Caregiver Trial | SOPE/YOONSEOK

9.

Taehyung, he looked so different yet angelic. The way his hair bounced perfectly and had just the right volume, his jeans tightening around his toned thighs as well as his features which fitted him perfectly now he had grown into them - yet, he still hadn't grown taller than Hoseok.

His damned lips looked so kissable.

"Correct," the younger replied, "I had a lot of modelling agencies right here in Korea so I decided London just wasn't for me." he shrugged. It was true, Seoul had so many opportunities for men such as him with all that beauty.

"Right." Hoseok smiled, trying to suppress all of his emotions, which were a mess. He didn't know how to feel. Guilty. Sad. Excited. Happy. Proud. It was too much to even form a proper sentence.

Taehyung cupped his own cheeks, pouting softly, "hyungie~, i want to see your place! It's been years" he spoke smoothly, his voice coming out as a lullaby. It was strange, one minute he seemed like some kind of scary guy off the streets (even if he was wearing pink), and the next he was the caring baby that Hoseok had remembered.

Hoseok nodded slowly, thinking about what Jimin or Yoongi may think, but he decided their opinion didn't really matter at the minute. Taehyung flashed his boxy smile, his scary aura quickly changing back into soft and calm.

;

Jimin bit his lower lip when he saw the pair walking towards the door. After having a text saying hobi's "old friend" was returning, he'd been looking out of the window since.

He knew about Taehyung, Hoseok had told him the entire story of it when they began to speak more. The short boy could feel his blood boiling, knowing that the reason for Hoseok's severe depression was because this fucking idiot decided he wanted to move away for modelling. He found it ridiculous - he probably didn't even know what state he left his boyfriend in.

He continued to stare out of the window, now becoming impatient as he tapped his foot. His breath hitched slightly when he felt a hand on his shoulder - Yoongi.

"Are you okay? You've been stood here for twenty minutes..." he chuckled slightly, trying to lift the negative mood from his shorter friend. Jimin turned around, looking at Yoongi's short skirt and oversized hoodie.

"Get changed, you do not want to be like that right now." he warned, his face burning up with anger before he could even process the two walking through the door.

"Wha-"

That was when Yoongi saw it, Hoseok holding hands with some guy he didn't even know. Jesus christ, if Hoseok told yoongi he had a boyfriend he would not have relied on him for caregiving - it wouldnt be fair. Then again, was anything?

Shyly, he pulled his skirt down after noticing Hoseok eyeing it up. The younger had never seen Yoongi cross-dressed out of small space and he wasn't going to lie - it gave him a fuzzy feeling in his stomach.

He snapped out of his thoughts when Jimin cleared his throat, arms crossed and obviously unimpressed.

"What is he doing here?" he asked, pointing at Taehyung who innocently stood at Hoseok's side. "You know hyung, when you say friend i expect it to be someone pretty fucking decent."

Hoseok shrugged, aggravating Jimin even more.

"Well, he just came back from London, I thought I'd let him look around - besides, he used to stay in Yoongi's room."

Yoongi looked around for some sort of explanation as to who this was, nudging the boy beside him and lifting his eyebrows in question. "Oh" jimin laughed, "wouldn't you like to know."

The redhead rolled his eyes, sighing deeply before dropping the shopping bags onto the couch, "your juice boxes are in there. TaeTae and I are going to catch up." And with that, he dragged Taehyung to his bedroom (I promise nothing dirty!).

;

"How's it really been in Seoul?" the younger boy questioned, curious as to how his hyung was coping without him.

"Same as always. Nothing got any better, but when you left I was a mess, Taehyung. I couldn't take care of myself. My health was crushed at that point, that's when I met jimin." he sighed deeply, his thoughts racing through his mind as he mentally relived that bad time.

"Who's Jimin? Is he the guy in your living room? Who are the guys in there?" Taehyung seemed puzzled, resting his face on his hand and looking around his ex's room. It was filled with photos (mainly Polaroid's) and paintings, as well as some posters.

He didn't exactly take much in, knowing full-well that he'd be here again soon.

"Ah," Hoseok began to form a smile, "Jimin-ah is the shorter one, who snapped when we walked in. He found me in an alley way drunk a few weeks after you left and we've stuck together since - he's a real life saver."

"And the other?"

"That's Yoongi. He's currently staying here with us because of a few...issues I think, I'm not sure. He seems pretty delicate to be honest and he's so sweet. I think you should go see his room, it's where you used to stay." Hoseok had a warm vibe, now playing with his hands,

"tell me about London."

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