In Hell With You

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"Hoseok."

Said man was by the stove cooking up some food, and he was too preoccupied to hear his name being called.

This irked Yoongi, since he didn't like being ignored.

"Yah Hobi!"

"Huh?"

Hoseok spasmed and his right hand jerked, the egg flying high and sticking on the ceiling.

Both boys stare at it with open mouths before Hoseok points the cooking weapon in front of Yoongi's face, annoyed at having been disturbed.

"Yahh!" he utters. "What's the big idea scaring the crap outta me huh? I'm making lunch and you just go and surprise me with your loud voice."

Yoongi's clearly not happy.

"What the hell are you talking about? Is it my fault you're jumpy and scared as a fly? I don't think so." He calms down a bit before adding "And plus, I was talking to you so thank you for being rude."

Hoseok huffs before tilting his head toward the ceiling again, staring at the dripping yolk.

"Ahhh what am I gonna do now huh? You've wasted a very good egg."

"Well you're the one holding the spatula so your fault," retorts Yoongi coolly, opting to study his nails.

Hoseok's teeth grit together, unable to think of a good comeback, before calling out "Zuny!"

No answer.

"Zuny!"

Nothing.

"ZUNY!"

"WHAT??"

But it wasn't Zuny, but the other boy who was shirtless and groggy-looking.

Hoseok looks on in confusion.

"Where's Zuny?"

Zelo rolls his eyes as he walks forward while putting on a tank top.

"Idiot, she went out to go hunting."

Yoongi's surprised but his face betrays no emotion. Hunting? Hunting for what?

Hoseok didn't seem bothered by it. Instead, he scratched his head in annoyance.

He turns back to the stove saying "Aish that girl. Hunting when I needed her help in something."

Zelo walks toward the orange-head and hangs an arm on his shoulder.

"What up H?"

A finger was pointed upward and their gazes went to the dripping yolk stuck on the ceiling.

There was a silence that lasted a few seconds before a repressed snort was heard.

It wasn't Yoongi for sure.

It definitely wasn't Hoseok, since he was the one distressed about the whole situation.

Yup, it was the one and only Zelo, with his wild hair shaking and his white teeth displayed for all to see, mouth open wide to accommodate the air and laughter that bubbled out his throat.

Hoseok's brows crease together, and he starts hitting his friend's shoulder.

"Yah stop laughing!" He whacks again. "I said stob it! It's not funny when you're the one cooking!"

The guffaws quiet down for an amused smirk to grace Zelo's lips.

"You're right it isn't." Hoseok smiles a little at that. "Cuz you're the one suffering!"

Then he goes back to laughing, and Hoseok's scowl deepens.

"Ugh forget this!" He throws the spatula to the stove, flames erupting making the two men jump in surprise.

Yoongi's eyes also widens, and his foot involuntarily steps forward to help.

"Gosh what was that?"

It was Yoongi's turn to scowl. "Yah pabo stop making unnecessary ruckus. You're gonna get all of us killed."

He gets confused looks from the duo.

"How do you die when you're already dead?" Zelo asks, brows joined in confusion.

A sassy roll of the eyes was the answer, and Yoongi leaves without a word, making Hoseok follow after.

The front door clicks shut, and Hoseok's the one to call the other to attention.

"Yah Yoongi what was that all about? And do you have anything to tell me before all this happened?"

The only thing Hoseok could see was his back, and he was forced to wait for a plausible answer without angering the mint-haired man even further.

At last, Yoongi turns around. It's to look his friend dead in the eye, an unwelcome shiver slithering down Hoseok's spine.

"Don't you want to know the reason why you're in hell instead?"

"Uhh... no, not really..."

At the unsure answer Yoongi frowns.

"And why the hell not?" He lessened the distance by walking toward the bright-colored man. "Don't you want to know why you're stuck in this hellhole of a home when you can be enjoying the afterlife up there?" He points upward, gesturing to eternal salvation.

Hoseok's eyes remained on him, and his brows were joined slightly Yoongi doesn't know why.

"Why are you frowning like that?"

Still, there was no answer.

But Yoongi's not relenting any time soon. He's had enough of this nonsense.

"Jung Hoseok I need an answer."

His eyes fell to the ground.

"I just don't wanna know," he mumbles. His eyes find Yoongi's once more. "Why can't you respect my decision not to know? I have rights too."

"Because I can't just accept the fact that you're here when you're the most kindest person to ever walk the cruel earth," Yoongi answers with much conviction and surety that it takes the bright-haired man aback.

He deflates visibly.

"Have it your way then Yoongi."

He starts to walk back, but then Yoongi calls back "Why are you so afraid to find out the truth?"

This makes Hoseok stop in his tracks.

Without turning back he replies softly "Because I know the results won't be pretty."

With that, the front door snaps shut, leaving Yoongi alone in his turbelent thoughts.

Im so Soo SOO sorry of not doing this anymore. I have to admit Im stuck and Idk what else to write but I will finish this so requesting for more patience even if no one's reading anymore thank youu