Is It Wrong? | Sope

Chapter 27

Yoongi POV

Weakly entering the building where I work, my motions are slow as I begin to head towards my studio. I just have to get to my studio. I can at least be out of everyone's sight once I get to my studio.

Tugging the ends of my black hoodie down lower, I wrap my arms around myself as I make my way through the maze of hallways. It feels like absolutely forever before I finally see the door I've been searching for come into view. Breathing out a sigh of relief, I let my arms drop to my side as I force my body to cover the last bit of distance.

It takes all the energy I have not to let my body collapse into the door, opening it instead and entering the room. I hum in thankfulness at how warm I keep it in here as I close the door behind me, weakly making it to my chair before collapsing into it. Jin had turned the temperature in my apartment way down last night, purposefully making me freeze and not letting me sleep all night while he slept soundly on my bed with my blankets. I didn't get a single one of them and was stuck on the sofa for the night like some goddamn dog. Of course, now I'm going to struggle to keep myself awake, not that I wasn't already struggling with that on my way to work as it is.

Sighing quietly to myself, I wrap my blanket around me before turning my chair to face my computer and notebook that's on my desk. Rubbing my hands over my face a few times, I attempt to wake myself up a bit more so as to try and be awake as possible to continue working.

Though, it's not long before I'm interrupted. Jumping fearfully from the surprise of a hard knocking on my studio door, my heart begins racing.

It couldn't be Jin, right? I haven't done anything wrong. There would be no reason for it to be him. It wouldn't make any sense if it were him. It can't be him. I hope...

The knocking doesn't cease though, continuing on and on. Reluctantly, I drape the blanket back around the back of my chair before standing up and walking towards the door. Biting my lip nervously, I hesitantly open the door. However, I'm nearly ready to pass out from surprise when I see who's on the other side.

"Yoongi, we really need to talk. I'm so sorry about what happened." Hoseok says as he quickly steps inside the room and shuts the door behind him. My eyes widen at this, lips going slack as I stumble backwards and onto my chair luckily. Slowly, the panic starts to rise as I begin shaking my head.

"No. No, you can't be here. It's over, Hoseok. You have to go. Please." I whimper, knowing that Jin knows how to hack into the system and gain control of the cameras. There's not a doubt in my mind that he can see what's going on right now and it scares the hell out of me.

"No, baby, please. I'm so sorry, Yoongi. I-I had no idea. Namjoon and I-"

"Hoseok, stop! Please! You have to go. You can't be here. We're over and that's final. There's nothing you can do to change it. Please, you have no idea what you're doing right now. You've got to go." I whine loudly, feeling an anxiety attack starting again.

It's only a matter of time now. Jin's sure to know about this. It'll only be a matter of time before he gets here to beat the shit out of me. I'm in so much trouble for this right now. As much as I'd love to hear what Hobi has to say, it's too late now. It's much too late and there's nothing either one of us can do.

"Damn it, Yoongi. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving you alone and I'm not leaving you again. Namjoon explained everything. Please, I wanna help you, baby." Hoseok says softly, kneeling down in front of me. I can feel the tears already trickling down my cheeks at this point, hating the position I'm in right now.

"Hobi, if you want to help, then you have to go. Please, you don't know what you're doing right now." I whimper quietly through the tears, eyes constantly beginning to flicker between the beautiful man in front of me and the door. However, before I can even process what's happening, I suddenly find his plump lips on mine. I whine immediately, trying to get him off of me before it's too late, but to no avail. Hoseok holds me gently, keeping me in place. He pulls away just a tiny bit before he leans in and pecks my lips. He does this repeatedly a few times, somehow managing to loosen me up and calm me before he presses his lips to mine again. However, this doesn't last for more than a few seconds before the door flies open.

Hoseok finally pulls away properly this time, head whipping around to look at the intruder. However, I don't have to look to know who it is and know just how much trouble I'm in.

"Yoongi was right, you know. If you wanted to help, you should've just left. You have no right to be anywhere near my boyfriend and you have no idea the trouble you've just gotten him into."