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about a week went by since the court day and none of the boys were really talking, except for jin and namjoon, of course. hoseok had been distancing himself from the two of them and pretty much everyone else. even tae and yoongi weren't talking much. it was awful. none of them were happy.
yoongi glanced down at his phone for about the hundredth time that day.
no apology.
no, "hey".
no explanation.
nothing.
he wished moving on from hoseok was easier. he wished he wouldn't have let himself fall so hard for the boy. he wished he wouldn't have been so naive, so stupid.
yoongi knew they were over for good. there was no way they could be together now, after everything that happened.
he just wished he could know he truth.
he wanted to know if it was all fake. he wanted to know if all the feelings were really just in his head the whole time.
in the moment, their relationship was so pure and genuine. it felt like magic. now, the fact that it could have possibly all been fake drove him crazy.
he didn't want to be the one to text hoseok. if hoseok really cared about him then he would be the one to text yoongi, right?
well, a week had already passed and he hadn't heard anything.
hoseok really didn't give a shit about him.
yoongi was broke away from his thoughts when he heard a knock on his bedroom door.
"come in," yoongi shouted.
tae opened the door, with a sigh, glancing around at yoongi's dark and messy room.
"hey," tae said.
"hey."
the atmosphere was definitely weird. both the boys were heavily depressed and trying hard to hide the sadness they both felt. it made them each feel uncomfortable around each other and on edge.
"i'm gonna leave for a few days."
"...leave?"
"i'm gonna rent a cabin and get away for a little while. i just need to clear my head."
yoongi sighed, secretly wishing taehyung would just take him with.
"oh... okay. when are you leaving?"
"...now."
yoongi just nodded, watching as tae headed to leave his room.
"wait," yoongi said.
"yeah?"
yoongi hopped out of the bed, quickly and ran to tae, embracing him.
tae hugged him back, releasing the breathe he was holding in.
"we're gonna get through this," yoongi said, rubbing his hand over tae's back.
tae was silent for a moment, just taking in the comfort, hugging yoongi tightly.
"...are we?" tae asked, sniffling, separating from the hug.
yoongi unexpectedly saw tears streaming down tae's face.
the boy really was heartbroken.
"i promise, tae. everything's gonna be fine. i know it's hard, but at the end of the day we'll still have each other."
tae just nodded, giving yoongi one last hug.
"go up to the cabin, clear your head, and have some fun. figure stuff out and then come back, okay? i'm only a phone call away if you need me."
"okay," tae said, separating from the hug and smiling, lightly, eyes still red and puffy from crying, "i love you."
"i love you, too."
a few more seconds passed, and tae left.
and the conversation surprisingly opened yoongi's eyes.
he knew what he needed to do.
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hoseok looked down at his phone. all he saw were a bunch of day old messages from jungkook that he was choosing not to open.
but nothing from yoongi.
no, "hello".
no, "how are you?"
no, "i'm sorry about the court."
no, "sorry i kissed taehyung right after i kissed you and confessed my feelings."
hoseok was sick of it. he was sick of waiting around for yoongi to fix everything. he was sick of feeling alone and sad. he was sick of counting on people who clearly weren't there for him. he was sick of being screwed over by people time and time again.
he just wanted to go back to how things were before. before he met yoongi. before he met jungkook. before he got that stupid ass job at the restaurant. before he was assaulted. before he even moved to that stupid fucking town.
he had given his trust and heart out so many times, for it, in return, to just be stomped on. he had been used one too many times in the past month and he had scars to show it.
breaking hoseok from his thoughts, namjoon, out of the blue, shouted hoseok's name from outside his door.
"yeah?"
namjoon walked in, staring at the, sad, lifeless boy, who was just laying in his bed, clearly miserable. he had been giving the boy space for almost a week, but he was starting to get worried.
"hey, hoseok," joon said, quietly, giving him a pitiful smile, "me and jinnie are gonna go out to a restaurant and a movie. do you want to come with us?"
hoseok just sighed, shaking his head.
"no, that's okay. i'm not really in the mood."
"are you sure? you can pick where we eat. anywhere you want. on me."
"i'm, fine. you guys have fun."
namjoon just sighed, slightly annoyed. not at hoseok, just at the situation.
