Hoseok got more worried when he didn't find Lisa and Yoongi in the cafeteria. He looked all over, and scanned every person. He searched the library, the guys' bathroom for Yoongi, and even different classrooms for them. He spent his whole lunch looking for the two, but he wasn't able to find either one of them. Again, neither one of them responded to his texts or calls. He continously checked his phone for messages, calls, voicemail's, or anything from them, but there was always nothing. "Hoseok?" A teacher stopped him in one of the Junior classrooms. He turned around to be faced with his reading teacher. "Yes ma'am?" He looked up at her. "What are you doing in here? You're supposed to be at lunch." She told him. "I know. I'm looking for my friends." Hoseok explained. "They're probably at lunch, Hoseok. Get back to the cafeteria." She told him as she moved out of the way of the doorway. Hoseok nodded as he left the classroom.

He traveled back to the cafeteria, and was met with Jimin and Jungkook. "Why did you take that punch away from Yoongi? I was supposed to knock him out." Jimin glared at Hoseok. "Because you need to f*ck off and leave people alone." Hoseok told him. "Aww, are you protecting your boyfriend?" Jungkook teased as Jimin and him walked closer to him. "He's not my f*cking boyfriend, Jungcock. F*ck off." Hoseok shoved Jungkook out of the way as he went into the cafeteria. Jimin grabbed Hoseok by the back of his shirt, and pulled him back. "Don't call my friend that, you little b*tch." He stared at him. Hoseok smiled innocently at him. "Sorry Mr. Park." He told him. "What?" Jimin was confused. "Nothing, it's an inside joke." Hoseok lied before he punched Jimin in his jaw. Due to his confusion, he wasn't expecting it, and Jimin fell straight to the floor. "F*ck." Jimin whispered under his breath as he wiped a little blood from his lip. Hoseok saw Jungkook charging at him, but he grabbed his wrist, and twisted Jungkooks' arm. "Don't even f*cking think about it." Hoseok stared into Jungkooks' eyes. He let go of him, and looked down at Jimin. "Don't speak about Yoongi-" "You don't even know him. You're just an annoying little Sophomore who isn't even in the same grade as him." Jimin interrupted him as he stood up. "At least I'm stronger than the biggest b*tch in the school. Which is you, by the way." Hoseok smiled at Jungkook. "You're not stronger than him." Jimin scoffed. "Alright, bet. Meet me behind the school in the basketball court after last class." Hoseok looked at Jimin, then back at Jungkook. Before any of them responded, Hoseok walked happily back into the cafeteria.

"Hoseok, please pay attention." His reading teacher sighed. "I-I'm sorry, m-may I use the r-restroom?" Hoseok looked up at her with a red face. She was concerned, but gave him approval as he ran out of the classroom. He didn't even reach the restroom before he got on his phone. "Put the phone away!" The male school counselor scolded him. He jumped, and shoved his phone into his pocket. "S-sorry." He told him as he ran to the restroom. Instantly, he grabbed his phone back out. He texted a certain person before calling them, and put his phone on speaker.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school, Hoseok?" Namjoon asked him frantically. "Yes, t-that's the pwoblem." Hoseok responded, shaking like a leaf. "What's your homework for every class you have?" Namjoon asked him, trying to distract him. "U-um, I-I dwon't know." Hoseok shut his eyes tight, trying to stay in reality. "Hoseok. What subjects do you have? Do you have Biology? The study of life, and land? All the organisms in the dirt, and the cycle of life." Namjoon told him firmly, trying to help him. "Y-yeah, t-the humans are the t-top of the food chain, and dwa- the. The, the, the- f*ck." Hoseok corrected himself. "Hoseok, take a breath. You can't slip into little space at school without someone there with you 24/7. Take a breath, and calm down." Namjoon softly advised him.

