Yoongi lays on the couch, playing on his phone. Hoseok let him have it after a few hours.
Right now, Hoseok isn't home. He hasn't been home for a few hours. He went off to let off some steam again. At this point, Yoongi knows he went out to kill someone. He said there's a dance studio in the house for him to dance at. Yoongi doesn't like it still. He probably never will. Something stops him from calling the cops.
Speaking of calls, Jin calling Yoongi causes him to lose his game.
"You made me lose!" Yoongi groans when he answers.
"Hello to you, too," Jin laughs.
"What do you want?" Yoongi rolls his eyes.
"I missed my baby."
"It hasn't even been a day," Yoongi scoffs.
"Can we video call?"
"Fine," Yoongi sighs.
"Yes! Namjoon missed you, too. We're both here. I'll call you in a second."
Yoongi doesn't even get a chance to respond when Jin hangs up. Yoongi flinches at the video call, answering it quickly. Both Namjoon and Jin come on the screen.
"Aw, it's our cute little baby," Jin smiles.
"We miss you," Namjoon chuckles.
"Both of you are weird. I've been gone for less than a day," Yoongi rolls his eyes.
"We're dating now," Jin blurts out. Namjoon hits Jin then nervously smiles at the camera.
"Finally," Yoongi laughs.
"Finally?! What do you mean finally?!" Namjoon exclaims.
"You guys have been all goo goo gaga over each other for years," Yoongi snickers.
"We have not!" Jin claims.
"Yoongi! I'm back!" Hoseok shouts in the background.
"Was that Hoseok?" Namjoon asks.
"You heard that?" Yoongi laughs.
"Barely," Jin shrugs. Yoongi turns around when Hoseok's footsteps come near.
"Hey, who are you talking to?" Hoseok walks out coming into the camera.
"Jin and Namjoon called me," Yoongi shrugs.
"We missed our child. Stop judging us, Yoongi," Jin whines.
"You two are weirdos. Let me be gone for 24 hours before you miss me," Yoongi rolls his eyes.
"Well, I got you a soft blanket while I was out. I also got a few other things like fruit, candy, other snacks, drink, and more," Hoseok smiles.
"Wow, can I come over there?" Namjoon laughs.
"Is my cooking not good enough?!" Jin yells.
"Listen, I love your cooking. It's just nice to have a change," Namjoon nervously smiles.
"We need to end this call early, Yoongi. I don't want you to witness your Jinnie commit a horrible crime of brutally murdering Kim Namjoon. Goodbye, honey," Jin hangs up. Hoseok laughs.
"You can't say anything bad about Jin's cooking," Yoongi shakes his head.
"I need a shower. Everything is in this bag. I have blood all over my hands," Hoseok places the bag on the ground.
"Wait," Yoongi tugs on Hoseok's shirt. Hoseok turns back, smiling at the sight of Yoongi.
"What's wrong?" Hoseok raises an eyebrow.
"I want a kiss," Yoongi mumbles.
"You're too shy to admit it aren't you? Too shy to say you want a kiss from a guy who just killed someone," Hoseok chuckles. He grabs Yoongi's face, kissing Yoongi passionately. It's not lustful, but it's a nice, sweet kiss. Yoongi feels awful after Hoseok wording it like that. He is kissing a man who just murdered someone. That same man is spreading the dead person's blood on his face. He feels terrible now.
"Just go take a shower," Yoongi frowns.
"What happened? I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong?" Hoseok's voice is sweet. He could easily pass as a guy with a sane mind. He clearly isn't sane when you know he isn't.
"Just go," Yoongi pushes Hoseok a bit. Hoseok's expression changes from worry to anger. Yoongi helps when Hoseok grabs him, lifting Yoongi by his throat.
"Don't fucking push me," Hoseok growls. Yoongi breathes heavily, adrenaline rushing through his body. Hoseok let's Yoongi go after a bit, sighing. Tears well up in Yoongi's eyes. He wastes no time running away from Hoseok, ignoring his protests and apologies.
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Yoongi has no idea where he's gone to. He didn't explore the home yet, so he completely got himself lost. He cries harder for what feels like hours. He's got nothing besides his phone. He's cold, scared, and alone.
