Hoseok POV
"What about when you went home with him last night, Hoseok? You went home with him last night, the fans caught you. And it was pretty damn clear that you wanted him. So explain that to me." Yoongi questions reluctantly, a saddened look on his pale face. My eyes widen at the question brought up, not having realized that I'd been caught. I mentally curse Taehyung, knowing that he probably knew about it and did it on purpose.
"Yoongi, I promise it was just because he was taking advantage of how easily turned on I get when I'm drinking. I've not gone out in so long that I honestly forgot about that until you left me last night. He approached me again after you left and I was still decently intoxicated, and Taehyung knew that. I swear, what happened last night was a complete mistake and accident, and I promise it won't happen again." I explain, my throat tight as I speak from the lump growing. At this point, I'm tearing up, realizing just how close I am to losing him. I can see the hesitancy in his beautiful dark brown eyes, not wanting to look up at me. I stay quiet for a minute, waiting- hoping for him to say something. Anything.
"Yoongi, please, baby. I'm sorry for what happened last night. I promise you it won't happen again. Just please. Please, give me another chance. I don't want to lose you. Not when I've barely even had the chance with you yet. I promise I'll do better and be better. Anything to be able to call you mine again." I whimper softly, feeling the tears finally beginning to trickle down my cheeks as my eyes don't leave his face. His still saddened eyes glance up to meet my gaze, not holding eye contact for more than a few seconds before looking away again. Trying to swallow the lump in my throat, I wait again in hopes of the blonde saying something this time.
Yoongi eventually groans and whimpers as he slips the blue candy back between his lips and into his mouth, sitting up and pulling away from the guy I now know to be Namjoon. Despite the candy in his mouth, his lips form a beautiful full pout as he moves back closer to me. I subconsciously hold my breath as I watch his movements, Yoongi moving himself closer to me before resting his head on my shoulder and curling up into my side. His eyes are now fluttering, seeming to struggle a bit to keep himself awake.
"Just don't let it happen again. Don't leave me like that." Yoongi murmurs around the candy, snuggling into me even more. My lips tremble as they form a wide smile, wrapping my arm around him as I pull him closer.
"Yoongi-ah, baby. Come on. You need to get cleaned up before you fall back asleep. You'll get nightmares otherwise and we both know you don't wanna deal with that again." Namjoon says softly. Yoongi scrunches his nose up, whining out in disagreement as he stays curled into my side. Namjoon huffs as the lack of compliance from the blonde, taking matters into his own hands as he scoops Yoongi up into his arms, taking him away from my side. However, Yoongi doesn't argue and merely huffs in annoyance as he adjusts his position in the others arms so that he's leaned against his chest.
I bite my lip awkwardly, remaining in my spot on the sofa in his living room while the other two disappear behind a door. Sighing to myself, I run a hand through my hair as the realization sets in.
He's giving me another chance. He's not kicking me out and hoping to never see me again. He still wants me just as I want him.
Chuckling softly to myself with tears still in my eyes, I tangle both hands into my hair as I relax back against the back of the sofa. I can hardly believe it. I was so sure that he'd want me gone after the shit Tae fucking did. I'm beyond lucky right now, but I can't afford to just risk that. I can't be meeting up with Taehyung anymore, and certainly not with alcohol involved. Not that that should be hard work or anything. I hardly ever see him around to begin with, so it's not like I have to be super watchful of who's around me and what's in what I'm drinking.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, I smile to myself. I just need to make sure I make up for what I did and not fuck up again. Humming softly to myself, I begin to think up different ways to come up with how I can make it up to Yoongi, excited for even having the chance.
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