Expressions (SOPE)

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The wind seemed to be pushing Yoongi back from the asylum. His hair was fucked up and his jacket was thrashed but he persevered and entered the asylum. Almost immediately, everything seemed to stop and peace filled his surroundings.
"Excuse me? Is there something you need?" The receptionist asked. Yoongi looked at her and her name tag reflected from the ceiling lights. Jisoo. "Um yes, I'm here to visit Janiah. Janiah Von Rhiley." Yoongi responded, hoping he pronounced the complicated name right.
"Ah, Janiah Von Rhiley, one of our newest patients. Hmm...I'm afraid I can't allow you to visit her." "W...why?"
"Well, it says here she is what we call 'unstable'. You see, if our patients have dark pasts and committed severe crimes or are unable to calm down no matter what we do, we deem them as 'unstable'. Janiah, she has committed unforgivable acts everywhere she's gone. For your safety, we cannot allow visitors. Who knows what she'll do?"
"R...right but can I at least give my message through a note? I have to make sure she has nothing up her sleeve. She has done so many things that led me and my loved ones in a spiral of trouble. I just don't want anyone to suffer anymore."
The receptionist, Jisoo, looked at Yoongi confused.
"And what makes you so sure she wouldn't lie? For all we know, she could harm you still. According to all the crimes she's committed, it seems Janiah is as smart and creative as she is evil. She isn't someone you can trust."
"She is obsessed with me, desperate with trying to win me over. If I use the right words, I'm sure she will admit what I want to hear."
Jisoo hesitated a little but gave him a piece of paper and a pen. Yoongi thanked her gratefully and wrote his message, careful with the words as he promised himself. Once he gave his message and his phone number in case Janiah responded, he left, feeling hopeful and satisfied.
It did not take long before Yoongi received a call. "The message is giving off a horrible smell. I just thought you should know." Jisoo warned. Yoongi didn't care, he wanted to get it over with. When he reached the asylum and went to collect the message, the smell hit him like a punch to the face. It smelled absolutely awful. He opened up the paper to see stains of what looked like pee and blood?! He dropped the paper, disgusted. Yoongi concluded that Janiah peed (during her period) all over the paper. Still he crouched down, wanting to end his fear as soon as possible. It read:
How is it possible that I have lost this fight?
Oh Yoongi, can't you see that this isn't right?
Such a pity for me to lose someone like you
Every day, every night, I miss you, I do.
Obviously I love you, I wish you chose me
Kill yourself, that was what I told him.
Poetic but it didn't seem to be admitting anything, until he read the letter carefully. Fuck!
As Yoongi approached Hoseok's house desperately, the place was awfully silent. His gut stung and his head was filled with screams of fear, uncertainty. He rushed to the door and knocked on it. Nothing. He took the spare key hidden under Hoseok's carpet and unlocked the door.
Once he locked the door behind him, he turned around and took in his surroundings. Dark, gloomy, depressing. He tried to turn on the lights but it wasn't working. The natural day light wasn't of much help either since the curtains were closed. But none of that mattered because something pale on the table caught Yoongi's eye. He picked it up and realised it was a note with the all too familiar writing of Janiah. 'A fair well gift from me to you. You better use it HOESUCK.' The aggressive imprint was enough for Hoseok to be able to feel it and read what she had written. There was also a small box layered with a cushioning. There was a hole in the centre that seemed to shape the object that was in the box. Yoongi observed carefully, thinking of any possible object that Janiah could have given. A razor blade! It fit perfectly. He searched all over the house and finally reached the toilet in Hoseok's bedroom.
He carefully approached it and saw a crying Hoseok on the floor, ready to make another cut to his arm. "Hoseok no!" He grabbed Hoseok's arms with one hand and took the blade from Hoseok with the other. He threw it in the bin and headed back to Hoseok, who was crying his head off. Yoongi carried Hoseok to his bed and hug him, comforted him, even sang him a soft melody before Hoseok was tuckered out.
As Yoongi stroked Hoseok's hair, he felt tears well up in his eyes. "Hoseok...you deserve none of this. If only I wasn't so much of a pussy back then, if only I wasn't so much of a pussy right now, if only I could tell you how much I love you...maybe things would be alright..." The back of Yoongi's head leaned onto the wall, his tears dripping down his face. "I am a fucking asshole..." He closed his eyes and let out a small hic.
Hoseok was awake. Yoongi's little teardrop woke him up immediately. Concern filled Hoseok and he hugged Yoongi tighter. Did he really mean what he said? That he wasn't as worthless as he felt? Now that he thought about it, Yoongi was embarrassed about the incident in the past that he changed everything about himself. He must've been so guilty. And he's been showering so much love, more than Hoseok felt he ever needed or deserved. Hoseok felt lucky, no, the LUCKIEST. "Suga?" He felt Yoongi's body flinch. "Y...yes?" "I love you..." Yoongi's heart started beating rapidly, Hoseok could feel it. "Not as much as I love you Hoseok." With a kiss of utmost sincerity, they fell asleep in each other's arms

A/N: You guys! I lost half of my chapter and I don't even know why! I even had my author's note but everything just disappeared!!! I forgot how it ended so I had to rewrite everything a whole different style. I know for sure this wasn't how it was supposed to go but I'm fine with it. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Sorry for the wait;(

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