Yoongi's POV
"I know you are awake Hoseok.""Busted." He dryly chuckled giving me a weak smile.
"How do you feel?"
"Like shit, My body feels like it was hit by a truck."
"Serves you right." I mumbled taking a seat.
"Where's Y/N?" He asked looking around the room.
"Well as you heard they got kicked out, and sent to the Cafeteria."
"Did your Doctor Girlfriend let you stay?" He said grinning and shifting.
"You're not in critical condition I can still hit you." I said which made Him chuckle.
"She shouldn't be with me." He said His voice cracking.
"Hobi-"
"Im serious, I-I treated her like shit, like she was Nothing.." He trailed off as Tears started streaming down his face.
"Hoseok, It's ok." I said standing up and moving towards his bed.
Sitting on it and pulling him into a hug. He cried even more his sob's falling into my shirt making me frown.
I knew he was going to beat himself up but this is more than I expected. I rubbed his back as he let out his sobs, followed by loud hiccups and more sobs that turned into Whales. I tried my best not to snap at him in his time of need but he was making it very difficult.
"ALRIGHT HOSEOK SNAP OUT OF IT!" I moved myself further from him as I held up his weak limp body.
He looked such a mess as if you gave punishment to a child and you were about to scold them for crying too loud.
"Stop crying about it! Look your tears wont solve anything, what you need to do is find Y/N and Apologize for the rest of your life. If she wants to break things off with you, so be it! And you will respect that!" I said knocking some sense into him.
(A/N: Literally ( -__-) Shame Yoongi.)
He took very deep and calming breaths sniffling and wiping his tear away as he looked at me. He took one last deep breath nodding as he got ready to say something that I hopefully won't hit him for.
"I-" before he could even get a word out he started all over again, I roll my eyes and groan ripping him off of me a death glare prepared.
"STOP CRYING HOBI!"
"I CANT HELP IT THE MEDS ARE MESSING WITH ME!!"
He sobbed and I tried holding in my laugh but he looked ridiculous. It started with innocent chuckles but turned into a full out laughing fit that had me clapping and in tears.
For what reason? I have no idea, maybe because he joined me and looked like a crack head. The laughter dying down after a good 10 minutes and my abs being perfectly shaped.
"Ok, I need to get out of here." I said and he agreed.
"You ruined my Shirt."
"I did that shirt a favour you are always wearing it!"
"No I am not."
"Dude you wore that the whole day after our group hang out."
ಠ3ಠ "You right."
After a moment of silence he asked me to catch him up on the lastest shit that was going on. I did telling him that the rest of the guys can and will pop in at any random time.
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Bipolar Sunshine || J.HS
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