Yoongi was a broken, lovesick mess.
He failed to push his love for Hoseok aside.
He will get better.
He'll try to push them aside.
There's only so much he can handle though.
There's only so many times he can deal with Hoseok teasing him.
Sometimes, he makes the mistake of having sex with him.
Of course, he feels sick to his stomach when he wakes up.
He just can't help it.
His heart is stuck on Hoseok.
He'll have him in any way he can.
If the only way he can have Hoseok is by hooking up with him?
That's fine.
The hook ups were becoming frequent again.
Yoongi knew this was just humiliating for himself.
He was embarrassing himself each time he cried Hoseok's name.
And he hated himself.
He hated every inch of his body because Hoseok had touched him so kindly just to get a girlfriend.
Yoongi was crying a lot more.
He felt used.
Fuck, he was used.
It's his fault.
He started this.
He's the one who suggested they fuck.
It wasn't Hoseok.
It was Yoongi.
Now he regrets it.
He regrets all of it, because now he knows what heartbreak feels like.
He knows what it's like to have unrequited feelings.
Yoongi should have ended it as soon as he started to like Hoseok.
He shouldn't have given in so easily.
Yet he did, and now he's sitting alone in his room, drinking some beer and smoking as many cigarettes as he could.
He wanted to numb the pain.
Yoongi can't go on like this much longer but...If it makes Hoseok happy, he should be happy too.
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FanfictionYour drug dealer and fuck buddy is, under no circumstances, your boyfriend.