Enough

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The moment the door of the Sin room was slammed shut, Hoseok jumped off his seat which fell backwards and walked with heavy but fast footsteps towards his room however, before he could close the door, the second oldest held it.

"Go away Hyung" His voice trembled as he pushed at the door but Yoongi's hold stayed firm "Hobi-ah this won't work. Let me in" He shook his head "I saw it too and I...don't want the others asking me about it. I don't want to think alone at the studio and I don't want to leave you alone either" He spoke in fast speech, almost as though he was rapping but the words had no rhythm.

"What's is happening here?" The two could hear Jimin's concerned voice approaching. Without a second thought, Hoseok pulled his friend inside and locked the door before moving to sit on his bed. He sighed in distress as he looked down and placed his elbows on his knees, giving another sigh before brushing his hair back and covering his face with his hands.

"This is bad" His voice was faint and on the verge of tears as the pictures kept on appearing in his mind again and again and each time the image was clearer than than the one before. He groaned as he tried to stop the what he saw from coming back but the pictures were already stuck there and imprinted there like an ugly tattoo in the inside of his eyes.

"Hobi-ah...calm down"

"Calm down?! You want me to calm down after..after seeing that?! After knowing that hyung was damn-"

"Hoseok!" Yoongi placed his trembling hand on the rappers loud mouth, shutting him down before any wrong word leaves his mouth for everyone to hear. The two shared a look with very similar red rimmed eyes that had tears threatening to fall.

"Hyung" Hoseok cried out weakly as he threw himself on Yoongi, hugging him so tightly to cry on his shoulder. The oldest instantly was on the other too and seeing his dongsaeng cry triggered his own tears into falling.

"I...I can't believe they did this to Jin hyung" Unlike a minute ago, the dancer's voice was so faint again. He was afraid Seokjin or the others could hear "They raped him" As if yoongi didn't know that already, Hoseok had to confirm and say it "There were a lot of pictures hyung...a lot...a-and it wasn't just one man...Hyung I..." He choked on his words and broke the hug but Yoongi didn't let go of his hand "No wonder Seokjin hyung was acting that way...we didn't understand a thing about his pain" Hoseok was now able to understand the bigger picture and felt like a liar for telling his hyung that everything will be alright because he himself wasn't alright with any of this.

The two cried silently until a scream startled them a minute later. They both tightened their hold on the other  before Hoseok started to bite his nails and rock himself in sadness for his hyung but it was only for few seconds before Yoongi was holding him in a side hug to let Hoseok know that he was close and to have some close to him because despite what the fans think, yoongi was a person to seek skin ship when he was sad. He didn't like being alone witg his thoughts.

"What...are we going to do?" Hoseok asked. He hoped that the older had some kind of answer and wished for what he saw to be an edit or some other person but Seokjin's reaction said otherwise.

"I don't...know...I don't know what to do, what to say...I don't think I can ever look at hyung again" He clenched his free hand.

"What? What do you mean? Hoseok turned his gaze to Yoongi whose words didn't sound so right to his ears.

"I mean...I don't want to look at him and remember those...those pictures...they're still in my mind. Stuck and I can't..." He rubbed at his eyes "I can't get them out"

Relating to this wasn't hard for Hoseok. Every blink would come with what he saw. It was revolting if he had to admit that. He never wanted to see his hyung in bed with anyone nor did he want to ever see him getting raped, it was too curel for him to believe that Seokjin was in such a situation more than once and even more cruel for Seokjin to have gone through this.

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