Victim | YOONSEOK ✔

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Hoseok couldn't take this shit any longer.

Agnes had been going on about her fucking cats for a whole hour. If she didn't stop, Hoseok could've sworn he was gonna explode.

Hoseok had unknowingly fucking memorized the names of all of her twenty-five cats. Hoseok couldn't do this any more.

He had even contemplated pulling his knife out and stabbing her in throat so Yoongi wouldn't have to sit in his lap anymore and Agnes would shut the fuck up. Then he could easily just push her corpse out of the car, and drive towards Seoul all by himself.

However, when his hand made its way towards his knife, Yoongi glared at him and stomped his shoe on Hoseok's, crushing his foot.

"You little bit-" Hoseok bit his tongue, he didn't want Agnes to think anything suspicious was going on.

Yoongi smirked, Hoseok shooting him a scowl with a murderous glint in his eyes.

"-And Mr. Tiddles had children with Linda. Their children were beautiful, gorgeous black fur and blue eyes- hmm... you seem tired, dear." She glanced at Yoongi and then back at the road.

Yoongi yawned, "It's not a problem, Agnes."

Hoseok scoffed, looking outside the window. It still hadn't stopped pouring and by the look of it, the rain wasn't going to stop any soon either. It was more like the weather was getting worse by the second. Hoseok's legs had been cramped under Yoongi's heavy ass for more than an hour and he would literally kiss the floor whenever they reached Seoul.

He sighed, all of this shit would be over soon. And then he would never do a kidnapping job ever again.

His eyes fell on the back of Yoongi's head (well, that was all he could really see other than Yoongi's back).

What would happen to Yoongi after he had delivered him to Namjoon? Would he be okay-

Wait what? I don't give a fuck about him, not at all. Nope.

He's an annoying little shit who destroyed my fucking car, kicked me in the balls TWICE, wasted my fucking money, and he has cute cheekies and a small cute little nose and-

wHAT the fuck-

Hoseok was shocked at himself.

Why did he find Yoongi adorable? He was his fucking victim for fuck's sake, he should just concentrate on getting the money.

Yeah.

-

Yoongi listened to the radio blare as his eyelids grew heavier by the second.

Suddenly, he was snapped awake by a familiar voice being heard from the radio itself.

"I miss my little bro."

Seokjin's cracking voice spoke.

"We didn't get along too well, I mean it wasn't his fault, we weren't actually brothers. But I still love him, you know. Wherever you are, please come back to me Yoongi. I miss you."

Yoongi felt water gathering in the corners of his eyes, but he frantically wiped them away. He didn't want Agnes to question him or do anything else.

However, it was hard for Yoongi. He missed Seokjin a lot, too much actually. He knew he wasn't really too nice to him either, but he loved his brother.