He heard him take a deep breath, and shakingly let it out. "Now, tell me your 12 time-tables." Namjoon requested. "12 times 6 is 72, I think." Hoseok spoke with uncertainty. "That's right. What's 12 times 10?" Namjoon asked him. There was a short pause for a second. "Hoseok, what's 12 times 10?" He repeated. "120." Hoseok answered as he breathed out. "Okay. Do you know 13 times 4?" Namjoon questioned. "I don't f*cking know 13 times-tables!" Hoseok sighed, taking another breath. "Sworry- sorry, I didn't mean to curse." He added. "It's fine. You do what you need to do. If you don't know your 13's, do it in your head. 13 times 4." Namjoon repeated. "Umm, 52?" He answered. "Yes. If that's that, what's-" "Shut up, give me a minute." Hoseok cut him off, taking another breath as he kept his eyes shut tight.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, and looked at Namjoons' name on his phone. "Okay, I'm good now. Sorry, I didn't mean to call you at work or whatever you're doing." Hoseok nervously laughed. "It's alright, I'm on break right now." Namjoon explained. "Why are you stressed? What happened?" He asked. "Okay so, Yoongi wasn't at school today, along with Lisa who I'll explain later, and they're not responding to my texts. I think something happened to them. Anyway, Jimin and Jungkook who are the biggest b*tches I've ever met, they were talking trash about Yoongi. So I called Jungkook Jungcock, which is pretty f*cking hilarious. But he got mad, and I punched Jimin to the ground and busted his lip, then I twisted Jungkooks' arm back, and challenged him to a fight after school." Hoseok quickly explained.

Namjoon was quiet for a minute, taking in what Hoseok had just told him. "And you're stressed about a fight?" He asked. "No, you f*cker. I'm not scared of that b*tch." Hoseok laughed. "Okay, language. You are still in school-" "Shut up old man." Hoseok interrupted him. "I'm stressed, because I'm worried about Lisa and Yoongi- espically Yoongi. I'm also worried that he's gonna magically show up at the back of the school, see me fighting for him, and then he's gonna leave and never talk to me again." He quickly added. "Calm down, Hoseok. Do you like him?" Namjoon questioned in his gay, girly voice. "Yes, I want to f*ck him until he can't breathe, but also cuddle him until he falls asleep on my shoulder watching a movie with me." Hoseok responded. Both were quiet before bursting into laughter. "That's very dominant of you." Namjoon laughed. "I know." Hoseok laughed.

"Are you done with that phone call, Mr. Jung?" The male guidance counselor from earlier asked him. "Oh shi- frick." Hoseok quickly ended his phone call with Namjoon, texted him saying he got caught, and powered off his phone. Hesitantly, he stepped into the councilors' view. "That seemed important enough to skip class for." He crossed his arms. Hoseok was silent as he stared at the floor. "And you know that type of language is inadvisable." He added. "Am I allowed to talk, or-" "Yes, Hoseok. Explain 4 things; why you decided it was okay to skip class for a phone call, why you decided to pick a fight with a Junior, why you thought that language is acceptable, and if you're a little." The councilor told him.

"Wait, what?" Hoseok looked up at him with his last request. "Are you a little?" He repeated. "I- um, I don't talk about that stuff-" "If you think it makes you weak, it doesn't." The councilor interrupted him. "No, I just don't think people need to know that kind of stuff." Hoseok responded. "With all due respect." He quickly added. "Just tell me, Hoseok. Part of my job is to not tell a single soul, unless it is mandatory. The rest of my job is to make sure every student is mentally and physically stable." He explained. "Yes, I am." Hoseok sighed, not wanting to talk about it. There was a moment of silence between the two. "Then everything is explained. You don't have to explain anything, and no one will know you skipped class for a phone call. I completely understand." He explained. "What-" "Although, you have to tell me why you decided to punch Jimin and picked a fight with Jungkook." The councilor interrupted him. "He was talking bad about a close friend of mine, and I got carried away." Hoseok explained. "The one you want to-" "You heard that too?" Hoseok whined as his face went red with embarrassment. "Yes. I heard it all." The councilor tried not to smile. "Well crap." Hoseok sighed. "Tell me who wins tomorrow, okay?" He smiled at Hoseok as he patted him on the shoulder. "Who wins what?" Hoseok looked up at him, confused. "Who wins the fight: You or Jungkook." He laughed. "I-" "Get back to class before your teacher suspects anything." The guidance councilor rubbed his back, smiling at him. "Um, okay. I will, I guess." Hoseok nervously smiled back at him. The councilor patted his back as Hoseok went back to class.

