Victim | YOONSEOK ✔

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Shit.

What would Yoongi do now?

He should've thought in the first fucking place.

Fucking piece of shit-

Yoongi scowled at the showerhead as if everything were it's fault, when in reality it probably wasn't. But that's what happens when Jung Hoseok  decided to mess with Min Yoongi.

"Jung!" He yelled, hoping Hoseok would shear him through the splashing of the running water.

"Jung! You piece of shit!" He screamed. "Jung Hoseok!"

"What the fuck do you want?" A muffled voice yelled back from behind the door.

Yoongi turned the shower off, he couldn't scream any longer. His throat hurt and he was feeling pretty drained out from shouting. And considering he hadn't had much food for two days, the energy that he needed to scream wouldn't come to him.

"I don't have any clothes, what do I do?" Yoongi asked. However, as soon as he asked that question be immediately knew Hoseok was smirking like a pervert.

"And?" Hoseok's muffled voice asked.

"Get me some clothes, you baka- I mean, bitch." Yoongi's tongue slipped.

"Baka?" Hoseok asked, with a second of silence followed by laughter.

Yoongi was getting annoyed.

"Are you serious?" Hoseok could be heard mocking Yoongi from behind the door, "What? You're a wee-"

"Shut up, Jung!" Yoongi yelled, embarrassed. "I need clothes, Jung!" He whined.

"I'm not getting you any clothes, just wear the ones you were wearing before."

That would've been a great idea.

Except Yoongi left his clothes outside and he did not trust Hoseok enough to close his eyes and not peek at Yoongi while he rushed out to get them.

Also, gross! Yoongi wasn't gonna wear that stinky shit.

"But they're dirty." Yoongi complained, "I'm not wearing that disgusting crap."

"Just put on this hotels cheap-ass perfume or cologne or some shit. I don't give a fuck." Hoseok mumbled.

"Fuck you." Yoongi said, for the nth time. He couldn't believe he was about to say this, "Jung, can you pass them to me?"

Hoseok was lucky Yoongi was not there to see him. He wouldn't want Yoongi to see his pink tinted cheeks.

"Get them yourself." Hoseok finally spoke.

"Jung!" Yoongi whined loudly. "I'll stay here for the rest of my life and you'll never be able to get your money." He threatened.

Hoseok knew Yoongi wasn't lying. The blonde's stubborn ass was stupid enough to stay true to his word.

"Fine." He groaned, roughly grabbing Yoongi's clothes and opening the bathroom door. However, before he could so, he was stopped by a frantic Yoongi.

"Wait!" Yoongi interrupted him, "Close your eyes." He commanded.

"How the fuck will I see where I'm going?" Hoseok questioned, putting a hand over his eyes.

"Just do the fucking thing- give me my clothes." Yoongi awkwardly stood there with the towel around his waist, watching Hoseok blindly wobble around trying to find where Yoongi was.

The blonde reached his hand out, "Give it to me." He reached for the clothes and was about to grab them when Hoseok slipped on the soap bar with a yelp and landed on the floor with a loud thump.

Hoseok's leg shot forward, kicking Yoongi who lost his balance and too slipped.

Hoseok sat there groaning, his eyes still squinted shut as Yoongi screamed and fell on top of him.

"AAAH! GET OFF!" Yoongi yelled, trying to scramble away from Hoseok but he failed as the two were literally tangled together like headphones.

"NO, YOU GET OFF OF ME!" Hoseok screeched, struggling to keep his eyes closed as he tried to push the almost naked Yoongi off of him.

"STOP TOUCHING ME, THE FUCK?" Yoongi shrieked. Yoongi squirmed around trying to free himself from Hoseok but it was pricing difficult as the darker haired male had no idea what was happening as he couldn't see shit.

The two boys were stuck on the floor writhing around, one almost naked as they tried to get off each other. As an attempt to free himself, Yoongi accidentally kneed Hoseok in the balls.

"AH FUCK!" Hoseok screamed in pain, clutching his balls.

"I would say I'm sorry, but I'M NOT. SO FUCK OFF." Yoongi exclaimed, "NOW GET OF- WOAH!" Yoongi fell to the side, Hoseok had pushed him off. At least now they were finally free.

"MY FUCKING-" Hoseok groaned in agony, doubling over and curling into a ball on the floor.

Let me tell you ladies, your childbirth pain comes very closely with the pain of getting hit in the balls.

Yoongi took that time to quickly get dressed, and cringe at the smell.

"You piece of shit-" Hoseok spoke through gritted teeth, he slowly recovered from the pain as Yoongi just watched him with an expression that said 'oh shit'.

Hoseok looked angry.

Like pissed.

A whole other level of pissed.

He got off the floor, supporting himself with the sink. "I'm gonna fucking get you for that." He grinded his teeth.

Yoongi gulped.

And ran out of the bathroom.

"Where do you think you're going?" Hoseok asked before running after him.

Yoongi screamed, and ran out of the hotel room. He was running through the hall, his heart thumping out of his chest as he panted for breath.

However, Hoseok had caught up to him.

The dark-haired male shoved Yoongi against the wall roughly and his gloved hand made his way to his neck.

Hoseok tightened his grip on Yoongi's throat, pushing him against the wall, as Yoongi choked.

His legs gave up on him as he tried to kick Hoseok in that same spot again, and he gripped at Hoseok's arm as a weak attempt to pry his hand off.

"Can't... breathe-" Yoongi choked out, his head was spinning as water gathered in the corners of his eyes.

"Don't. Do. That. Again." Hoseok spoke through gritted teeth.

"Hoseok-" He gasped raggedly, clawing at his hand. He let out a strangled scream as he felt his breath slipping away from him.

Hoseok let go of him at the last second.

Yoongi gasped loudly, dropping to the ground on all fours as he coughed and gasped, trying to regain his breath. He roughly choked, the feeling of almost being strangled to death wasn't a pleasant experience.

Hoseok watched the boy on the floor with horror. What did he do?

He looked at the boy and then his hands.

Shit.

It had almost happened again.

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