Yoongi slowly opened the door to his bedroom.
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He started down the long hallway of doors, the light flickering on and off like a haunted hospital. His mother was no where in sight seeing as the yelling, screaming, and whipping noises had been heard earlier that day. He stopped at the last door on the left of the huge hallway. Yoongi grabbed the handle and jiggled it, waiting to see if he got a response. He heard a faint whimper that sounded like Hoseok. The boy turned the knob slowly, pushing the door open even slower. His eyes widened and filled with tears at the sight he saw in the middle of that room. Hoseok was laying on his side, gagged with a scarf, hands tied behind his back, and cuts and bruises scattered over his legs, arms, and naked chest. The word "faggot" was written in cuts across his left arm, clearly put there with a knife. Yoongi fell to the ground sobbing. Hoseok managed to look up, seeing Yoongi sobbing into his hands in the door way. He managed to get out a muffled "Suga?", making Yoongi look up from his hands.
"Hobi, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have made you come and get me. I'm so sorry." Yoongi managed to crawl over to Hobi before he collapsed next to him out of exhaustion. He attempted to untie the scarf and untie J-Hope's wrists but only managed to get his hands untied. Hobi untied the scarf himself and pulled Yoongi closer to him, ignoring the pain shooting through his body. He kissed the older boy's forehead and managed to calm him down, holding him impossibly closer to his bruised chest.
"Don't be sorry my small kitten. I have you now, she isn't going to hurt either of us anymore. I'm going to call the cops on her. Can you get up and get my phone off the desk over there, baby boy?" Hoseok asked the smaller male. Yoongi only nodded, squirming his way out of Hoseok's arms, walking to the desk slowly, grabbing Hobi's phone, and closing the door. He walked back and handed the phone to the slightly younger boy.
"Thank you, kitten. Come back and cuddle with me again." Hoseok told the older. Yoongi, or kitten, obliged and layed down on the floor, snuggling himself into Hoseok's bruised chest. He kissed one of the bruises and made Hoseok smile, something Hobi hasn't done for a few days. Hoseok dialed 911 into the phone and held it up to his ear.
"My boyfriend's abusive mother trapped us both in her house and has been brutally abusing us for days. We need help." Yoongi couldn't hear the other side of the call but when Hoseok told the person the address, he knew he was going to be saved. Hoseok hung up the phone and they both sat there in silence until the sirens sounded and, a few minutes later, the door flew open, revealing a female officer.
"You're safe now, boys." The officer with the name of Jihyo said.
"Mother?" Hoseok asked.
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sanity//sope/yoonseok/yoonhope ff
Fiksi Penggemar"You have to." "Yoongi no." "Hoseok yes, please." "Yoongi, I could go to jail!" "You wont, they don't care enough." "I'll be there in five but you cant say its kidnapping." "Thank you so much Hobi. I don't know how I could ever repay you." "Whatever...
