Fracture: Unhinged [Yoonseok FF]

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"Nasty little whore." Hoseok sneers, his voice dropping an octave, his thoughts suddnely shifting into a darker headspace. "I should fucking tear this little asshole apart and make you lick out the blood from your ass."

The pyscho moans at the disgusting words used against him. But this time Hoseok slaps his hand over his mouth, shutting down Yoongi's moans. He keeps his pacing firm, not going too fast or too slow, but enough to get the psycho tethering close to his orgasm.

Yoongi grips Hoseok's wrist, wanting to pry Hoseok's hand off his mouth, but Hoseok keeps it firmly in place while he fucks Yoongi.

"Gonna have my pretty little kitten dripping with blood and cum by the time I'm done ripping this ass apart." Hoseok's tone turns darker than ever, the crazed look in his eyes is proof enough that Yoongi's influence and presence is affecting him.

Yoongi pulls Hoseoks hand off his mouth and grabs him by the back of his head, smashing thier lips together in a lust crazed, teeth mashing kiss. "Fuck yeah, make me fucking bleed, Hoseok." Yoongi whines into Hoseoks mouth, absolutely falling for this side to Hoseok.

Hoseok breathes in Yoongis moans and short breaths, both feeling their orgasms approaching as their bodies shudder from each others touches.

But suddenly a knock at the door breaks the sexual tension, followed by Jimin's voice calling out for Hoseok.

"Hyung, its me, Jimin! You mom let me inside."

Hoseok stops mid thrust, looking at Yoongi with fear rimmed eyes. Yoongi stares back at him, unbothered.

"Hyung? Are you okay?" Jimin knocks at the door again, this time twisting and turning the doorknob. "Hyung, please answer me." He knocks again, much harder.

"Tell him to fuck off. We are not done yet." Yoongi mutters under his breath.

Hoseok glares at him. "We are now." He says, pulling out of Yoongi. "Get dressed and hide." He whispers as he gets off the bed and fixes his pants, his cock already deflating from Jimin interrupting.

"Hyung?"

"I'm right here Jimin. Give me a sec, I just woke up." Hoseok calls back to him, silently motioning Yoongi to get off the bed.

The psycho scoffs and gets off, muttering a string of curses under his breath as he doesn't bother to put any clothes on and slides under Hoseok's bed.

Jimin knocks at the door again, this time Hoseok answers it, plastering a tired smile on his face. "Jimin! What brings you here?" He asks.

Jimin stares at Hoseok for a moment, then looks past his shoulders, not seeing anyone in Hoseok's room. "I came to pick you up for school." He says, casually letting himself into Hoseok's room. "I also want to drive you to work today too. Sanggu was pretty pissed off you didn't show up. Not even a phone call."

"Fuck." Hoseok slaps his head, unable to believe his irresponsibly. He was so preoccupied with Yoongi that he totally forgot about work.

From underneath the bed, Yoongi can see Hoseok's bare feet and Jimin's sneakers. Jimin was close to bed, and he sees Jimin take another step, before the bed frame above him dips and groans, hinting that Jimin is sitting on it.

If this little asshole doesn't fucking leave, I'm going to kill him.

"I covered for you and told him you weren't feeling too well. So if he asks, you tell him that." Jimin says when he sees the panic on Hoseok's face. "Relax hyung, I wasn't there yesterday because of school work, but Taehyung and Jungkook took our places."

"Oh no." Hoseok groans, Jimin laughs alittle, nodding in agreement.

"Oh yes. The dynamic duo of dumbasses drove him crazy too." Jimin tells him.

"I'm going to get an ass full of his ranting today." Hoseok mutters, already hearing Sanggu's bitching in the back of his mind.

"I'll be getting it too, so we both can share it together." Jimin teases with an airy giggle. "Get dressed hyung. I'll wait here."

Hoseok hesitates, not wanting to look down to the bed, where Yoongi is hiding. "I just need to shower first."

"That's cool. I can wait." Jimin replies with a warm smile.

Hoseok slightly gulps, but nods with a smile of his own as he goes to the bathroom to take a shower.

While he's showering, Jimin glances all around Hoseok's room, looking at the various awards and such on thw walls. His eyes then shift down to the ground, a dirty backpack next to the bed.

"Strange..." Jimin gets off the bed and approaches the backpack.

Yoongi stares at Jimin's feet, his breath caught in his throat as he sees Jimin kneel down to observe his backpack.

Go ahead. Touch it so I can snap off your sausage fingers and shove them up your ass.

Jimin reaches his hand out to touch it, when suddnely his wrist gets grabbed.

"Don't touch that. It's dirty and needs to be washed." Jimin looks up at Hoseok, whom was dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Oh, sorry hyung. I was just curious." Jimin tells him with a toothy smile.

"It's fine Jimin." Hoseok tugs Jimin to stand up, gesturing him to sit on the bed again. "Just give me a few minutes to get dressed."

"Sure." Jimin shrugs his shoulders, watching with a smile as Hoseok goes to his closet to get changed. "Hyung, who was that guy you were with yesterday?"

Hoseok stops mid step, his heart lurching into his throat. "What?"

Jimin notices his hesitation. "You ran off with him yesterday. Had us worried." Jimin adds, tilting his head aside to look at the dirty backpack. "Who was he?"

"He's...nobody." Ouch. Those words coming from Hoseok stung, and Yoongi was feeling it.

"He was just someone who was feeling sick. So I took him to the hospital." Hoseok adds.

Jimin nods. "Okay, just checking. With this serial killer still on the loose, we can't trust anyone these days."

"Right." Oh god, if only he knew the killer was under Hoseok's bed, butt naked. "I'll get dressed. Why not wait downstairs?"

"Its okay hyung. I'll stay here. I'll close my eyes." Jimin covers his face with his hands, giggling lightly.

How about I rip them out of their sockets and chew on them while yoi bleed to death. Yoongi mutters in his own mind.

Hoseok huffs out a chuckle and quickly gets dressed. Once done, he grabs his backpack and his belongings, giving the room a once over glance, before turning to Jimin with a smile. "Ready to go?" He asks.

Jimin nods, glancing over to Hoseoks bed for a sec before taking Hoseok's hand. "Yup, let's go before Taehyung and Jungkook come searching for us." Jimin says as he tugs Hoseok out the door.

As soon as they leave, Yoongi crawls out from underneath the bed, a murderous gleam shining brightly in his eyes as he glares at the door frame.

"I'm a nobody?" He huffs, clearly appalled, even more when Jimin held Hoseok's hand. "Damn sunshine, now daddy is going to have to punish you for that." He says reaching down to his backpack and unzipping it.

He takes out his knife and observes it, feeling bad he has neglected it, as well as his homicidal needs.

"Your friend is right about one thing. You can't trust anyone these days." He says to himself, chuckling under his breath as he swabs his thumb along the sharp end, already planning out his next murder.

"Not even a nobody like me."