In Hell With You

Anywhere

Three rings of fire appeared on the cracked grounds of hell, and they released Satan with his two followers, who spun around haphazardly and landed on the floor with matching groans of pain.

Satan huffed out a laugh before tapping his cane on the ground, a puff of smoke appearing around him to reveal a fine tux and gold rings on his fingers.

He sniffed haughtily at the duo before saying, "If I hadn't had to pick you both up from that troublesome place I wouldn't have to be late at my cousin's bachelor party. What a waste of time."

"But you do know being fashionably late is in, right?" Hoseok tried to bargain. Yoongi stared at him with wide eyes before focusing on Satan, who hummed in thought.

He grinned and said, "I suppose you're right. Well then, I'm off. And don't do anything reckless like that again, okay?" He bared his sharp and long fangs at them and disappeared with a swish of his cane.

The air was silent before the two exchanged glances. They smiled at everything that had happened so far, a snort escaping Hoseok and a giggle sounding from Yoongi's throat.

Before long they were rolling on the dusty grounds laughing, having a good laugh after the terrifying situations and heavy emotions they had to deal with minutes prior. It was good to feel light and bubbly, like everything was going to be okay in due time. And they felt it. They might not be in a kingdom where goodness was flowing and grapes were being offered every other hour, but this hellhole was their home, they've come to realize. It certainly wasn't that pleasant, since there were wandering spirits and decapitated souls floating about. But that was the uniqueness of hell. And they can't believe it took a journey to heaven to realize that.

And it was nice to have a good laugh, especially when you've had someone to experience the roller coaster ride with. Someone you know and trust.

"Thanks for making me go through everything," Hoseok said as he wiped a tear from his eye.

Yoongi had his palms flat on the ground behind him. He had an easy smile on his face, the hot wind blowing through to ruffle their hair and clothes.

"And thanks for agreeing to ever go through that. I couldn't find another person who'd enjoy and just be themselves around me." He chuckled. "I'm glad I found you Hobi."

He smiled softly as he stared at the older with practically heart eyes.

"I'm glad too."

Again, the air grew thick with tension and uncertainty as the seconds ticked by, both wanting to say something vital to the other.

Yoongi decided to just go ahead and say what he wanted ever since he found out Hoseok died.

If he could survive an encounter with Satan and God then he could handle saying his true feelings. What's the worse that could happen?

Almost immediately, scenarios that were too plausible to happen invaded his head. Hoseok might laugh and disregard his affections. He might feel disgusted because he might love someone else. Or he'll just brush away the feelings and continue on as friends. The possibilities were endless and suddenly Yoongi didn't want to say anything that could ruin what they had now.

Hoseok beat him to it.

"I uh- I wanted to tell you something hyung," he started uncertainly, eyes on the ground. Yoongi was looking at him but Hoseok refused to meet his gaze. "I remember that we used to talk and hang a lot. You knew that I loved to bake and I knew you were an excellent rapper."

Hoseok smiled at the memories and continued talking to the floor.

"Time passed and suddenly, something changed. No, our relationship didn't but something inside me yearned for something else other than the late-night talks and casual hand touches. Part of me wanted to know how your lips felt or how you'd be jealous whenever someone got too close to me. I know it's silly but that's what my mind sometimes conjured: images of us on a picnic or riding a two-seater bike. Stuff like that."

Yoongi could definitely see a growing blush with each passing second Hoseok continued to speak. He wasn't sure if Hoseok was aware but it seemed like he was too caught up in confessing to even notice.

He scooted forward so that his hands could reach his. As their hands intertwined again, Hoseok stopped talking in favor of staring at Yoongi's soft reserved smile.

"I like you too pabo."

Hoseok opened his mouth to speak but was given no chance as Yoongi slotted his mouth against his in a hot and passionate kiss. He was caught by surprise but eased into the kiss readily, clutching at the fabric of his hyung's shirt and pressing himself closer to him so their chests touched.

Yoongi pulled away to pepper kisses on the younger's neck and chest, eliciting tiny giggles of merriment and glee as he squirmed under the older's undivided attention.

The mint-haired man pulled back to slap Hoseok's arm.

"Stop laughing; you're ruining the moment."

"But it's ticklish!" Hoseok explained for lack of a better answer, and Yoongi rolled his eyes before melding their lips together again.

"That is so fucking hot," a third voice commented, and the pair jumped three feet apart with tomato cheeks and too ragged breathing.

The face and smirk was awfully familiar. Yoongi's brain clicked as he saw the ersatz headband atop the short hair.

"Tae-mi!" he gasped out, wiping the saliva off his mouth and jaw to somehow regain his dignity. He stood and stepped closer to the teen when she backed away with raised arms.

"Whoa no no way gramps. You're not touching me when you've just been lip-locking with your boyfriend. Annyeong oppa!" she added sweetly to Hoseok, who nodded dumbly and smiled for good measure.

This perked Yoongi's attention.

"You're calling me an old man and him 'oppa' when I'm basically a few years older than him? Rude. I'm your oppa too!" he said at the stubborn girl, who shook her head and hoisted Hoseok to his feet.

"Nah. Someone's gotta do the family tree right. Isn't that right oppa?" she added to Hoseok, who nodded cheerfully.

"You traitor!" seethed Yoongi. "After all I've done for you."

"Well I can't resist kids, and hey, you've got my attention too with those killer looks. I'm not going anywhere," Hoseok winked before linking his arm with Tae-mi's as they walked and chatted along.

Yoongi continued to mock-glare at them before sighing and smiling at the pair. His gaze then went to the artificial sun, hanging low as ever as if descending to the other part of the world.

He turned back to the two retreating figures and ran after them.

"Wait up you two!"

Aannddd that's a wrap! Thank you for reading and sticking by despite the very very VERY slow updates! Hope u enjoyedd as much as I enjoyed writingg. Now, off to my other uncompleted and unpublished works! See you there!! 😘😍❤️❤️💜