Punish Me {Hoseok ff}

22. The Beginning Of...

Y/N POV

I had fun drinking with Jin, something about being around him made me feel like a normal teenage girl, he was the safe option and less dangerous than the sadistic path with Hoseok. Speaking of Hoseok, everyone was at the new house except him, I called him and his phone rang a few times before it went to voicemail. I didn't like this feeling in my gut, I needed him to be okay, I needed to get this off of my chest.

Jungkook was sitting on one end of the couch to console Jimin. Yoongi and Taehyung were on the other end staring at each other lovingly, I admired how much Yoongi cares for my brother it made me wish Hoseok cared for me that much. My phone chimed and I frowned, it was only Jin asking for Hoseok made it in yet.

Suddenly there was frantic knocking on the door and when Jungkook opened it he nearly screamed.

"Hoseok-hyung!"

We all gathered at the door to see a bloodied Hoseok with his eyes closed laying limply in a taller man's arms. The man had a slight glow to his skin, his platinum hair is what really caught my interest. He brushed past us and placed Hoseok on the spare table in the dining room.

"Jungkook, I need some towels to remove all the blood. Jimin go with him and grab wet ones. Yoongi, I need you to hold his head in place."

Everyone scattered to this man's orders and I wondered who he was to them and what was he about to do to Hoseok.

"You," he directed his tone to me. "There's two metal defibrillator plates under the sink. Grab them and bring them here and hurry, his breathing is getting shallow."

I didn't hesitate to move exactly where he said to look, the plates were heavy, Yoongi had to come back and help me bring them to him. He prepped everything that everyone gathered and told us all to take a few steps back. Hoseok looked limp and lifeless, like the life was leaving his body.

The man pressed the plates to Hoseok's chest, once, twice, three times. His body jolted off of the table then back down again, after two more times Hoseok was gasping for much needed air while clutching his chest.

"What happened? How did I get here?" Hoseok frantically looked around the room at all of our faces, his gaze turning hard and stopping at the platinum-haired man. "Study. Now." He says sternly and hops off the table as if he weren't moment's away from death. 

Once they were gone everyone else went back to what they were doing, it's as if no one was bothered by that man or his presence. Someone was going to tell me what was going on so I got up and walked towards the study, Hoseok's booming voice stopped me from opening the door.

"She wasn't supposed to meet you like this! I was supposed to get her to finally tell me what happened and then explain how it all went away."

"If I hadn't been driving here like you asked me to I wouldn't have found you Hoseok, you'd be dead right now and sorry your life is way more important than keeping a secret."

"Fuck Namjoon, well now you see her. Kim Taehyung is her brother and my father wants them both. Who knows what he could be planning against me, you, Yoongi. We could all be in danger and I know you are the only one with expertise in handling messy situations."

Messy situations? What do they mean?

"I know how to handle most things Hyung, but only because I stay out of the public eye. There's a reason only the five of you can call me. With the exception of Kim Taehyung, he had to call me when he snapped due to his trauma. I didn't know he was dating Yoongi though."