Is It Wrong? | Sope

Chapter 32

Hoseok POV

Biting my lip, I sigh quietly and lean my head against my hands that are rested on the edge of Yoongi's bed. Namjoon is sat in one of the chairs that are opposite the hospital bed, pressed back against the wall while he scrolls through his phone.

I can't lie, I'm honestly really nervous about the police coming. Yoongi was still really tired and probably a bit out of it too, when we had talked to him about agreeing to turning Jin in. I'm not entirely certain that he's going to want to do it so much anymore when he wakes back up and is fully awake and into everything again.

Jin quite clearly scares the hell out of him. And there's no saying that he won't show up anytime between now and when the police get here and when Yoongi's finally awake again. I just really don't want him to wake up, have the police show up and then back out of it in fear of what'll happen to him because of it.

"Hoseok?" I jump a bit in surprise by the sudden intrusion to the silence in the room. Lifting my head up, I look over at Namjoon with a questioning look.

"You know he's gonna need a lot of support when he wakes up. He may have agreed to this earlier, but he'll wake up and get really scared about this. He's going to need you to be there for him and comfort him and tell him that it's gonna be okay. You're gonna have to be really gentle with him, but he's really going to need you." Namjoon tells me quietly, a serious expression on his face. I bite my lip once more, nodding my head.

"He's going to be able to do this, right? He's going to tell the police the truth about what Jin's been doing to him. Won't he?" I ask softly, averting my gaze to the beautiful pale boy laid out before me on his hospital bed. Even with all of the bruises and cuts, he still just as beautiful as the first time I'd met him.

"It's going to be tough on him. He'll recall that he agreed to this but he'll try to back out. He's going to be really scared about selling Jin out to the police. He's not a fan of cops to begin with, thanks to his past. I'm serious when I'm telling you that he's going to need your support more than anything. He's going to need you to show him that you still care about him and that he's not going to be alone after they take him away, and he's going to need to know that he's going to be safe if he tells them, that you aren't going to leave him again and that you're not going to hurt him either. He will agree and tell them, it's just gonna take a lot of support and comfort." Namjoon explains in a gentle tone, feeling his eyes on me though I don't bother tearing my gaze away from the sweet blonde.

Though, a knocking sound snaps both our heads in the direction of the door. Sighing softly to myself, I stand up and walk over to it, thinking that it'll end up being the officers that we'd called a short while ago. However, I'm caught completely off guard when I see Taehyung and Jimin stood on the other side of the door.

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask quietly, not wanting to wake Yoongi up. Tae frowns at me, crossing his arms as Jimin gives me a disappointed look.

"Where the hell have you been lately?" Tae questions coldly.

"We've been worried sick about you, Hobi. We've missed you. What're you doing here?" Jimin adds on in a gentle tone.

"Don't start acting like I'm dating either one of you. I never agreed to an actual relationship. I'm sorry for having come to the two of you when I was desperate and low. I know what I did was wrong. But I'm not dating either of you and that's not changing." I state, leaning against the frame of the door.

"Oh? So you want to go back to that whore that broke your heart? The one that gave you the reason to come to Jiminie and me?" Tae shoots back. I glare at him, hating hearing him call my sweet blonde boyfriend a 'whore'.

"He's not a fucking whore for what happened anymore than I was when I fucking let you take me home that night at the bar, Taehyung. So, you can kindly fuck off and stay the hell away from me. You only ever used me anyways, dick." I snap, trying to keep a calm tone in case Yoongi wakes up and hears me. With that being said, I shut the door, somehow managing not to slam it before turning back around. Just as I'd been concerned about, Yoongi's awake with wide and worried eyes that are locked on my figure.