After their last class of the day had ended, Hoseok took a breath as he walked behind the school. Due to Jimin and Jungkooks' popularity, he wasn't surprised to find a crowd of students in a circle. Hoseok was the first one there as he threw his bag to the side. "Guess they're too big of cowards to fight." He laughed, making other students laugh and 'ohh!'. Suddenly, the doors shot open, and the two devils walked over to him. Students began whispering all around them. "Jungkook's gonna knock you into next week." Jimin spat in his face as he stepped to the side. Before Jungkook could get into position, Hoseok punched him right in his jaw. He stumbled backwards, but didn't fall. Students gasped, and began recording. He ran and tackled Jungkook, scraping his back against the concrete. The fight technically hasn't even begun, and Hoseok was already winning.

Jungkook kneed Hoseok in the back of his leg on a pressure point, and shoved him off of him. He rolled on top of Hoseok, and punched him in his mouth hard. Jimin cheered as Hoseok spat blood onto the concrete. Jungkook continued to punch Hoseok until blood covered the outside of his mouth. Jungkook laughed evily, thinking Hoseok was done for. Hoseok knew he was vulnerable, kneed him in his dick, flipped him over onto his back, and punched his throat. The bystanders 'ohh!'ed and Jimin cringed. Jungkook groaned in pain, but of course that didn't stop Hoseok. "You.mother.f*cking.stupid.a*s.b*tch." Hoseok punched him after every word. Jungkook punched Hoseok in his nose, and blood began to trickle down over his already bloody mouth. Hoseok grabbed Jungkooks' arm, and slammed it horizontally next to his head, making it crack. Jungkook tried pushing Hoseoks' arm off of him, but yelled in pain as Hoseok dislocated his shoulder. "Oh f*ck." Hoseok let go of his arm, but remained on top of him. Jungkook whinned and whimpered in pain as Jimin, and the other students, starred at the two. "Oh well." Hoseok gave him one last punch to his nose, and got off of him. Jimin ran over, and kneeled next to Jungkook.

"Did he f*cking-" "Yes he f*cking dislocated my f*cking shoulder, Jimin." Jungkook winced in pain. Other students took pictures, and probably posted it on social media. Hoseok placed his hands on his knees, and leaned over to take a breath. Student's surrounded him, cheering and chanting his name. They made a pathway between Jikook and Hoseok. "Put up a good fight, Jungkook." Hoseok smiled at him as Jimin and another student helped him up. "F*cking gay a*s b*tch." Jungkook scoffed at him. Anger boiled in his blood, as he stared at Jungkook coldly.

Forgetting his absolute perfect reputation, he once again, ran up to Jungkook, and punched him in his gut. Jungkook stumbled back into another student who held him up, and Jimin pushed Hoseok onto the hard concrete. "No one is allowed to interfere with a fight between 2! Jungkook is eliminated, and Hoseok wins!" A student yelled from the crowd. "Yeah, like I already didn't win." Hoseok laughed. Jimin stared at him as he helped Jungkook into his car, and drove him to the hospital.

Once he reached home, Nikko came running out. "Hoseok! What happened?!" He asked him frantically, seeing the blood drip down his face from his nose. "Oh, I beat up a Junior and dislocated his shoulder. I'm fine." Hoseok laughed. "So you won?!" His mother yelled excitingly from behind his step-dad. "Of course I did, eomma." He smiled as he hugged her. "Let's take you inside, and clean you up." She smiled at him as she patted his back, and they went inside.

Yoongi was woken up by his phone ringing. Pain stabbed him all over like needles, which dug deep into his skin. His back hurt more than he could explain, and he could hardly sit up to answer his phone. "H-hello?" He almost began crying into the phone from the pain that completely covered him. "Yo, Yoongi! Hoseok just beat the sh*t out of Jungkook for you!" Taehyung informed him. He mentally shivered at Hoseoks' name. "W-what-" "And he dislocated his shoulder too!" Taehyung interrupted him. "Jungkook? Hoseok beat up Jungkook? Did he win, did he lose?" Yoongi asked him frantically. Worry and anger began rising in him. "Hoseok beat his a*s. Everyone's shocked, because Jungkook's the strongest kid in school. It's like Hoseok has super strength!" Taehyung explained over the phone. Tears from mental pain rolled down his cheeks. "Wow-" "So you need to come to shool tomorrow." He cut Yoongi off. "Alright. See you tomorrow." He quickly hung up the phone without giving Taehyung a chance to say good bye.

