"how was it?"
Hoseok asked one exhausted Jungkook who just got back from his job hunting. He sat tiredly on the chair. Sweats dripping down from his face down to his neck. The white suit that he borrowed from Namjoon was drenched. Jungkook tried hard to smile at him, but Hoseok knew him so well. The utter disappointment was clearly painted on his face.
It's been a week since he was out from the prison and it's his fourth day of trying to look for a job. Jungkook was all aware how an ex convict would be treated once they are out, he thought he was all prepared, he thought he was fine of being rejected countless times but when the rejection came with disgusted stares, with foul insults and with unfair accusations Jungkook felt his resolution weakened. He could not imagine how much more his brothers would feel disappointed with him. He did not want to depend on them anymore.
Hoseok noticed how upset Jungkook was. He patted the slumped shoulder after handed him a glass of water.
"Maknae-ya, cheer up. It's okay. You can try again. Don't show me the sad face or I'll be crying here."
He teased. Face already hardened. He knew Jungkook hates to see any of them crying and that was the call to grab Jungkook's attention towards him, eyes searching for any sadness in his hyung.
"Hyung, don't.."
Hoseok smiled. He caressed the cheeks, noticing that now it's shrinking more. The baby fats were all gone. The maknae's eyes crinkled with worries and burdens. He sat beside Jungkook before passing over one card towards him.
"Here, the NGO center that I used to work at now in need for many volunteers for their upcoming event. Maybe it's not permanent, maybe it's contracted but I'm sure you can try there. I'm sorry I can't offer you to work in our store yet, we had some difficulties because of the ongoing pandemic. We had to fire some of our workers too."
Hoseok sighed. The current situation really affected his shop as they had to close their operations for a few months and suffered a huge loss. Both of Namjoon and himself were feeling bad as they could not help Jungkook as of now.
Jungkook's face instantly brightened. He grabbed the card and brought it to his chest, feeling thankful that at least he would have another chance to try. He hugged Hoseok tightly, mushing his face in his hyung's shoulder. Once again, he was indebted to his brother. He could not imagine what would happen to his life if only he did not have his brothers. He could not imagine it. No. He preferably refused to imagine it.
"Thank you hyung, thank you."
He can feel his eyes hot, crinkling with tears that almost dropped shamelessly. Hoseok rubbed his back softly whilst nodding his head.
"Hyungs are here, Jungkook. We'll stay. You are not alone okay. You can always depend on hyungs. We believe at you. You'll get there. We'll be better. We'll be alright."
Hoseok closed his eyes tight, afraid that his own tears were going to betray him along. He patted the hair and kissed the cheeks, feeling overwhelmed with the situation. Hope exists and he wished Jungkook would never stop to keep hoping and dreaming big.
They parted from the hug after a while, laughing afterwards after realising how long they were hugging unaware of anything surrounding them.
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<2020, present>
Incheon, South Korea"You stole the money aren't you?!"
Loud, the accusation from one of the staff. Frantic and nervous. Few people surrounding one man in the centre, a few of other man holding on him.
What was happening?
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Taehyung asked them. He walked fast to the scene. There was clear irritation on his face. The staffs knew him. As Seokjin's friend, as their boss's biggest share partner as well as Seokjin's admirer and because of his title everyone acknowledged him.
Taehyung rushed to the middle of the crowd, eyes gazing seriously at the situation, it's not helping when Seokjin was already stressed enough with the event.
Seokjin was still in the office handling sudden issue about the participants and Taehyung offered to look on the commotion.
"I'm sorry Mr. Kim, we could not find some of the money to be given to the participants. There were missing from our locker. I'm so sorry."
The staff looked scared, she was the one who was responsible to keep the money but now it's all gone.
"and what's with this guy?"
Taehyung focused at the guy who is squirming hard in the grabs of few men. He never saw him before. The man looked mad and furious.
"He stole the money!"
One staff screamed, loud, judging, accusing while hitting the man's head hard.
The said man was pushed to the floor. The fall was hard but he braced the impact strong. Still remained silent and cold even though every eyes was now focusing on him, voices muttering millions of words and curses.
"what we should do sir? he has been quiet since just now so we don't know where is the money" the same staff reported, legs sometimes kicking on the fallen man.
Taehyung watched the situation angrily, he hated how any mishaps or sudden problems that occured towards Seokjin would cause his friend to worry and sad. He walked fast towards the man and grabbed the shirt hard, yanking him to stand up.
"Hey stand up! I've never seen you before and as a first timer, how dare you stole the money!."
His eyes menacing pointedly glaring at the man. He grabbed the bulky shoulder harsh seeing how the man kept quiet and unresponsive to their questions.
It annoyed him.
"Tell me your name. Why are you quiet?!"
"He never speaks, sir. We just met him today," few staffs came at him, cornering the man. Nudging him, pointing fingers at him.
"Hey, speak up!!!"
He screamed, irritated how the man only staring back at him, eyes red and wild. Teeth chattering, fisting his hand hard. His cheecks vibrated from how hard he biting his lips.
Dush!
One punch hard on the face making him stumbled back. Taehyung lost his patience over the silence. He's not easily got mad but when it comes to Seokjin, he would do anything to protect him. There was blood tricking from the man's lips but his expression remained unaffected. He did not flinch even though everyone was focusing at him.
The guy wiped the blood on his cheeks, eyes boring hard on Taehyung. Hints of anger was clearly painted on his face, somehow slightly unable to mask the expression despite his calm demeanor.
"What are you looking at kid?"
Taehyung was all prepared to give him another punch seeing the quite young man's fists were all buckled up to fight back and this time he's not stopping anymore. He dashed to Taehyung fast, blood boiling up all ready to send him his punch, not noticing for another presence in between them.
"Argh!"
The surrounding was suddenly silenced. Gasps and small screams were heard. Everyone was surprised. Loud thud from the fall clearly meant how strong the push was.
Jungkook froze.
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Thank you for reading^^Hello?
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