6 Years - Hoseok x Reader (COMPLETED)

Chapter 25 - No Contact Allowed

Disclaimer: There is some intimidating content in this chapter, which some may find triggering. Please read with caution!

            Weong-Bin had good connections. He was able to get out on bail just as noon was starting to poke its head around the corner. The next day, thanks to his parents and a few of his coworkers. He didn't expect anything different, and he was glad he could finally relax in his home until his trial. His lawyer was beside him as they exited the prison, making sure to remind him that he was to have no contact with his family before the trial, and to spend his time following the rules and creating a good defense to make sure that he was only able to be found innocent. As he walked out the door, descending down the steps of the jail, he saw a car with his parents waiting on the street. He also saw Myung-Dae, standing at the bottom with his arms crossed. Weong-Bin let out a frustrated groan as he saw Myung-Dae approach him.

"Don't forget you aren't allowed to contact anyone-."

"I already told him. Relax." Weong-Bin's lawyer said quickly. "Just keep your distance, will you? Mr. Cho does not need to be harassed right now."

"Yeah well, neither did his ex-wife but look at where we are." Weong-Bin couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, that was funny. It'd be funnier if it was true, but good job. Maybe you should be a comedian, Officer." With that, he walked past Myung-Dae and headed towards his car, giving his mother a tight hug. He took one more glance at Myung-Dae and his lawyer, waving them both off as he slid into his car, and his parents followed, before pulling out of their spot and driving off. Myung-Dae watched the car drive off, then glanced at the lawyer, who checked his watch and turned to him.

"You heard him, become a comedian." The lawyer joked, chuckling as he headed down the street. Myung-Dae sighed, pulling out his phone and being quick to dial your phone number.

It was lunch time, and you were at work typing away on your computer. A father had brought in his young son who was throwing up and had to be taken out of school, the poor young boy hysterical as he buried his head in his father's shoulder.

"The doctor will see you as soon as he can." You motioned to the little garbage that was placed in front of the counter. "Feel free to take that to your seat, just in case." The man offered a quick thank you, and you smiled as you watched him walk with his son and the garbage can, trying to isolate themselves from the other small group of patients throughout the waiting room. You leaned back in your seat, looking at Jungkook, who was scrolling through his phone. "Any interesting news?"

"No, not really." He said. "Just typical stuff; scandals, idol news, stuff like that." He said. "How's everything with uhhhh-." He saw your eyes cast down. "Eh, sorry. We don't have to talk about it."

"There's really nothing crazy to talk about. He's not supposed to contact anyone, and this weekend I start working with the prosecutor to prepare for the trial." You chuckled. "My parents are staying close by until this all blows over, with Taehyung, and we're working on moving Hoseok in..." you sighed. "There's a lot of stuff going through my mind, but it'll be okay once all this stuff is over." You leaned forward, resting your chin in your hands as your let your mind start to drift off.

I want to tell my parents and Taehyung about the baby from the college. I haven't yet. With everything going on right now, it's been a real weight on my shoulders.

I can only imagine.

Will you...help me?

"I'm here if you need anything, Noona~." Jungkook said happily, offering you a kind smile as you were pulled out of your own thoughts. You chuckled.