Body Count -Yoonseok {COMPLETE}

Chapter 4

TW

mentions of rape and abuse (kinda)

He trailed his hand up the boy's thigh, squeezing it once he reached the top of his thigh, close to his member. The smaller boy whined, biting his arm trying to hold back his sobs. The man above him smirked as he attached his lips to his neck. He tried to push the man off, but he was too weak. He shook his head in an attempt to shake off the creepy, disgusting man, but all that earned him was a harsh bite to his shoulder.

Hoseok jolted awake with a loud shriek. He was sweating and crying and shaking. The boy looked around noticing he wasn't at home, or even at his friends' place. His head was pounding and he felt like he was gonna be sick. His breathing was still erotic, but only worsened when he heard foot steps from the hall. Hoseok whimpered when the door opened, quickly diving under the covers.

"Hoseok?" A gruff, but calm voice was heard, but Hoseok only shook more. He was sobbing into a pillow and trying to calm his breathing.

"Hoseok," The voice called out again. Hoseok whimpered loudly when he felt a dip in the bed beside him. He didn't want anyone near him, he just wanted to curl away and hide.

Hoseok let out a scream and flinched when he felt a hand on his back. He started sobbing and shaking harder than he was before. He could barely breathe at this point and just wanted everything to stop. Before he could process anything, he was pulled into someone's embrace. Hoseok squealed, trying to get out, but failed.

Hoseok continued to cry his heart out into the stranger's chest, not caring anymore. He felt a hand rubbing his back and another running through his messy locks. Hoseok began to calm down by the actions, also from listening to the stranger's heartbeat.

"Are you ok now?" the man asked softly. It took Hoseok a minute but he nodded, not moving from their current position.

"W-Who are y-you?" Hoseok asked in a small voice. He was trying not to cry again, but he was terrified.

"You can call me Yoongi-Hyung. That's all you need to know," Yoongi gently pushed Hoseok away, the smaller boy slightly pouting.

"Yoongi-Hyung.... How d-do you know my name?" He looked up at Yoongi with teary doe eyes. Yoongi looked away from the boy in front of him and cleared his throat.

"Heard it from a friend. You got completely wasted and Seokjin asked me to bring you here since he didn't have room and he claimed you couldn't go home," Hoseok's eyes widened as a few pieces of the night before came back to him. He had a look of terror on his face as a few tears rolled down his cheeks. He mumbled something that Yoongi couldn't quite catch.

"What was that?"

"I-I want Hyung... Please, call Seokjin-Hyung," Hoseok breathed out shakily, wrapping his arms around himself. Yoongi could tell he was scared, more than scared, but he didn't know why he cared. He was a guy who's killed thousands of people in just his 25 years of life, so why did he suddenly care about some crying stranger?

Yoongi nodded and pulled out his phone, shooting Seokjin a quick text. He stood up and looked at Hoseok. His gaze intimidated Hoseok and reminded the boy slightly of him, but he wasn't him... right?

"You want something to eat? Seokjin said he'd be here in 15 minutes, He's bringing Taehyung and Jungkook." Hoseok only nodded, sliding out of bed and following Yoongi downstairs.

U-Um... Hyung?" Hoseok's voice was a bit raw from crying and screaming, but he got Yoongi's attention.

"Hm?"

"Can I have something for my headache?" Yoongi thought for a minute before softly chuckling to himself. He forgot Hoseok had a hangover. He was kinda shocked the boy hadn't puked his guts out yet.

He walked to another room for a moment before coming back with two pills in his hand. Yoongi made Hoseok a glass of water and gave him the water and meds. Hoseok quietly thanked him and took the medicine. Hoseok honestly didn't know if Yoongi had drugged him, but he didn't care at this point. At least maybe it'd end or pause his current suffering.

Yoongi was in the middle of making breakfast when he heard his door being thrown open.

"Where's my baby!" Hoseok jumped but smiled when he heard Seokjin's voice. Taehyung ran in behind Seokjin, the two instantly hugging their best friend. The smaller brunette giggled and hugged them back. Jungkook walked in as well, smiling at the friends.

"Thanks for letting him stay here, Bo- Yoongi," Seokjin smiled and caressed Hoseok's hair, something Hoseok always loved.

"Yeah, it's fine. Although he woke me up from his screaming," Yoongi said, not intending to be rude, but it came out that way. Hoseok pouted and sighed as he hugged Taehyung, Seokjin still playing with his hair.

"What? What happened, Hobi?" Taehyung frowned and looked at Hoseok.

"U-Um... H-He got me a-again an-nd he h-h-hurt m-me and d-did things I-I don't l-like," Hoseok began to cry again, ignoring the fact he was being stared at by Yoongi oddly.

"How about TaeTae and you go lay down while Yoongi finishes breakfast, ok?" Seokjin smiled when Hoseok nodded, guiding Taehyung to the room he was in before.

"Ok, what was all that about? He was hyperventilating and sobbing when he woke up. He freaked when I just tapped him," Yoongi asked, staring at Seokjin with a dark glare. It wasn't intentional, but he was so used to glaring at people to get answers that he became a habit.

"It's not my story to tell, Yoongi. I would, but I don't think Hoseok wants someone he doesn't know to know his back story," Seokjin sighed and walked over to Jungkook, laying his head on the slightly taller male's shoulder. Jungkook wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's waist and smiled. He knew of Hoseok's past, but he never brought it up since it was a sensitive topic.

"Ugh... whatever," Yoongi grumbled and went back to cooking.

"All I can tell you is that he needs a place to stay-"

"No."

"Yoongi-" Seokjin got cut off again.

"Seokjin, I said no. I don't know him and I'm not going to let him stay here unless someone can give me a good reason," Yoongi turned around to face the couple who also worked for him.

"What if-"

"Hyungie..." The three males turned at the small voice by the entrance of the kitchen.

"Why can't I go home?" Hoseok frowned as he clung to Taehyung's arm. Seokjin swallowed before answering.

"I went to check on you yesterday before I came to the bar, and I saw that your door was open. I peeked inside and the apartment was a huge mess and someone was passed out on the couch," Hoseok gasped softly, his eyes filling with tears again.

"No... no no no! Where am I supposed to go?! He's absolutely ruined my life! What did I ever do to him?! I hate Siwoo! I hate him!" Hoseok yelled out frustratingly. He hated this. Why couldn't he just go back to his flower shop and no one hurt him? Sadly, that's not how it works.

"Did you say Siwoo?" Yoongi questioned, everyone looking in his direction.

"Yes, that's his ex, why?"

"He's my rival."