"you're not fine!" he said, raising his voice from his hushed tone, "your almost boyfriend kissed some other guy the same day he told you he liked you and kissed you. you were sexually assaulted. when the court day came, one of your best friend betrayed you and ruined the chances of the guy getting locked up. you don't have a fucking job anymore. your best friend has a boyfriend now, who's taking up a lot of his time. so you feel alone, right? you feel screwed over and upset."
hoseok just let his words sink in, feeling some anger come to the surface.
"yeah! i am fucking upset," hoseok said, letting his feelings slip out.
"damn right. and you should be. your life is going fucking shitty right now. you have every right to be sad or mad or whatever. all of those feelings are valid and you're allowed to feel them, hoseok. it's apart of life and healing. and if you feel fucking angry, then feel it. feel it until it fades. conquer it and then continue on. you are strong and independent and nobody is gonna be the reason you spend another second in that bed trying to make the pain go away. you deserve better. you're worth more," namjoon said, passionately.
hoseok nodded, furrowing his eyebrows, and sitting up in his bed.
"you're right," he said, aggressively, "i'm gonna fucking play mean, loud as fuck music and fucking scream the lyrics until yoongi and all those other bastards can hear them all the way across town!" hoseok yelled, hopping out of the bed.
"damn right!" namjoon said, proud that his pep talk actually worked.
"namjoon, let's go!" jin shouted, from across the house.
joon glanced over to the door, then back to hoseok, giving him a salute, silently wishing him luck with his anger, before running out the door.
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"FUCK FAKE FRIENDS, WE DON'T NEED 'EM~ ONLY THING THEY GOOD FOR IS LEAVING~!" hoseok sang, at the top of his lungs, music blaring from his speaker.
he was grabbing pillows and throwing them all around the living room and stomping on them, aggressively. he went through, what felt like a million songs on his mad playlist and still wasn't tired. the adrenaline and anger rushing through him were enough to keep him going.
" 'CAUSE IF YOU THINK I CARE ABOUT YOU NOW- BOY I DON'T GIVE A FUCK~!"
many more songs went by and tons of them matched the different situations he was going through. he related to them so much and it was comforting hearing someone else sing about how he was feeling.
it was also pretty fun to flaunt around the room, pretending he was in a music video.
"IF I COULD GO BACK TO THAT DAY WE MET, I PROBABLY WOULD JUST STAY IN BED~"
hoseok continued dancing and screaming the lyrics, completely oblivious to the knocks at his door.
"DO RE MI FA SO FUCKING DONE WITH Y-"
hoseok's mouth immediately fell open when he spun around and saw someone standing there.
it was yoongi.
he immediately ran to turn the music off, clearly embarrassed, but trying to hide it with his attitude.
"what the fuck are you doing here?" hoseok asked, confused as to why yoongi was just standing in his house, uninvited.
"i was knocking for like five minutes. you couldn't hear me over your little concert," yoongi said, returning the sass that hoseok gave him.
"you can't just come into my house! i could have been naked or-"
yoongi interrupted him
"look, i just need to talk to you."
"oh, yeah?" hoseok asked, laughing sarcastically, "now you wanna talk? after weeks? yeah, i'll pass. you had your chance."
"what do you mean? i texted you and you never replied for no fucking reason. you completely played me and blew me off. then you told jungkook that you didn't want us there during the trial? like what the fuck? if you didn't want to see me anymore you could have just said it to my face. and if you knew jungkook was lying about being raped you should have just told me instead of adding to all the lies."
hoseok was fuming with anger.
"you think i knew jungkook was gonna go up there and say all that?" hoseok asked, furious that yoongi was even suggesting something so ridiculous, "you seriously think i'd willing let myself be that humiliated?"
yoongi just stared at him.
"why would you be humiliated?"
hoseok just laughed, sarcastically.
"you wouldn't fucking know. you left before i even took the stand," hoseok said, coldly, "i looked like a fucking liar in front of everyone. people were laughing and turning it into a joke. it was obvious no one believed me."
yoongi just stood there, taking in what he said.
"if you didn't know about it, then why didn't you want me there? why were you ignoring me?"
hoseok laughed, obviously annoyed.
"really? don't act like you don't fucking know."
"please, enlighten me."
hoseok just glared at him.
"jungkook fucking saw you guys."
"what?"
