shakes his head. "I was with Jimin, but I left because his boyfriend was being a douche."
"Oh," Jungkook says. His arm snakes around he small boys waist. "You wanna hang out with me?"
Yoongi moves away. "N-no. I'll just g-go." He turns around and goes into the house.
How can I not find someone to hang out with?
He huffs. He walks around for a while, trying to find Jimin. But he can't. He goes up the steps, maybe he went to the bathroom? He hears noise coming from the first door. It sounds like crying. He panicked to himself. He opens the door quickly.
Hyojon has Jimin pinned to the bed. Jimin is crying and trying to get him off. "No, please!" Jimin cries. Yoongi feels his body shaking. He runs to the bed. "Get off!" Yoongi yells. He tries to pull Hyojon away.
Hyojon shoves him. "Fuck off, bitch."
Yoongi picks himself off of the floor. He feels himself slipping. Tears start to fall down his face. "Stop!" He yells.
But Hyojon hits Jimin and starts to undress him. Yoongi tried to pull him off, getting a slap in return. His best friend is getting hurt and he can't do anything.
Yoongi runs out of the room, feeling sick. He needs to find someone to help. He runs down the steps. His vision is getting blocked with tears. He doesn't know who can help. He's terrified. What if he can't get someone in time? What will happen to Jimin?
"Yoongi?" Someone grabs his shoulder. The person wipes his tears. "Yoongi, what happened?"
It's Jungkook again, and Hoseok next to him.
Yoongi starts to bawl. "I need help!" He grabs Jungkook's hand. He pulls him back upstairs. He bursts through the door. Jimin is naked, and Hyojon is in his boxers. Jungkook sees Jimin's state and flips out. He punches Hyojon and pulls him away.
Yoongi can't watch the fight to he goes to Jimin. "Jiminie, I'm sorry!" Yoongi cries. He holds the youngers face. Both of them are sobbing. "Let's get dressed. We can go home." He grabs Jimin's boxers. He carefully helps the boy get dressed.
Hoseok comes over. "Hey, want me to drive you guys home?" He asks softly.
Yoongi nods. He helps Jimin finish getting dressed. "Carry." Hoseok understands and picks Jimin up waist. The younger boys panicked at first, but Yoongi holds his hand. They leave Jungkook and Hyojon.
Hoseok carries Jimin to his car. It's an expensive car, he must have good money. Jimin crawls into Yoongi's lap. The older holds him tightly and whispers calming words into his ear. They wait in the car until Jungkook joins.
"Diminie feels bad," Jimin says to Yoongi.
"How, Jiminie? Is you icky?" Yoongi says.
Hoseok and Jungkook listen to their conversation. Jimin is drunk. Both of them know that. But Yoongi didn't seem drunk at all, he is just talking weird. Like a child.
"Hey, Uh, we need to know your address," Hoseok says.
Jimin tells him. He buries his head on Yoongi's neck. "I thought he was the one," he starts to cry again. "I loved him."
"D-Don't cry. It's okay," Yoongi says. "Yooni will always be there for you. Even when you are sad."
Jimin slowly falls asleep. They pull up to the apartment building. Jungkook takes Jimin from Yoongi. He picks him up, wrapping Jimin's arms and legs around him so he won't fall. Jimin stays asleep.
"Yoongi, are you coming?" Hoseok asks.
"Yooni need help," Yoongi mumbles looking at his hand.
"Help? What do you mean?" Hoseok asks. He's extremely confused by the youngers behavior.
Yoongi lifts his arms. "Up pease!"
Hoseok stares at him. It's like an actual child. But Hoseok can't pass off a reason to feel the youngers body against his. Yoongi's short legs around his waist, his hands holding onto his shoulders. Hoseok keeps his hands on Yoongi's ass. He feels no shame of doing so.
"Seokie, no touchy my bum," Yoongi says.
"Where else am I supposed to put my hands?" He asks.
Yoongi's face flushes pink. "Not my bum. No one can touch it."
"Well, I'm going to touch it if I keep carrying you," Hoseok says.
Yoongi nods. "Oh okay."
The two get to the apartment door. It's already open since Jungkook and Jimin were already through. "Where's your room?" Hoseok asks.
