What Would You Like? || SOPE [COMPLETED]

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These chapters are getting spicy. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Hopefully y'all don't mind the cliffhangers too much but were in the final chapters now! Let's get it!💜

Hoseok stormed into the kitchen as he wiped the tears that fell from his eyes.

'Why the fuck did he say that?! I didn't think his views would be the complete opposite of what they used to be!'

The phone started to ring. Hoseok snatched it from its holster and looked at the I.D. He knew the number immediately and picked up more angry than before.

"What do you want?" Hoseok said harshly.

"Don't talk to me like that." The man on the other side snapped.
"I heard you started to live with my son."

"Why do you care? He got hit by a fucking car and you didn't care! You disowned him a long time ago!" Hoseok yelled.

"He deserves every bit of misfortune he gets! That gay is a good for nothing piece of sewage!"

"You don't get to decide that!"

Hoseok hung up angrily and sat in one of the bar stools that lined the kitchen counter. He cupped his face in his hands a sighed.

'How could this month get any worse?
You wanna forget?
Hell yeah.'

Yoongi sat on his bed with guilt as he thought about the way he'd reacted. He knew he really should've been more open to Hoseok about that, but he was to concerned with himself to think about his friend.

'So, I was gay, and I had an abusive boyfriend named Kihyun who gave me these scars. Hoseok and I became friends and I helped him confront his family about him being bi and we moved in together??? Something isn't adding up but I just can't put my finger on it.'

Just as he thought that, his stomach started to rumble. It had been a couple hours since their fight and Yoongi decided he would avoid Hoseok and sneak into the kitchen to get food without confrontation.

Yoongi entered the kitchen to see Hoseok sitting at one of the bar stools with his head down on the counter.

'Shit! He's here! I've gotta leave!'

Yoongi turned but was caught by surprise at Hoseok's voice.

"Kitten!" He slurred with a stupid grin. His eyes were red from crying. In his hand was an entire bottle of tequila.

'Oh shit. Did he really drink tequila?! Of course he picked the one that fucks with you the most. Wait...how do I know that?'

Before Yoongi could respond Hoseok started to hang on him. Yoongi took the bottle and put it on the counter. Hoseok looked up at Yoongi and giggled. He stood up and kissed him. Yoongi's eyes widened. He wanted to push away, but his body wouldn't listen. Instead, he grabbed Hoseok's neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Hoseok slipped in his tongue and Yoongi freaked out. He pushed Hoseok away and covered his mouth. His face was hot and his knees were weak. He recoiled from the harsh taste of taquila that was left in the youngers mouth. Hoseok looked at him with a sad expression.

"Why did you push away? Am I not good at it?" He pouted.

"N-No! It's not that! It's just...where did you learn that tongue thing?" He said, trying to calm down from his involuntary high.

Hoseok looked at him with a drunken smirk.
"What are you talking about? You were the one that taught me that."

"ME?!" Yoongi said in shock.