Nothing to me: Sope

Ten

"This better be good, cause what you did was fucked up." I crossed my arms over my chest and he leaned against my car next to me.

"I didn't post the screenshots, Yoongi."

"Then who did? Did someone sneak into your house and hack your phone?"

"Chill, you said you'd let me explain. After the game, the guys got ahold of my phone, and they figured out my password. They held me back while they posted all of our conversations from Snapchat, I was freaking out. They told me about their plans for tonight, what they were gonna do to you, and they said if I didn't stay out of it they would tell everyone what really happened between you and I, but since I got that recording I think I'm safe. Anyways, after they did all that they hid my phone and locked me in the bathroom."

"Hoseok I- I don't know what to say."

"You don't need to say anything, I was the one that was irresponsible with where I was keeping my phone and my password wasn't very secure."

"Don't tell me it was-"

"It was 123456..."

I laughed. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any dumber."

"Shut up." Hoseok now had his hands pressed against the car behind me and I was in between his arms. He pressed his lips on mine without a second thought. He bit my bottom lip and tugged it.

"Hoseok..."

"Don't do that, Yoongi, you'll drive me crazy." His tongue found it's way back on my neck and I let a groan slip from my lips.

"You ready to get out of here now?"

I nodded, slipping out from between his arms and getting in the car, he walked around the side and got in the seat next to me.

"Fuck, Yoongi, you look really beat up."

I pulled out my phone and looked at the front camera. My nose didn't look broken, thank god, but I had dried blood stains directly under my nostrils and lips. I had a black eye that was all swollen and I could feel the back of my head was all bloody.

It only took us a few minutes to get back to my house.

"Lay down on the couch, I'll get your first-aid kit, I think I remember where it is."

I walked over and did what he said, I didn't have enough energy to protest.

Seconds later, he lifted me up effortlessly and set me on his lap.

"Do we really have to sit like this?"

"Yes." He stated, wiping the blood from the back of my head. "Once I'm done you're gonna have to shower."

"That's what she said."

"It'll be that's what Yoongi said soon."

"G... Gross."

He laughed, set me back on the couch, got on his knees and started cleaning up my face.

"You know I'm not the only one that'll be on his knees tonight." He winked and I felt my face turn bright red. "That black eye is not looking good."

"Yeah, that's normally the case with black eyes."

He started putting the used materials in the trash and cleaning up. I knew all the bruises and stuff were going to be worse where they were kicking me, but I was scared to check.

"Okay, go shower and get all the blood out of your hair, just make sure you don't use shampoo."

"Okay." I started walking upstairs.