Flower (Yoonseok) ✅

Twenty Two

Yoongi slowly opened his eyes to a gorgeous sight.

Hoseok there, sleeping on top of him, curled into his chest. The god smiled and began to let the human’s hair gently, loving how peaceful and comfortable they were.

He wanted to wake up like this with Hoseok every day.

But the smile soon fell away as Yoongi realized something.

Today was the day.

He never wanted this day to come, he never wanted Hoseok to see him again, let alone be anywhere near him.

But Yoongi knew that Hoseok had to do this, and Yoongi would constantly have a view of Hoseok if anything went wrong.

The man began to stir on Yoongi, and the god looked downwards at him, smiling slightly. He continued to card his fingers through the man’s hair until he was fully awake, which was when he turned his head to gaze at Yoongi. “Hi.” He said shyly.

Yoongi couldn’t help but smile once again, laughing a little at how cute the man was. “Hi.” He said back lightly. He leaned forward and kissed Hoseok head in greeting, “Good morning.”

“Good morning Kiki.” Hoseok stretched, before sliding out of the bed and grabbing his clothes, slowly putting them on.

He sighed and ruffled his hair, before turning to Yoongi. “I...want to get this over with as soon as possible. I know this may not be how you want to start your day, but I’m going to lose confidence later on if I don’t do this now.” He finally said, all traces of his usually happy go lucky aura gone.

Yoongi nodded slowly, getting out of the bed as well.

-

He didn’t want to be here.

Hoseok hated this, standing in front of the all too familiar apartment.

He would be mad. Mad that Hoseok wasn’t home when he arrived, breakfast waiting. Hoseok shivered at the thought, but took a deep breath in, closing his eyes for a minute to collect himself.

Today he would break up with him and stand up for himself. Hoseok turned to Yoongi and gave a soft smile. “Please don’t interfere. Not unless you have to.” Yoongi nodded slowly.

“But I’m going to be watching at all times. I don’t trust him, not one bit.” Hoseok nodded and leaned done, giving Yoongi one last kiss before walking inside of the building.

He shakily knocked on the door of his nightmares and when it swung open…

All confidence flew out the window and left a Hoseok a trembling mess.

He stood there, and when his eyes came to rest upon Hoseok...they burned with rage. “Where the fuck have you been, bitch?” He seethed.

Hoseok shook his head. “I-I...came to tell you...that I-I’m...b-breaking up with you.” He managed.

The man sneered. “And go where? You’re just some useless slut, you have nowhere to go. Come inside now and maybe I won’t kill you.” Hoseok shivered at those words, but shook his head.

“I found people who love me and care for me.” Hoseok finally said, his voice growing more confident. “They’ve shown me that what you do to me is wrong, and I’ve grown to love all of them. I came to tell you that I’m leaving you in person, because I didn’t want to just send you a text.”

“You should’ve sent the text.” Hoseok’s eyes widened as the man said those words and he felt himself crumble from the inside as the man suddenly grabbed him and dragged him into the apartment. “And don’t think I didn’t find out about your fucking ‘boyfriend’ whom you’ve been whoring yourself off to.”

"No, pease, stop! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Hoseok cried out, backing away.

"I fucking told you not to lie to me!" He said. "You fucking cunt! Did you think I wouldn't find out?"

"P-please..." Hoseok said quietly. He gasped, squeezing his eyes shut as a kick was delivered to his stomach. He fell to the floor, curling up into a ball as he kept throwing hurtful words, words he heard everyday, to his face.

His eyes widened when he was grabbed. Hoseok was dragged into the bedroom and thrown onto the bed.

But he couldn't. He couldn't do it again.

He wouldn't.

He couldn't be violated in such a way again.

Degraded and put down for his hideous body.

So as his clothes were being attempted to be ripped off, he pushed him with all of his strength.

"Please stop..." he whispered.

But his eyes widened as the man's face morphed into rage.

Hoseok began to hyperventilate.

But he simply walked out.

Hoseok grew confused and stayed out, unsure of what to do. He clutched the remains of his shirt to his chest, glancing at the door nervously, he needed to leave. Right now. But before he did, he heard something.

He could hear the water running.

Maybe he was taking a bath to cool down.

Hoseok tensed up when he entered again.

He grabbed Hoseok as the man began to struggle, tears streaming down his face.

"How dare you fucking try and reject me! I'll show you who's in charge!" Hoseok started to whimper and cry. He tried to get out of his hold, but it was nearly impossible.

Hoseok was dragged into the bathroom, and his eyes widened at the running water and the half full tub. He struggled as he was forced to his knees in front of the tub, his head shoved down.

He pushed against the tub, pushed against the man holding him down.

Breathe.

He couldn't breathe.

He needed to breathe.

Hoseok was losing strength. He was slowly down.

His lungs were burning and his vision going black.

He tried to inhale, but all there was, was water.

And then...nothing.