Chapter 27: Demons of the past

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Yoongi pulled the jeep into the driveway and Hobi and Jimin stepped out, feeling rather sore. “Well, that trip was a total bust” Jimin said with a sigh of exhaustion. “No it wasn’t. At least we got a lead on the yearbook mystery” Hobi said and Yoongi nodded. “And I witnessed a rather cool side of Yoongi hyung” Jimin said and Yoongi looked down, smiling slightly. “My entire personality is cool, not just a side of it” Yoongi said with a smirk looking at Jimin. Jimin laughed and rolled his eyes. “Hobi you agree, don't you-” Yoongi started but then noticed that Hobi had already walked ahead of them, and was unlocking the front door. “What did Jungkook say when you told him about the mystery man who claims to be Taehyung’s uncle? Did he talk to Tae?” Jimin asked, not noticing Hobi’s absence. “No idea. I will ask him later. Although he did say he was going to talk to Taehyung” Yoongi replied as they walked in through the front door. “Why don’t you ask Jungkook now? I would have asked him myself but I am kind of intimidated by Jungkook. Not to mention I strongly dislike him” Jimin said and nudged Yoongi. “I said I will talk to him” Yoongi said, seeming a bit irritated. Now, will you excuse me?” saying so, Yoongi walked away, leaving behind a confused Jimin.
Yoongi stopped outside Hobi’s door, debating whether he should knock. However before he could decide, the door swung open and Hobi walked out, bumping into Yoongi. He looked surprised. “Is everything okay?” Hobi asked. “Yes. Actually, I was hoping I could have a word with you. May I come in?” Hobi nodded and Yoongi entered his room, the smell of freshly washed sheets and sandalwood still lingered in the air, hitting Yoongi with waves of nostalgia. “Some things never change” he thought to himself fondly. “So, what did you want to talk about?” Hobi asked. “I wanted to ask you if you were okay. You seemed a bit off on our trip back home today” Yoongi said, running his hands through his hair with awkward anxiety. “I am fine” Hobi replied curtly. “I know all your tells, Hobi. Don’t lie to me.” Yoongi said softly. “Don’t do this. Don’t pretend like everything is okay between us. Don’t pretend that you care” Hobi said, raising his voice. “I do care about you Hobi, I always have” Yoongi said, holding Hobi’s arm. Hobi pushed him away. “You didn’t seem to care when you hurt me” Hobi shouted. Yoongi looked at Hobi, his fingers felt numb. Hobi sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Hobi, you know I never meant to hurt you. I had no choice” Yoongi said. “There is always a choice, Yoongi. You just didn’t choose me” Hobi said, his eyes raging. “You are wrong. I always chose you. But when I broke up with you, I didn’t have a goddamn choice.” Yoongi said, raising his voice too. “I do not want to have these pointless conversations with you over and over again!” Hobi shouted, slamming his hand onto the table with a loud bang. “I shouldn’t have come here” Yoongi said, his eyes blazing with
rage and he opened the door to leave. “Yoongi leave that poor kid-Jimin, alone.
You will only end up hurting him like you hurt me. Don’t keep telling yourself
that things are different this time, because they are not. You were a coward and
you still are, you didn’t see a choice back then and you won’t see one this time
either. The demons of your past will just manifest into the present.” Hobi said,
his voice threateningly low. “Don’t you dare tell me what I can and cannot do!”
Yoongi spat and turned towards Hobi, anger boiling in every nerve of his
body. Suddenly Yoongi felt a hand grip his shoulder from the behind. “Hyung,
what is Hobi talking about?” Yoongi turned around to come face to face with
Jimin, whose hands trembled as they clutched Yoongi’s shoulder. “How much
did you hear?” Yoongi asked trying to speak in a calmer tone. “Almost everything. I didn’t mean to
eavesdrop; Hobi had left his phone in the car and I came to give it to him” Jimin
explained, slightly intimidated. Yoongi sighed, his anger refusing to fade. Jimin
handed over the phone to Hobi and looked at Yoongi. He was about to say
something but then he left, his expressions unreadable. Yoongi looked at Hobi who
was staring out the window. He sighed and left too, shutting the door behind
him.

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