Fracture S2 [Yoonseok FF]

● Come Be My Teacher ●

Hoseok knew exactly what he was doing when he followed Yoongi into the club that night, observing his kitten while he danced the night away with those two annoying cops and that whiny little bitch Park Jimin.

It wasn't a coincidence that Hoseok was at the club. He had been stalking Yoongi the entire time from within the shadows, watching his every move and waiting for the perfect moment until he eventually reunites with his kitten.

But, when he saw Jimin making a move on Yoongi, it took everything within him to control the urge to drive his knife up Jimin's ass.

It seems Jimin hasn't learned his lesson from last time. Hoseok made a mental note to teach him again.

Since that night, as well as all the other nights before, Hoseok quietly watched Yoongi from afar, memorizing his daily routines, even down to his delivery routes.

And when Yoongi returns to his home, Hoseok watches him too, hiding in the shadows across the street, counting down the days until they reunite once again.

Living among the shadows isn't as glamorous as some may think. It has ups and downs, and for Hoseok, it was having to deal with starvation and finding a place to sleep.

But those factors weren't so hard for him, especially since he found refuge in the bed of someone he'd never expected to help him.

"Hey, I made some ramen for us."

A timid voice breaks Hoseok from his thoughts, a grin then playing on his lips as he looks over to the doe eyed boy standing awkwardly by the door.

"Thank you so much, Jungkook." The way the younger male's name rolls off Hoseok's tongue was taunting yet playful.

Jungkook feels his skin crawl at Hoseok's presence. Everything about Hoseok screams dangerous; from the voided stare in his eyes, to the smile that hides the sinister presence lingering inside, just waiting to jump out.

So, what happened was, Jungkook was left home alone since he didn't have any classes today, and Taehyung and Jin wouldn't be back till late due to work and school.

This was normal for Jungkook, and on his days off, he would keep himself busy by watching tv, drawing tattoo designs, or if he was really bored, masturbate to porn like any typical college student would do.

But this particular day, Jungkook was feeling restless, and that's because he didn't take his medicine like he was supposed to.

Jungkook was fucking tired of those medications that make him feel so weak and so numb. He hated the way they made him feel like a corpse, a corpse who everyone pitied because he's mentally unstable and has to resort to pills just to function in an already dysfunctional society.

But when he doesn't take his pills, his body suffers from a mild withdraw, which spirals his mind out of control, plunging him into the depths of that red sea, where the corpses of unfamiliar faces silently greet him, and that hauntingly familiar face of the man with the heart smile taunts him.

Unable to handle another second alone, Jungkook went out for a walk around the block, hoping to ease his troubled mind and bring himself back to reality.

It was dark out, with hardly anyone around since they lived in a quiet neighborhood.

Jungkook was so distracted by his own thoughts that he didn't realize he was being followed until he walked through an alley and was pinned against the wall with a knife at his throat.

He got the wind knocked out of him for sure, obviously not expecting the attack, but when he regained his focus, he felt the world slip from beneath his feet as he locked eyes with the man in his dreams.