Body Count -Yoonseok {COMPLETE}

Chapter 5

Seokjin and Jungkook's eyes went wide at their boss' words. Siwoo was his rival? On one hand, they were surprised, but at the same time, they weren't. No one was supposed to know if you were a part of the mafia, with few exceptions.

"Rival? What do you mean?" Hoseok broke the silence, sniffling softly. He moved over to hug Seokjin since Yoongi intimidated him.

"None of your business," Yoongi snapped at the brunette, turning his attention back towards his workers.

"He needs to stay here then. We can't have Hoseok here getting out and ruining things."

"W-What?" Hoseok's eyes widened as he looked between Yoongi and Seokjin.

"What's he talking about, Hyung?"

"Don't worry about it, Hoseokie. I'll explain later," Seokjin reassured, though Hoseok still felt uneasy.

"Since he's staying here, we can go get a few things from his apartment," The eldest suggests, everyone (except for Hoseok) agreed.

"We'll be back soon, Hobi. Don't worry, Yoongi-hyung won't hurt you," Taehyung smiled and hugged Hoseok before walking out with his boyfriends.

It was silent for the longest time between Yoongi and Hoseok before the oldest broke the awkwardness. Yoongi slid a plate of food across the table, motioning for Hoseok to sit down, which he did. The older male joined him with his own plate soon after.

"So... can we play 20 questions?" Hoseok asked quietly after a moment. Yoongi choked on his food, coughing before clearing his throat. He chuckled quietly and shook his head.

"Why?"

"C-Cause you said I-I was gonna stay here so I wanted to g-get to know you..." Hoseok felt small under Yoongi's gaze. He felt stupid for even suggesting something like that. Yoongi sighed.

"Fine. You go first." Hoseok smiled, thinking of a question to ask him.

The two spent almost an hour asking and answering questions, ignoring the fact they were way over 20 questions. Yoongi had learned a lot about Hoseok, things like his favorite color (Which is green), that he owns a flower shop, his favorite flower (Buttercup), how soft and sensitive he was, and many other little things.

Hoseok didn't learn a lot about Yoongi. He learned basic things like his favorite color (Black), and that he was friends with Seokjin and Jungkook, but for the most part, he answered with "no" or "I don't know"

"Ok um... I don't know, what's your body count?" Hoseok asked. Yoongi thought for a minute before answering.

"Do you mean how many people I've killed or how many I've dicked down?"

"W-What?!" Hoseok froze, staring dead at the man across from him.

"Well, since you'll be staying here for a while, as far as I'm concerned, I might as well tell you..." Yoongi sighed. Hoseok was afraid again.

"I'm a mafia leader," The older male responded casually. Hoseok felt his heart drop into his stomach. He stared at Yoongi, terrified.

He was about to live with a mafia boss? Did that mean Siwoo was in the mafia? Is that what he meant by rival? So many thoughts swarmed his head, he didn't realize his breath was uneven and he had tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Hoseok?" The brunette slicked his eyes up to meet Yoongi's, pure terror shown as he looked at the raven-haired male before him. Yoongi could tell he was scared, though he wasn't sure why. He was about to get up to calm him down, but three men walked in before he could even stand.

"Hoseok!" Seokjin dropped the bags he was holding and rushed over to Hoseok. He quickly picked him up and sat the crying boy on his lap. It wasn't out of the ordinary that Hoseok had panic attacks, so this was a normal thing for them.

Seokjin pushed Hoseok's head against the left side of his chest and rocked him slowly. He hummed softly and soon felt Hoseok's breathing slow down, which was good.

"Is he ok?" Yoongi asked once he noticed Hoseok's eyes flutter shut and his breathing slow.

"It doesn't take much to cause a panic attack. He doesn't have the best past," Seokjin spoke softly, trying not to wake Hoseok.

"So why can't you tell me?" Yoongi arched a brow, eyeing the males in front of him.

"Because it's not my story to tell. You can ask him later, but don't attack him. If he feels cornered he'll react how he did a moment ago," Yoongi nodded at Seokjin's words, sighing softly.

"Yeah, Hyung, so you'll need to be nice, if that's even in your vocabulary," Jungkook snickered, earning a glare from his boss.

"I can be nice! I was nice to him this morning when he was sobbing!" Yoongi groaned.

"Whatever, Boss. I'm going to lay him down and when he wakes up, Be. Nice." Seokjin warns. Even if Yoongi was Seokjin's boss, Seokjin was older, so Yoongi was going to respect him and his smol bean friend.

Seokjin walked upstairs and laid Hoseok down, covering him with the blanket. He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before walking out and going back downstairs.