Hoseok was sat on a chair in the staff room. He was staring blankly at his bag in the floor holding his phone, Wallet and a few other necessary things.

He didn't really know what to think. Hoseok had been feeling all of these new, amazing emotions for months, and now he finds out that Jungkook has a boyfriend? What madness is this?

How cruel can life get?

But then he remembers. What did Jungkook know? How would Jungkook know that Hoseok had a burning love towards him? Such a passionate love. How would he ever know?

It's not his fault. Hoseok would never blame something like this on him.

For some reason, Hoseok didn't particularly want to talk to him now... He just wanted to go home and be left alone. That's what he wanted.

So Hoseok stood up, and left the staff room.

He switched the restaurant lights off and locked the door behind him.

"Hoseok hyung!" Called a familiar voice, which seemed to strike pain in his heart, rather than a spark of hope.

"Oh... Hi Jungkook..." Hoseok smiled weakly, not even looking into his eyes. The other man was stood on the other side of the road smiling, waiting for Jungkook.

"Do you want me to walk you home? To catch up a little?" Jungkook has a Constant Spring to his step.

Hoseok didn't want to.

"Actually Jungkook, I think I'll catch the bus home tonight. You can just go home now... if you want..." Hoseok felt so upset, and so sorry for saying such things to him.

"What? Are you sure? You don't want to talk?" Jungkook's voice sounded a little let down.

"No it's fine... you can head home. It's late and it's cold. You might catch a flu or something." Hoseok tried to smile the best he could.

Hoseok could tell Jungkook was surprised, and a little hurt. But he really didn't want to talk to him tonight. And he didn't really want to be around that other man either...

"Oh... we'll only if you say so Hobi... I'll see you next week then. Love you bro." Jungkook patted his back and waved with a smile which didn't look as bright this time.

"Yeah... okay, bye." Hoseok watched as Jungkook left, crossing the road and leaving with the other man.

Hoseok didn't even have the audacity to respond to his "love you bro."

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Hoseok didn't catch the bus home. He walked alone, in the cold.

Tomorrow was his day off and he was planning to do nothing, again.

Actually, he didn't particularly want to go into work next week either. He decided he was going to take the weak off.

He was physically and mentally exhausted from everything, and he was pretty sure he just went through a major heart break. He didn't have the energy, at all.

Hoseok lay in his bed, scrolling through past messages between him and Jungkook.

He was actually beginning to think that Jungkook might like him back, but oh how the tables and turned.

Reading those messages, it actually hurt. Maybe it was best that he kept away from him this week. He should use these next few days to heal up again, hopefully get over it.

But he really didn't know how.

He felt a single tear fall down his face as he snuggled up in his blankets, feeling himself drift off into a quiet slumber.

A/N

It's a short chapter, I know... But I didn't really know what else to write from here on. I'll carry on in the next chapter though, don't worry...

I know my writing isn't the best but whilst I'm typing this, I'm truly imagining it and it's making me sad :(

The fact that Hoseok is so heartbroken makes me want to give him the worlds biggest hug. He really does deserve all the affection he can get and more.