Yoongi had Hoseok attacking him mentally, and his home life attacking him physically. He couldn't put up with anything anymore, as he fell onto his knees next to Lisa. Once again, he allowed himself to break down. His whole body still throbbed in pain from his father, but he was too busy thinking about Hoseok to feel it. He didn't even acknowledge Lisa passed out next to him. Tears streamed down his face, and he hugged himself tight. He was allowing Hoseok in. He was getting feelings for Hoseok. He cared about Hoseok. And if this continued to happen, Hoseok would find out everything, and try to help him. Yoongi wanted anything except help. He could battle everything by himself without someone beside him. 'I made a promise to myself to never let anyone in, and now I can't even listen to myself!' Yoongi yelled to himself. His sad cries awoke Lisa, and she looked at her older brother. She knew he was suffering from something, and she knew he was battling himself. "Y-Yoongi." She sat up, and hugged him. He yelled out in pain as she draped her arms across his back. "Oh, I'm so sorry." Lisa quickly removed her arms. His mind snapped away from Hoseok, and focused on his pain. His tears were now tears of pain as every hit from his dad came back. "Oppa, let me see your back." Lisa asked him softly. Yoongi shook his head no as he continued to cry. He cursed at himself for crying in front of his sister. "Please." Lisa asked again. Yoongi didn't respond, and Lisa began pulling his shirt off of him. He winced in pain from the shirt moving against his skin, but he didn't stop his sister. Lisa slowly pulled the shirt over his head, off of him, and stared at his back in shock. "Oppa..." She slightly gasped.

Of course his whole back was a deep red, but purple stripes covered his back as well. Lisa could see the direction their father had hit him with the belt in, and very small cuts from the leather could be seen as well. "I-I'm so sorry." Lisa got up, and sat in front of him. His entire chest was also a deep red, and she watched as his tears dripped off his chin. "Oppa, let me call Hoseok." She tried looking at him, but he hung his head down low. "T-this is h-his f-f-fault." Yoongi stammered out. "What do you-" "He took that punch for me, and rumors started, and I cursed at this one kid for calling me gay for Hoseok, and dad over heard me. If he didn't take that punch, I wouldn't have to curse at that person." He quickly explained in anger, still crying in pain. "He cares about you, Yoongi-" "We made a promise to not let anyone in!" Yoongi finally looked up to his younger sister. "I know. But we have to-" Lisa was cut off when Yoongis' phone began ringing. They both looked down, and Hoseoks' name appeared. Hesitantly, Yoongi answered, and put him on speaker.

"Yoongi, I'm so sorry. I fought Jungkook today, and I dislocated his arm. I'm so sorry for everyhing I caused you and Lisa. I just want to talk to you, and hear your voice. Please, say anything." Hoseok explained. Yoongi cried silently, and sniffled, trying not to let Hoseok know he was crying. "Are you crying, Yoongi? Oh god, I'm so sorry, please don't cry, sh*t." Hoseok sighed. "Nothing, Hoseok. He's fine. We'll see you at school tomorrow." Lisa told him. "Lisa? Are you okay too?" Hoseok asked in a panicked voice. "Not really, but yes. We'll see you at school tomorrow." Lisa told Hoseok as she hung up the phone. "Oppa, why are you crying?" She asked stupidly. "I can't catch any feeling at all for him, and I can only do that if he's not in my life. He won't stop trying to help me." Yoongi cried. "A-and it h-hurts l-like f-f*ck." He laughed weakly. "I would tell you to take a cold shower, but that would hurt you more." Lisa joked. "I-I'm g-gonna d-do it a-anyway." Yoongi told her as he tried to get up. He winced and whimpered in pain, but managed to stand himself up. Lisa helped her brother to the bathroom, and started a cold bath. She left the bathroom to allow her brother to undress and relax. She sat in front of the bathroom door, guarding it. No matter how angry their parents would get, they were not getting to Yoongi.

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