SWEETHEART ➝ yoonseok (✔)

quince

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yoongi's eyebrows instantly knitted together; his mouth was upturned.
"he's part of... the jung's?"
"i'm doubtful that i have to repeat myself." yoongi had a surge of different emotions- he was upset, angry, confused. how didn't he know? why didn't he click when he heard his second name?

jung.

oh, snap outta it, yoongi. that could've just been a coincidence.
but it wasn't, for fucks sake!

his mind raced at all the questions he needed to ask. dazed, he muttered incoherent words before leaving the room, with jungkook smirking behind.

'now he just needs to let him go back and hobi will be safe from him.' jungkook thought, rubbing his hands excitedly.

how wrong he was.

"bring jung hoseok to me- now." yoongi hissed, speed walking to his office. the maids looked at each other worriedly and he spun round, eyes narrowed. "i won't repeat myself." they scuttled off, yoongi straightening his posture and leaving a sense of dread at his wake.

one of the young women, jang yeeun, had raced all the way to where hoseok was changing. she knocked on the door softly and waited until she heard a small, 'come in' from the other inside. she opened the door, that creaked lowly as she did, and bowed, flushed red.

"mr. min has requested for your presence urgently. please come with me right now." her words came out in a shaky torrent and hoseok's heartbeat quickened, knowing something was wrong. he nodded and slipped on the shirt he had in his hands, rushing after the young girl. with each step he took, he couldn't help but feel scared. for his life, for himself. would yoongi really kill him?

his distressed thoughts were cut off with yeeun pointing to the oak door in front of him before darting away in the opposite direction. he looked at the door and barely even stepped forward when he heard a gruff voice from inside beckoning him to come in.

trembling, he opened the door and entered inside, yoongi facing away from him.
"take a seat."
hoseok did as he was told and sat down quickly, holding his hands. he opened his mouth to speak but yoongi stopped him.
"i believe that you already know you're in trouble, jung." he said the last word bitterly, turning around to face him. "you're associated with the jung's, aren't you?" hoseok froze in the chair, eyes widening at his statement. "your expression is telling." yoongi looked away, his hands turning into fists.

"why didn't you tell me?" he slammed his fist on the table, the younger boy jolting back in shock.
"because.. i knew you'd get angry."yoongi rubbed his temples, fighting the urge to start yelling. he suddenly stopped, looked up at hoseok and a small smirk appeared on his face.

"but, there is something you can do to repay for your actions.."

HI BABIES !!!
sorry this chapter is so short 😢 however next chapter is gonna be some smutty smut smut and i hope yall like it 😎
-author.