Yoongi and Hoseok were currently in the hallway of Yoongi's office. All doors had been closed from Yoongi for privacy reasons.

Hoseok- Hoseok...

Hoseok was currently sobbing quietly, his face turned away from Yoongi as he really felt like he didn't want to speak at the moment.

Yoongi felt like absolute shit. He didn't think all this would've happened...

Fuck... Hoseok must be feeling completely awful and oh my god this is all my fault and I have to fix this.

Apparently, it wasn't such a good idea to punch John in the face after calling Hoseok a faggot and a slut for being in a relationship with another guy. And with none other than Min Yoongi, who was awful at romance as John noted.

Hoseok had ran out the office crying his heart out. He truly felt awful. He couldn't believe how Yoongi's colleague treated his boyfriend. And how he had possibly treated him in the future.

Hoseok didn't mind being called a faggot or a slut. He didn't care. He never cared for what people thought.

Besides, he wasn't even gay. He just loved Yoongi.

He can't find himself loving another man if that man isn't Yoongi.

The only and only thing he hated about himself was how soft he was. How he will never be able to stand up for his boyfriend. All he can do is cry.

"Baby I-" Began Yoongi, but got interrupted from Hoseok shaking his head rapidly. "No. No please. I'm so sorry babe. I'm so sorry." He said, voice coaxed from crying.

Yoongi blinked. "What? For what? And why are you even sorry?"

"I didn't know you were being treated this way at work. If I knew, I would've said yes to moving to L.A. with you." He sniffed, and slowly, very slowly, turning a little bit around to face Yoongi.

"I'm so sorry..." He whispered, small and fragile, oh so fragile, that if Yoongi didn't talk back to him in the same tone or ever lower, he would actually break.

Yoongi. Was. So. Confused. "I'm sorry, I think I've misunderstood. You are sorry because I'm being treated a little bit bad from my colleague? You are sorry? You are?" Hoseok nodded frantically, wiping his running nose with his left sleeve.

Yoongi was so red.

He couldn't find anything to be more appealing or matching the moment from what he did next.

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