Help me, please || Jung Hoseok x BTS

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No One's POV

After Hoseok had left his new friend's house he walked home. They offered to give him a ride but he refused kindly, but not before getting everyone's number to keep in touch.

He walked down the lonely road with only the street lights to show his way.

"Hey fucker." He heard a voice call from the left of him. Hoseok froze and looked over to see a man covered in tattoos with a sick twisted grin on his face.

The man cackled and walked closer and Hoseok could see he was holding a switchblade in his hand and was inching closer by the second. Hoseok stayed still and didn't move which caused this man to grab his hair. Hoseok closed his eyes tightly as the man pressed the blade to his neck.

"Be a pretty little boy and let me play with you."

"You better step the fuck away from him or I swear to god you will end up dead." Namjoon spat.

The man laughed and spoke, "And what are you going to do about it?" The man yelled, looking around and only seeing the tall boy.

Little did he know the rest of the boys were scattered around him leaving no room to escape. They didn't mean to follow Hoseok but they were all worried about the broken looking boy.

Jungkook had made it up behind the man and pressed a gun to the back of his head.

"Don't fuck with us or you'll deeply regret it. But when your sorry ass is dead there won't be much thought about it will there."

The mans breath hitched, he slowly brought the nice down and swiftly turned around trying to slash Jungkook but the rest of the boys were quicker, taking him down to the ground in a quick motion. He struggled, calling out many names.

Jin knelt down next to the mans ear and whispered, "You mess with him or any of us again, you'll have a lot more to worry about then a bruised body. Got it?" The man growled but the boys picked him up and shoved him away.

"Go on hoe bag, so long honey boo boo." Taehyung said, giggling at his choice of words.

"Hoe bag, really? That's what you come up with?" Jimin asked as a smiled grew on his face the further the ugly man got away from them. 

"Hey, Hoseok, are you okay man?" Namjoon spoke as he put his hand on the boys back lightly, but he flinched. They all made a face but understood that Hoseok was a troubled boy just from looking at him and didn't further question his actions.

"Do you want to come back to our house honey? You can sleep in my bed, I wouldn't mind rooming with Joon tonight." Jin uttered to him, hoping he would say yes.

Hoseok wasn't sure if he should, he already felt like such a burden even though these people were extremely caring and saved him from being assaulted. 

"I guess so. Thanks Jin." They all sighed in relief as their new friend agreed to stay the night. If he had went home he wouldn't be able to protect himself and that was all their biggest worries.

"Come on guys, lets bounce!" Again Taehyung started giggling at himself. A cute grin on his sweet face.

They all walked in little clumps, Taehyung and Jimin together, Jin and Joon together and Hobi, Suga, and Kookie walked in the back.

"Tell us a bit about yourself Hoseok." Suga asked, a content look on his face.

What could Hoseok tell them? His parent were in jail, he wants to die, his body is littered in scars, he doesn't want to scare them away.

"U-uh well, there isn't really much to say I guess." He said in a shy voice. Suga saw the discomfort on the boys face and decided not to push any farther. The house was in sight and some of them started running. Hoseok walked slowly with Suga. He found the boy cute but was super shy with all of them. He hoped that there would be no more questions, and luckily there weren't.

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