"Dis way," Yoongi points to his room. Hoseok carries him and opens the door. The room is dim, only lit up by a few strings of lights. The main color is black, but there's a few hints of pink, blue, and yellow. It's like a teen girls room, Hoseok thinks. There's photos of Jimin and Yoongi hung up all around. Some with other people and Yoongi.
Hoseok sits Yoongi on his bed. "There you go- stop chewing on that." He says. Yoongi looks up at him, still gnawing on the sleeve of his hoodie.
"Bed time?"
"Yes, lay back and go to sleep."
Yoongi giggles. Giggles. "Yooni can't sleep without pjs! Seokie, can help Yooni?"
Hoseok stares. "Are you drunk?"
Yoongi shakes his head. "Yooni is too small to have adult drinks."
"And how old are you?" Hoseok asks. He squats to be the youngers eye level. He doesn't know what's going on, and he's going to figure it out. And he's not complaining about it either. Yoongi is cute like this."
"This many," Yoongi says. He holds up four fingers.
Hoseok is quiet again. He says he's four. Is that his mental age? Is that why he's quiet all the time? Four year olds are scared to talk to strangers. Hoseok compares his actions now to when he first met him. Maybe he has dissociative identity disorder.
"Well, if you are only four, it is way past your bed time," Hoseok says. He figures he'll play along until he can figure out what's going on. "Let's get pjs on."
Yoongi nods. He gets up and goes to his drawer. He gets a very large yellow shirt and black pants. "This is my favorite bed time."
Hoseok nods. "Okay, Let's get you out of the hoodie. You must be hot." He reaches for the youngers clothes.
Yoongi pulls his shirt to stay on. "I-I can't sh-show you that."
Hoseok softens. "Hey, it's okay. I'm here to help you. I won't hurt you." He rubs Yoongi's arm. "You can turn around so I don't see your front."
Yoongi bites his lip. He nods and turns around. But he still asks Hoseok to help take the sweatshirt off. Hoseok pulls it off of him. He tries not to pay attention to how beautiful and small the boy is. He focuses on how unhealthily skinny he is. He can't see his front but his spine is very prominent.
Hoseok gives him the yellow shirt. He puts it on. He turns around. "Yooni getting sleepy," he says. He rubs his eyes.
"Okay okay, just get out of your jeans and put on night time pants."
Yoongi nods. "You help."
Hoseok bites his lip. He does his best to keep all of his dirty thoughts at the back of his head as he fumbles with the buttons of the jeans. He pulls them down, careful to only pull down anything else. He looks at what the younger is wearing for underwear and he groans.
Little pink undies. He turns the younger slightly to see his ass. It's not a thong, but it could be in Yoongi. He holds the youngers hips. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck," he curses. "You look so fucking sexy." He rubs his thumb on his hip bones.
Yoongi starts to bounce. "Seokie, I feel weird. Please more pants."
Hoseok snaps out of it. Yoongi isn't in a correct mental state, probably. Hoseok need to refrain from thinking of anything bad. He helps him get his pants on.
"There, all ready for bed," Hoseok says.
Yoongi nods. He goes to his bed and under the covers. "Seokie leaving now?"
Hoseok nods. "I have to go to bed too."
He waved and tucks himself into bed. "Bye bye."
"Bye," Hoseok waves. He shuts the door and leaves. He goes back into the living room. He waits a couple minutes before Jungkook comes out. "Ready?"
Jungkook nods. They leave and go to the car. "Jimin is so fucking sexy. I took off his pants so he'd be more comfortable when he woke up. His ass is so thick and god, he was just so beautiful."
Hoseok snorts. "Sounds like you have a crush."
Jungkook shakes his head. "No, he's just a good challenge. His boyfriend is out of the picture. It'll be fun." They get to their apartments. "What about Yoongi? He seemed pretty tipsy."
Hoseok bites his lip. "Yeah, I don't know what he was on. But I don't to undress him. He was wearing the cutest pair of undies."
Jungkook laughs. "Nice."
Hoseok nods. "But he's really thin. Like his bones are prominent. I think he has some eating disorder." He smiles. "But he has a room like a teen girl. I swear, he looks all dark and quiet but he is wearing a yellow shirt laying in his fairy light bedroom."
"Cute, well, hopefully this is a start."
They bid their good byes and go their separate ways.