Victim | YOONSEOK ✔

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Hoseok and Yoongi footsteps splashed onto the wet, slightly flooded road a they made their way towards the odd, yellow-tiled building.

They were drenched from head to toe, Yoongi swore the water even leaked through his fucking pants. However, one thing that kept the boys restrained from cursing at the rain extremely loudly, was the fact that they were holding hands.

Of course, it obviously wasn't in that way. But because Hoseok had insisted for them to hold each other's hands just so he wouldn't slip and fall again.

Totally not in that way. Hoseok definitely wasn't trying to let any of his feelings about Yoongi out.

He truly wasn't. Hoseok didn't want Yoongi to steal his heart even more than he already had.

Sighing at the complexity of his problems, he glanced at Yoongi who was muttering something about the 'fucking rain'. Hoseok thought he looked cute with those pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows, however, he caught himself staring and looked away with a slight frown.

The things he would do to make Yoongi his. The things he would do just so they weren't just a kidnapper and his victim.

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The boys arrived at the door step of the weirdly pink building. Hoseok squinted trying to look for a doorbell in the growing darkness of the evening, and well, the gray clouds too.

Yoongi shivering from the cold, just decided to knock.

One knock.

Two knocks.

Three kno-

The door was opened to reveal a man with wild, spiky green hair, and a red sweatshirt, he was wearing rather short shorts. He had a tall, well-built frame, Hoseok saw Yoongi gawking at his thighs, the elder's mouth open.

Hoseok cleared his throat, snapping Yoongi out of his daze. "We were told you could help us, so could you maybe let us in?" Hoseok gestured to him and Yoongi being wet, and no not in that way.

"Oh, right. Come in." The man had a slightly, Australian (?) accent.

The boys walked in, water dripping off of them in gallons as they made their way inside the man's house. Despite it looking so peculiar on the outside, the house was pretty home-y on the inside, seemed cozy too.

Yoongi looked at the rather, not-so-expensive interior design. He hadn't seen another person's house, it definitely wasn't as modern and sleek as his mansion. However, he never really liked huge, lonely buildings so a small yet cozy house was like heaven to him.

Hoseok smiled at how fascinated Yoongi seemed to be at the interior of the house.

The man cleared his throat, "You look, um... wet."

Yoongi rolled his eyes at him, "You think?"

"I'll just go get you some clothes, I guess." He rushed to what seemed to be a small bedroom, leaving Hoseok and Yoongi alone.

The awkward silence lay over them like a huge quilt, threatening to suffocate the boys unless someone didn't break it.

"Yoongi-"

"Hoseok-"

The boys said at the same time, their cheeks turning pink.