"he saw you guys. the day you dropped me off, remember? the day we kissed. i'm not the only person you kissed that day," he said, feeling the pain return as the memories came back.
somewhere in him he was hoping yoongi would be confused and ask him what the hell he was talking about, but he didn't. he just stood there.
"hoseok, it wasn't like th-"
"no. just stop. i don't even want to be with you anymore, okay? you don't need to explain it."
"no. listen to me," he said grabbing onto hoseok's arm, trying to stop him from walking away, "taehyung did kiss me, okay? but it wasn't like that. we dated for a long ass time. we... we hooked up, too, a couple times after our break up. i started to really care for you and he felt the same about jungkook. the only reason he kissed me was to make sure his feelings for me were completely gone, so he could move on with jungkook and not still have feelings for anyone else. that's all it was. it didn't mean anything. neither of us liked it."
"you seriously expect me to believe that?" hoseok asked.
"yeah... kinda!" yoongi said, beyond irritated that the whole fight was based off of lies.
"i'm so done with this, yoongi. i don't need all this drama in my life."
"drama? you do realize you're fifty percent of the problem, right? you just assumed shit and got mad at me for no reason!"
"i got mad for no reason?" hoseok asked, getting up in his face, "you literally thought i planned that shit with jungkook! like what the fuck? why would i do that? you obviously don't know me at all," hoseok said, giving his chest a light push, causing him to stumble back a bit.
"you're right. i guess i don't know you at all," he said, angrily, "and don't fucking touch me."
hoseok stepped closer, pushing on his chest again.
"i'll touch you if i wanna fucking touch you."
"oh, yeah?"
"yeah!"
yoongi, withough hesitation, grabbed onto hoseok's face, pushing his lips firmly against his. hoseok was immediately fighting back, with his tongue, aggressively.
yoongi scooped hoseok up in his arms, hoseok wrapping his legs around yoongi's waist, not breaking away from the kiss- even once. he brought him over to the couch and threw him down, getting on top of him and kissing him harder.
yoongi eventually won the battle, taking control of the kiss. he slowed the pace to something more slow and calm, kissing him like he meant it, like he was sorry.
it was passionate and loving. the time they spent apart clearly showed.
hoseok was letting out little breathy moans into the kiss, causing yoongi to loose control a little.
he pulled away, not wanting things to get out of hand.
"i'm sorry," yoongi said, trying to catch his breath, "i'm sorry for kissing taehyung that day. i'm sorry for assuming you were in on all that shit with jungkook. it was stupid and wrong and i know better... i know you."
hoseok just smiled, strangely getting emotional.
"it's okay. i'm sorry, too. i-i should have just talked to you that day. when i heard you guys kissed i just sort of lost it. i should've known you wouldn't do that. i'm such an idio-"
hoseok was talking frantically, with tears running down his cheeks.
yoongi hated it.
he hated seeming him sad.
"it's fine, hoseok. all is forgiven," he said, using his thumb to wipe off hoseok's tears.
maybe it was weird to say, but hoseok looked so beautiful after crying.
glossy eyes, dewy face, pouty lips.
he was gorgeous.
yoongi moved his thumb a bit. it went from wiping his tears, to running over hoseok's bottom lip, lightly.
it felt so intimate... so right.
hoseok just looked up at him, innocently, kissing the finger lightly as it ran over his bottom lip.
hoseok just smiled, as yoongi's hands moved to cup his cheeks.
"hoseok," he said, smiling at him, "i never want to fight with you again."
hoseok just smiled even bigger, laughing a bit as a few more tear streamed down his face.
"me neither. it was horrible."
yoongi leaned in and started kissing hoseok's tears away, with small little pecks all over his face, making hoseok laugh cutely.
yoongi separated a little bit, letting his face hover over hoseok's, just taking in his beauty.
after a moment, yoongi felt a warm hand slipping underneath his shirt and caressing his skin.
"hoseok, wh-"
"i-i want you," he said, knowing yoongi would understand what he meant.
yoongi was a little shocked.
"a-are you sure? i don't know if-"
"i'm yours, yoongi, and you're mine," he said, running his hands over yoongi's chest,
"please~ take me."
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hey guys ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
hope you all are doing well and enjoyed the chapter ! i'm so happy they made up jdjdjd smut in the next one ;)
i'd say there is realistically gonna be like 4 more chapters ?? i've finished the first chapter to my next book (hint hint it's minjoon) and i'm super exited about it !
stay safe <3
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