Yoongi eventually caves in, taking his phone out. He goes to Hoseok's contact, calling the number.
"Are you okay?" is the first thing said by Hoseok.
"I don't know where I am. I'm lost, scared, and I miss you," Yoongi sivs harder after saying those words. He does miss Hoseok. He's upset and scared of Hoseok, but he completely misses the horrible man.
"What do your surroundings look like?"
"Your dance studio," Yoongi sniffles, trying to stop crying.
"Oh, I know exactly where you are then. Don't worry, I'll be there."
"Okay," Yoongi's voice trails off.
"Love you."
"Love you too," Yoongi says this completely out of habit with Jin and Namjoon then hangs up. He can't say he takes his words back though. Somehow, his love does only grow for Hoseok. It's a horrible love blooming. He should just call the police and get him arrested, but he can't. The thought tears him on the inside, but Yoongi living with a man who continues to murder innocent souls hurts him as well. It feels like losing Hoseok would be much worse.
"There you are," Hoseok rushes over to Yoongi. Yoongi cries, reaching out for Hoseok.
"I missed you," Yoongi choles on his tears. Hoseok lifts Yoongi up.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get angry at you. I don't mean to hurt you. Do you want to sleep? It's getting late now," Hoseok's voice is soft. Yoongi nods, clinging onto Hoseok. Hoseok nods, taking Yoongi to their room. He lays Yoongi down, giving him the blanket and the bear he gave him as a gift. Hoseok slides into the bed next to Yoongi. Yoongi curls up into a ball, honestly feeling safer when Hoseok spoons him. Yoongi always liked being the little spoon. Hoseok probably knows that. Hoseok probably knows everything about him.
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Yoongi wakes up with a pair of arms wrapped around him. He turns back, looking at Hoseok's sleeping body. He looks peaceful when asleep. It's like everything the man does only makes him fall harder. He hates it. He shouldn't fall for Hoseok. Yoongi sighs. He can't exactly just stop it. His emotions won't let him. Every time he tries to remind himself how bad the man is, he only seems to push it away and fall harder.
Yoongi's stomach growls, signalling his hunger. He hasn't eaten for a while. Probably about a whole day at this point. He didn't eat at all the day before. He wants to get up for food, but he doesn't know how Hoseok will react to walking up alone. There's also the fact that he doesn't know what he's allowed to eat and where everything is. He doesn't want to wake up Hoseok. He looks way too peaceful.
Yoongi looks back down at Hoseok. He's such a beautiful man. There's no denying that. Even Hoseok himself said sometimes the nicest guys are the villains. Yoongi guesses Hoseok was referencing himself. He's such a sweet guy, and he turned out to be the villain. The worst part about it is how Yoongi doesn't even know Hoseok's full potential. Yoongi has no idea how fucked up Hoseok's mind is.
Maybe Yoongi has sympathy for the man. It's not his fault he's like this. There's nothing he did wrong. His mother did do wrong for continuing her drugs while pregnant. It was her fault for discarding her mentally ill child. Maybe that's why she discarded him. She knew she fucked him up. Yoongi can't leave. After having that thought, he can't leave Hoseok. What if that's what Hoseok fears? What if he fears being left again?
"Morning," Hoseok's voice being Yoongi out of his thoughts. Yoongi blinks blankly a few times. Hoseok's morning voice is probably the most lovely thing he's ever heard from another man. His voice is deeper and raspier. It sends a familiar heat down to the put of Yoongi's stomach.
"Good morning," Yoongi barely whispers.
"Did you sleep well?" Hoseok yawns, rubbing his eyes.
"For sure. This is the comfiest bed I've ever been in," Yoongi nods.
"I slept great with you in my arms," Hoseok sits up, grabbing onto Yoongi again.
"Whenever you're ready, can we get food? I'm starving and didn't want to leave you," Yoongi looks at Hoseok.
"We can go now," Hoseok looks about half asleep still.
"You can take time to wake up. You look about ready to fall back asleep," Yoongi laughs.
"No, I can get up. What do you want?" Hoseok stands up, stretching. Yoongi sighs, getting up as well.
"I'll take whatever you're in the mood for. I eat just about anything as long as it's food," Yoongi smiles.
