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Yoongi's eyes fluttered open, the light above him blurry. Actually, everything was blurry and.. quiet. It was nice. Had he awoken up from a bad dream?

"I- augh." He brought a hand to his head, blinking multiple times with a frown. Trying to talk made him realize just how bad his headache was. It felt like someone was pounding at his skull.

Yawning, he tried to focus his vision while slowly sitting up, but his arms shook as he tried using them, causing him to collapse right back down. Fuck. That hurt.

Where was he? Huh, okay, memory. The last thing he remembered was... "Good night, Detective, I'll talk to you in a day or two." And then he fainted.

He quickly brought a hand to his forehead, sitting up slowly and looking at his thigh, which was bandaged up already. Wait- wait.. he wasn't tied up, he was bandaged and cared for, and he was on a couch?.. what luxury is this? Because this surely isn't what he expected to wake up to.

Yoongi looked around the room, finally taking in where he was. It seemed like he was in an apartment living room, but he knew better than that. It had to be another room in.. wherever the hell the past one was.

Security cameras were placed in the corners of the room, making him frown. A large metal door sat on the opposite wall of him, another keypad to leave. Looking to his left, he saw an open, white door, without a handle. Bathroom.

Huh.

Yoongi was worried, how many days had he been out? When would Jimin return? He didn't even want to look in the bathroom mirror, afraid he'd see someone he didn't recognize.

His thoughts were cut short as the metal door opened with a puff of air, the man, who he remembered the name being Hoseok, stepping inside and locking the door again.

Hoseok met Yoongi's eye, a warm smile on his face as he examined the male sitting on the couch with furrowed brows.

"Before I check your wound, I have to warn you. If you try to hit, attack, or trick me in any way, I have full permission to knock you out- oh, and more people will come in, and you don't want that, do you? It seems you don't, you're trembling like a little leaf in the wind!" Hoseok lifted his bucket of supplies, smiling wider as he walked over to Yoongi, sitting on the couch next to the male.

"Stop shaking, I'm not going to do anything to you. We can get along great if you just cooperate."

Cooperate.

Yoongi's sure he had heard that word a gazillion times this week. Week? Had it been a week already? Over a week? It appears he had lost track of time.

Hosoek rolled Yoongi's pant leg up, taking off the old gauze and tossing it in the bucket. He leaned closer to the wound, examining it.

When Yoongi spoke, his voice was slightly scratchy, but not awful. Did Yoongi trust Hoseok? No.. but, he was in a room he couldn't leave, what can you do? "How long have I been here?"

Hoseok hummed in thought, wiping at the thigh with a wet rag, ignoring the sharp inhale from the elder male. "About a month. You've been asleep for a week and a half, but we gave you medicine to keep you that way. It's better for you to heal that way, you know, without your temper causing you to make rash decisions and bring more pain upon yourself."

A frown made its way to Yoongi's face, the male slowly wrapping his arms around himself. "He said- he said a day or two, so why-"

"Things came up. We have a lot going on, actually. Hey, Yoongi, can I ask you a question?" Hoseok wrapped the fresh gauze around Yoongi's thin thigh, sometimes glancing up to meet Yoongi's eye, but the male always averted his eyes.

He nodded, keeping his eyes on his lap. He couldn't help but wonder, where was Jimin? Not that he missed him! No! Definitely not. He just felt weird now that he wasn't waking up to seeing him.

"Why haven't you just given in? I've worked about every possible reason, but none are correct. The people we're after.. they're not good people. They're-"

"And you are?" Yoongi snapped, though a wave of panic immediately flashed across his face and ran through his body as he quickly whispered, "Sorry, sorry. I- I didn't mean to."

Yoongi was a little surprised by his own behavior. Apologizing so quickly? The wave of dread that hit him? Who the fuck was that? That wasn't Yoongi, yet he still felt like it was how he should be. Weird..

Hoseok laughed softly, pulling Yoongi's pant leg back down once he finished. He handed Yoongi a bottle of water, tilting his head. "Yoongi, I don't think you can judge us until you've been on the opposite side of the law. You see, when you're born into a good family or the good side of life? That's all you know. You grow up with different morals. Most of us didn't grow up on that side, so we have different morals, and we view you as the 'bad guys', in a way. Do you understand?"

Yoongi's shoulders were slumped, his eyes roaming across the floor as he tried to process what he had been told. "I don't know." He whispered, scraping his fingernails across his palm. "I don't know." Yoongi repeated.

Hoseok patted Yoongi's back before he stood up, grabbing his bucket and making his way towards the door. "I'll dig some stuff up about who you think is good, then maybe you'll be more open to helping. See you tomorrow, Yoongi."

Yoongi was left with more thoughts and ideas when Hoseok left the room, the headache not doing much to soothe him. God, why was he questioning things now? It doesn't make sense.

But at the same time, he did understand what Hoseok was thinking. He just didn't want to understand it. Didn't want to feel for these people. If he did, who knows what he would do? Turn against his people? ..his people. Right, yeah, they're his people. They have to be.
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Me seeing I have only 10 drafts left:
👁👄👁 I should start writing again. I really need to, in more serious terms. I've just been so busy I haven't had the chance recently.

I hope you're doing well! I am! I'm tired and slightly stressed, but I'm doing good. :) I should sleep, but I've been waiting to play Among Us with a friend, so I'm going to stay up a little while longer for that.

Ilysm. I really do hope you know how important you are. Ah if I could give all of you the world, I undoubtedly would. 💜 stay hydrated, safe, and take care of yourself.

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