Hope | Yoonseok

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"We have no destiny assigned us:
Nothing is certain but the body; we plan
To better ourselves; the hospitals alone remind us
Of the equality of man."

W.H. Auden

-

"Happy belated anniversary." Taehyung heard a voice before Hayun popped up in his field of vision. "I see they removed the neck brace." Taehyung smiled, reaching out for Hayun's hands. "You're either really late or way too early." Hayun sat down, squeezing Taehyung's hand. "I just want an excuse to give you a present." Taehyung pouted. "I haven't been able to buy you anything, not last month, not this month."

"You have until march, don't worry." He said with a comforting smile on his face. "That doesn't make up for month one."

"You still being alive was the best present I could've gotten." He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on Taehyung's forehead. "Wait- shit am I allowed to touch your head?" Hayun panicked, Taehyung had to try his best not to laugh in his face. "No no, it's fine." He let out a breath of relief. "Okay good uhm- I got you a uhm. It's not that much but I wanted to make sure you could keep it with you."

"What is it?" Taehyung heard the rumbling of bags before a plushie popped up. "I got our picture printed on it, I hope you like it- else I can buy some-"

"I love it." He grabbed the plushie with his left hand while his right was still holding Hayun's hand tightly. "I might have a little bit of a present." Taehyung said, catching Hayun's attention. "What?"

"I love you."

Hayun didn't have the time to let those words sink down. The door got smacked open, Hayun nearly jumping out of his skin. "I got your food!"

"I forgot to mention they're here." Hayun turned to see Seokjin and Jimin holding bags of food. "Oh you're here too! Don't worry we bought too much anyway, you can have as well." They put the bags down on the table. "Here's your shake Tae." Jimin sat it down on Taehyung's little plate, he carefully tried sitting up, Hayun quickly jumping in to help him. "Take it easy." Taehyung smiled at him. "I will."

Hayun leaned in closer to make sure Taehyung's neck was well supported against the bed. When he was near his ear he whispered a soft. "I love you too."

-

Hoseok sat out in a waitingroom aimlessly scanning through the magazines. He was waiting for Yoongi to finish his therapy session, the poor boy would only step a foot out if there was someone aroynd. A woman approached Hoseok, sticking out her hand. Hoseok looked up, confused, but shook the lady's hand anyway. "Ready for your appointment?"

"What?"

"You're not here for therapy?" Hoseok slowly shook his head. "I could've sworn I saw s-" The door to one of the rooms opened, Yoongi walking out. "Hi babe, how did it go?" Hoseok called out, Yoongi looking weirdly at the lady next to Hoseok. "Fine I think." Hoseok put the magazine down and stood up to walk to Yoongi. "Excuse me, young man." Hoseok turned back to the lady. "Yes?" She reached in her pocket and gave Hoseok a little card, her contact information on it. "In case you do need it." She said before disappearing. Hoseok looked down at the card and stuffed it away in his pocket. "What happened?" Yoongi asked, grabbing Hoseok's hand. "Nothing. She confused me for someone else." Hoseok smiled down at him, carefully leaning in to shortly connect their lips. "Let's go." He guided Yoongi back to the elevator, Hoseok shortly looked back at the room the lady disappeared in before giving Yoongi his full attention again.

-

"Why did she give you that card?" Hoseok looked up from his homework. "Hmm? Oh uhm, maybe she is just trying to earn more money." Yoongi shook his head. "The therapists over there don't work like that, they are already quite well known." Hoseok saw the worried look in Yoongi's eyes. "Well it's not everyday to hear that your friend almost died and your boyfriend got raped. I was a little stressed about it, but I assure you.... I'm fine." He smiled kindly at Yoongi, cupping his cheek. Yoongi placed his hand on top of Hoseok's leaning into his touch.

"Okay, I trust you."

"Good." Hoseok said with the sweetest tone in his voice before returning to his homework. "Going to school tomorrow?" Yoongi pursed his lips and shook his head. "No... The therapist gave me a lot to think about."

"Okay, that's fine."

-

Hoseok quietly shut the door of the house, suspecting everyone would have already gone to bed.

"Sup." Hoseok's eyes bugged out while turning towards the voice. There Seokjin sat, wrapped in a blanket burrito and a tub of ice cream on his lap. "Why are you sitting here in the dark?"

"Eating."

"You could've put the lights on for that."

"I could've. But I didn't." Seokjin replied, Hoseok took off his shoes and placed his bag down on the floor, scanning over Seokjin once more.

"...Wanna join?" Hoseok sighed and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a spoon from the drawer. Seokjin extended his blanket, allowing Hoseok to snuggle under it as well. Together they dug in, eating as much ice cream as their tummies could take.