"Easy eater makes my life easier," Hoseok flashes a smile. He honestly does pass as a normal person. Maybe Yoongi brings the normal out in him, or Hoseok could be putting on his act. His act of being normal.
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"Yoongi! Why we're you ignoring our video calls!" Jin shouts. He just woke up not even 10 minutes ago. He's not ready for the yelling.
"I just woke up, Jin," Yoongi sits down at Hoseok's breakfast bar, wanting to be near Hoseok.
"You should give us a tour of the place someday. It seems nice," Namjoon smiles.
"Namjoon is still alive?" Hoseok takes a peek at the screen.
"I barely lived," Namjoon nervously laughs.
"Joon probably fucked Jin into next year for forgiveness," Yoongi snickers.
"Namjoon has a micro-penis," Jin laughs.
"No, I don't!" Namjoon shouts defensively.
"It's probably the same size as Jimin's cute little pinky," Yoongi snickers.
"It's not!" Namjoon whines.
"His micro-penis is what made me forgive him, though," Jin laughs.
"Gross. I was joking around. You just gave too much info," Yoongi shakes his head.
"Shit I'm gonna burn the food," Hoseok rushes over to the stove.
"You're taking cooking from other people now!" Jin exclaims.
"Jin, I'm not only going to have your food," Yoongi laughs.
"This is outrageous!" Jin shakes his head.
"I'm leaving the call. You guys can last a few hours without me," Yoongi rolls his eyes.
"Wait. There's been more murders. It's again by J-Hope. Stays are out there," Jin begs.
"We should let J-Hope skin his face off," Namjoon laughs. Hoseok stands there, listening to the two talk about him while he holds the food.
"Namjoon! What if J-Hope actually does that?" Jin hits Namjoon.
"We can let J-Hope feed him to the rats. Do you think he has pet rats?" Namjoon theorizes.
"Giant mutant rabid rats," Yoongi joins in.
"Teenage mutant ninja rats?" Jin laughs his windshield laugh.
"You ruined the joke, Jin," Yoongi shakes his head.
"I feel like he has a weird animal he feeds people to," Namjoon's voice is genuine this time.
"Why?" Yoongi scoffs.
"It's said they rarely find the full bodies. Most of the time, it's just pieces," Namjoon shrugs.
"Maybe I should let J-Hope kill you," Yoongi rolls his eyes. Hoseok perks up at this.
"Nooo don't let him stab me," Namjoon fake pleads.
"We should put a mask on Yoongi and turn him in. He's a brat for accepting food from other people," Jin crosses his arms.
"Wait, what about Halloween? Isn't that in like a month?" Yoongi furrows his brows.
"Oh shit, yeah. I wonder if the government is just gonna ban masks this Halloween. It would be the perfect opportunity for J-Hope to kill so many people," Namjoon nods.
"I'll bathe in the blood," Yoongi jokes. Hoseok rolls his eyes with a scoff.
"I bet you $10 bucks Yoongi is the killer," Jin laughs.
"Maybe Jin will be my next victim. I'll kill him by not giving him the hugs he desires from me," Yoongi smiles.
"No! That's the worst death ever!" Jin shrieks.
"Maybe I should send J-Hope to kill both of you. You guys are annoying," Yoongi glances up at Hoseok. He seems highly interested in killing the two.
"You say that as if you know him," Jin laughs.
"What if he is a she with a flat chest?" Namjoon suggest. Hoseok crinkles his face, shaking his head.
"Dude, have you seen the pictures of him?" Yoongi laughs.
"He's definitely a dude," Jin scoffs.
"He's lowkey got a hot body though," Yoongi smiles.
"He's still a murderer," Namjoon reminds.
"He's like the hot murderer in the movies. The murderer you end up hooking up with because he's a fucking daddy then he pulls out a whole knife. Next thing you know you're being lowered into your grave because you ended up hooking up with a murderer," Yoongi chuckles.
"I'm terrified of hooking up with people now. Not that I plan on doing it anytime soon," Namjoon laughs.
"Sorry to interrupt, but out food is gonna get cold. Bye," Hoseok waves, hanging up the call. Yoongi turns to the food, all his hunger from before coming back. Yoongi shuts up real quick, eating as if he hasn't eaten for a week.