Into the Shadows

Hard Times

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I don't know what it is... Every single day it's another phone call, yet another rush to help Amber and Namjoon. I love them, they are like family and I wish them no ill will. They have endured so much over the years. When would the torment end? Would it ever end?

I rolled over to look at the handsome man who I'd hoped to have been married to over a year ago. Now... now it's almost as if it will never happen. Maybe I'm being selfish... But I'm tired of waiting to be able to call him husband. Maybe it's stupid. I could wait...

I should wait...

Yoongi's chest rose and fell with a soft smile on his beautifully pale skin, his dark hair falling over his eyes. I snuggled closer into Yoongi's chest, his arms instantly wrapped around me.

I love him so much... I just want it to be just us. It hasn't been just us in so long. Kissing his cheek I closed my eyes to sleep. Having made up my mind.

Almost like clockwork 3 am rolled around and Yoongi's phone started buzzing. Anger pooled in my stomach instantly followed by guilt. He groaned answering the phone.

"What Hobi?" He asked confused rubbing the sleep from his eyes. What was Hobi calling for. Yoongi shot up out of the bed rushing from the room not even sparing a second glance. A moment later the front door slammed shut and my heart fell. This was all too much.

I waited for about an hour.

Yoongi
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3:15 AM

"He did what?" I growled as I slammed the front door to my old apartment. Hobi was sitting on the worn couch rocking back and forth with a frantic Jimin rushing about the apartment trying to find Hobi's comfort plushie.

A small sunshine plush that he had since day one of his support group. It was the only thing that seemed to calm him when the panic attacks set in.

"Jimin... did you check under the bed?" Jimin froze then scurried off towards the bedroom. Poor guy had no clue what to do.

I crouched down in front of Hobi trying to gauge the severity. Why did I ask him to talk to that asshole? What was I thinking?

Jimin returned holding the sunshine plush with little rainbows on its cheeks. It looked so happy. Definitely what Hobi needed right now, his own little sunshine to chase the dark thoughts away.

He sat down next to the shaking man pushing the plush into his lap. Hobi squeezed the plush so tightly his knuckles turned white and he started shaking violently.

"Come on Hobi..." I said soothingly lightly patting his leg. Jimin rested a hand on Hobi's shoulder worry creasing his brow.

"I-I... c-can do th-that for Joon..." Hobi sobbed looking at Jimin for reassurance. Anger skirted across his face for a split second then to that of love and adoration.

"Baby you are so strong... but no one would ask you to do that.." Jimin narrowed his eyes at me before standing up and pointing towards the room. I glanced at Hobi who seemed confused looking from me to his very disgruntled boyfriend.
"Uh...."

"We need to talk.." he snarled storming off into the room. Hobi started crying again curling up onto the couch into the fetal position.

Great...

I got up to follow Jimin reassuring Hobi that I would be right back. He whimpered in response hiding behind the plush.

Jimin was glaring out the lone window in the small room. It was so different in here now. No clothes or books were scattered everywhere. It was nice and tidy no sign I had ever lived here before. Although I'm much cleaner now.

"That man is still a monster!" He spat at the window but directed at me.

"I know."

"And hey you still sent him there..."

The guilt fell like a ton of bricks in my stomach. If I had known that he would be in this state after I would never have suggested he go. We thought he would be the one who could help.

"What happened?"

Jimin was furious as he explained.

"He told him the only way he would do it is if Hobi let him have his way with him."

I felt sick. A knot rose in my chest while I fought the urge to hurl.

"What the fuck?!"

"You sent him to that Bastards house!!" He screamed at me the anger radiating off of every syllable.

I had no words. So I went back into the living room where Hobi was now sitting up straight. His head slowly turned until his eyes met mine.

"Yoongi... I can..."

I cut him off.

" No Hobi... we'll find another way." After I said that I left, breaking out into a run once the door slammed home.