Through The Scope || Yoonmin

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Yoongi drowsily opened his eyes, seeing nothing but a blurry light. His vision was slow, everywhere he looked being nothing but a blurry mess.

Yoongi blinked time and time again, trying to regain focus. Silent. It was eerily silent, and he didn't know how to feel about it. Blinking again, he slowly sat himself up, rubbing at his tired eyes as he did so.

The last thing he remembered was passing out on the couch after Hoseok had changed his bandages. Hoseok. Where.. oh. Right. He had told him he planned on showing him the justice system was corrupt and that the people he trusted were bad? Who knows, Yoongi didn't feel ready to think about that.

The door swung open, the male from his thoughts entering the room and crossing his arms. As soon as the door was open, Yoongi realized it was rather loud outside his room. Sirens could be heard, gunshots, shouting, and loud footsteps.

Flinching, he looked up at Hoseok and brought his body closer to himself. Hoseok put his hands on his knees, bending forward to look at Yoongi better. "I've got someone here for you. Remember our chat? I told you I'd dig up dirt on people you thought you could trust." Repressing a chuckle, Hoseok sat down next to Yoongi and rubbed his hands on the male's shoulder, waiting patiently.

Jun-ho walked in and shut the door behind himself, dragging a spare chair to the middle of the room. He heard Yoongi's breath hitch when he saw him, which, he wouldn't lie, stung his heart a little.

"Meet Jun-ho, one of Jimin's men. But you already know him, right?" Hoseok held Yoongi down when the male went to stand up, his eyebrow raised as he stared at Yoongi's face.

Yoongi's throat hurt and his eyes stung with tears. He opened his mouth to curse, to ask for him to deny this, but nothing came out. After all, it had to be true. Jun-ho sat across from him, unbound, and without a scratch. Hands trembling, he looked Jun-ho up and down, a sudden realization dawning on him.

"You set it up.." He barley whispered out, his cheeks heating up as he kept his eyes locked on Jun-ho's blank ones. "You- I trusted you!" Yoongi raised his voice, his eyes going wide. He wrapped his hand around Hoseok's wrist, moving his hands off his shoulders. "You fucking used me, didn't you? You didn't care for me at all. I was just a pawn in your game, huh?"

Jun-ho shook his head as Yoongi stood up, not missing how he winced as he put more pressure on his leg. Jun-ho stood up aswell, kicking his chair behind himself and putting his hands out in front of himself.

It was true. Jun-ho got Yoongi to come in for work on Friday, because that was the day Jimin had to abduct him. It would look like a robbery, but it wasn't. They needed Yoongi all along, and they didn't care about the money.

Originally, he just wanted to get the job done. But along the way, Jun-ho found himself not only attracted to Yoongi, but wanting to be his friend. It wasn't entirely true that he didn't care for the male.

"Yoongi-"

"No! Dont 'Yoongi' me. Hoseok was right." He laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh. No, this one was a laugh at his own stupidity. A laugh at his mistakes, all while he allowed tears to roll down his face. "I thought I was getting away from everything all along, but I wasn't. Fuck, and I've been blaming myself for getting found, when all along, it's your fault!" Yoongi shoved Jun-ho harshly as tears streamed down his face. Behind them, Hoseok watched the scene with amusement.

When Jun-ho looked to him for help, he only shrugged, a small smirk set on his face as he got in a more comfortable position on the couch.

Hoseok didn't owe Jun-ho anything. That's how he liked things. If he owed you, he'd repay that debt immediately- but he made sure never to owe certain people things.

"Yoongi, I'll admit, I used you. I did, okay? But- but I wanted to be your friend. I cared-"

The sound of Yoongi's palm connecting with Jun-ho's cheek forced Hoseok to cover his mouth, the man dying of laughter. Yoongi gave Jun-ho a look of absolute disgust. It would make almost anyone feel uncomfortable.

"If you cared about me, I wouldn't fucking be here!" Yoongi shouted, his lips trembling as he turned around and looked at Hoseok. His glossy eyes made Hoseok clamp his mouth shut. "I don't want to be near him."

Jun-ho's face showed the utmost look of offense. He furrowed his brows, lightly touching Yoongi's shoulder. "C'mon, you can't be serious! You can't trust him more than-"

Yoongi swatted Jun-ho's hand away as if it were an annoying fly you wanted nothing more than to kill. His next words were filled with absolute hatred. "He hasn't lied to me, so I think I fucking can. You're dead to me."

Hoseok's face was red by the time he was done holding in his giggles, the male breathing in deeply to keep himself from laughing out loud. Clearing his throat, he got up and walked over to Yoongi, looping his arm around his waist to help him stand. "Yoongi, I have something I need you to do."

As Hoseok pushed past him, Jun-ho stood there with clenched teeth. Putting his finger up to his ear, he clicked his microphone on. "I did it." His voice was forced out, but soon he was hearing two voices.

"Mm-mm! I love the sound of that. Now, Hoseok, show him the files. Dress him up and then tie his arms.. I don't trust him enough yet. I want everyone to get ready." Jimin's voice was filled with amusement, yet at the same time, there was a hard undertone to it.

Taehyung, on the other hand, didn't sound as cheerful. "Stop fucking around and get to doing something else, Jun-ho. We don't have all fucking day, if it wasn't obvious!"
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i love writing taehyungs character lmao.