Fracture [Yoonseok FF]

● After Party ●

The screams all around grow louder and louder, and Yoongi's grip around Hoseok's neck tightens even further to the point where he can literally feel the frantic beating of Hoseok's pulse on the pads of his fingers.

Black dots cloud Hoseok's vision, his breath leaving him slowly, like a deflated balloon losing its air.

"D-Detective...M-Min..." he utters, everything starts spinning, the ground sways underneath Hoseok's feet as he begins to lose consciousness. He keeps staring into Yoongi's eyes, at the soulless, dead expression that's a nightmare to most, but a wet dream to Hoseok.

Yoongi tilts his head slightly, his hair masking over his eyes - shadowing them, and cackles loudly - baring his gummy smile. The voices, the screams, the moans, all of them orchestrating a chaotic tune in his head, triggering him.

It also doesn't help that he and Hoseok are covered in blood, which only triggers him even more.

"Yoongi!" Namjoon screams out as he exits the back entrance and runs up to Yoongi, yanking him away from Hoseok.

And just like that, the trance breaks and Hoseok falls to the ground, holding onto to his nearly crushed throat while gulping for air like a fish out of water. Fuck, it was painfully good.

Yoongi stares down at him, blinking a few times, registering what the hell just happened.

"Shit..." he mutters, clenching his fist as he looks to Hoseok, whom was swallowing gulps of air. He almost snapped, almost lost control and became the monster he fought for years to get rid of.

Namjoon approaches Hoseok, kneeling down and placing his hand upon his shoulder. "Sir, are you alright? Do you need medical attention?"

"I'm fine." Hoseok manages to spit out, a weak smile crossing his lips. Well, it's not like he's gonna tell the detective that he's turned on from getting choked.

"Namjoon.." Namjoon looks up at Yoongi, eyes wide when he sees his partner panting really hard and staring at his bloody hands.

Namjoon gets up and grabs Yoongi, holding him steady as he forces the shorter male to look him in the eyes. He's been through this before, enough times to lose count, but he knows how to level Yoongi, bring him back to his senses.

"It's okay." He says, his voice is low and smooth, comforting Yoongi. "Baby it's okay."

Baby? Oh hell no.

Hoseok is disgusted. How dare this tall, big tiddy bitch call his kitten baby!

How. Dare. He.

Hoseok scoffs, slowly rising to his feet, his lips curling into a snarl as he stares at the detectives. His hand slowly moves behind, reaching underneath his shirt to grab at his hidden knife. One slice, just one good slice across his throat and it will be one less bitch to deal with.