"Chinsun stay still!" Yoongi snapped at the poor girl, the toddler's eyes immediately tearing up.

Yoongi cursed, he didn't have patience for this today.

"Hoseok! Do me a favor and deal with Sunnie!"

Hoseok stopped Yoongi at the doorway, holding him by the waist, "HeyHeyHey, hold on a second baby, tell me what's wrong."

"You're a pain in the ass, that's what."

Hoseok raised his eyebrows, "Ohh did I go too hard on you? Poor baby, I thought you wouldn't even be walking."

Yoongi lightly shoved Hoseok after giving him a quick peck on the lips.

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"How was last night, you two?"

"Yoongi is so god damn loud."

"He gagged me to shut me up cause J was gonna end up waking the twins."

Jimin laughed, "figures, Yoongi's never managed to stay silent, I should know."

Yoongi shoved Jimin towards the car only a few feet away, "Just take the twins and go."

"You can't keep quiet for shit, the quietest he is, is when he's gagged."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"What are you guys doing again?"

"Yoongi has a mission and I'm going with."

"What after?"

"Making sure he can't walk."

Jimin whistled.

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"You stay here."

"You'll be okay?"

"I've been doing this for 12 years, Seok."

"I'm making sure, okay baby, be careful."

"I will."

"And Yoongi?"

"Hm?"

Hoseok hooked Yoongi's chin between his index finger and thumb, slowly kissing the smaller male who kissed back almost immediately. "I love you."

"I-....."

"Shhh now go, hurry up."

"RIP my ass when I'm done."

"I was kidding, unless you want to."

"We'll see, Seok, We'll see."

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"Seok drive," Yoongi hissed, his words choked up as he swing himself into the passengers seat.

Hoseok nodded, placing his hand on Yoongi's knee but felt liquid and immediately brought his hand back, holding it to the car light, "Where are you bleeding from?"

"M-My thigh."

"Shit, okay."

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"I told you to be careful."

Yoongi was silent, Hoseok treating the large gash on his thigh, going right through the center of the deer tattoo.

"Yoongi?"

"N-now I k-know h-how Jin feels...."

"What?"

"T-there was a teenager, looked about 15 to 17. I was assigned to kill his father who apparently run a political support organization or something. He walked in right when I killed him, he attacked me. I didn't want to kill him, I swear! It was self defense!"

"Shhh baby, shush."

"I-I'm a terrible person, Seok...."

"No, baby please. You're not."

Yoongi pulled his legs to his chest, the action almost making Hoseok accidentally stab him with a medical needle.

"Baby, let me treat that leg."

"No....I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you. You went through all that mental battle to be a good person, to help others. I kill for a living, Seok! I go out and kill! At the bureau, too, our assigned days where I have to be entertainment! It was fun at the start! Now it's just fucked up! But....I don't stop....."

"You deserve the world, Kitten, stop being so hard on yourself. Just because of what you do, you barely have enough money to keep taking care of the twins and pay your rent, let me help."

"I don't need a fucking sugar daddy."

"Yoongi..."

"I've been used, I'm a fucking murderer, I took kids that aren't mine when they probably have a distant relative who misses them. You. You've fought your self. You showed yourself you can be better. I can't do that like you can, because I live in what's causing this. And I keep doing it."

"Yoongi shush, baby, please stop. Just don't think like that right now, let me tend to your leg then vent, cry, say everything all you want then let me shush you and kiss you and care for you."

"Okie......"

Hoseok kissed Yoongi's thigh gently, the smaller humming softly as Hoseok cleaned it, something about Yoongi was that he enjoyed stinging pains. The pain of cleaning a cut felt good to him. When he first found his liking for this pain, he would bite his lips until they bled and would then eat salty foods.

Then leading to his love for pain, Hoseok catching on only then when Yoongi leaned his head back a bit at the pain in his leg but had let out a tiny noise of pleasure.

Hoseok chuckled a bit, more in relief that Yoongi wasn't suffering with the pain.

"Done," Hoseok said softly, wrapping the gauze around the cut, "It might scar."

"I don't mind."

"It's a waterproof bandage so-"

"Bath?"

"Of course."

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Hoseok rested against the wall of the tub, Yoongi's back against his chest watching a vanilla white bathbomb fizz and turn the warm water milky.

Hoseok rubbed Yoongi's sides, the smaller biting his lip and most likely thinking about how bad of a person he thinks he is.

"Hey baby."

Yoongi leaned his head back, barely able to see Hoseok.

"You're beautiful."

Yoongi opened his mouth to protest but then blushed, "thank you...."

Hoseok wrapped his arms around Yoongi, no material keeping their skil from being flush against one another.

Yoongi hummed, Hoseok massaging his uninjured thigh while peppering his neck in kisses.

"I love you so fucking much, Yoongi."

Yoongi bit his lip, the sweet words unintentionally making him think again, "Why me? Don't you want some virgin you can spoil, who's kind and doesn't have so many peoples blood on their hands?"

"Nope, just you. I only want you, I want to love you, spoil you and the twins, fuck you, kiss you, and then cuddle you to sleep. Imagine that life, hm?"

"Hey Seok?"

"Yeah?"

"What if I got assigned to kill your father......?"

"Why would I care?"

"Because it's a suicide mission...."

Hoseok squeezed Yoongi so tight the smaller wheezed, "Then you're not going."

"B-but it's not a mission, it's not optional. It's an assignment, Seok."

"Well you are staying here, I'm not letting you go. What about the twins!?"

"Jin would take them, tell them I'm not coming back, get them used to it then give them to you."

"They lost one parent already, Baby, don't you dare."

"Seok."

"Hm."

"I don't want to die. I don't want to go. The mission is to go to the political party he's attending, the plan is to then s-seduce h-him and lead him to an area with guards, I'd stab him openly, not to kill him but to attract attention, the guards shoot towards me and shoot him instead but I'd end up getting killed in the process. It's not my plan, I don't even like the plan."

"Then. Youre. Not. Going. That's final. Come on, let's get dressed so we can get the twins and sleep."

"Okay," Yoongi mumbled, letting Hoseok bring him to his feet.

"Yoongi, please just quit. Leave. I can support you and the twins while you find something you enjoy. You still have that dream of yours, you know."