"W-Who the hell are you?"

A dry, humorless laugh make Yoongi attempt to shy away, embarrassment taking up his head and heart.  Fuck.  It was like the light switched off, he didn't help anyone by failing.

He shut his eyes, waiting to get yelled at, but he didn't. 

Instead he face was cupped by warm hands, "I didn't hurt you, right?"

Yoongi's eyes shot open, attempting to push backward with his hands, to get away.  With the pain in his wrist, he hissed, pulling it up to cradle in his other hand, glaring at the male in front of him.

This man didn't look mad, but instead concerned which caused Yoongi's gaze to soften, as he then mumbled, "I'm sorry."

The male let go of him, turning his bag to see what Yoongi had tried to take, pushing the device back in to the bag and instead simply grabbing his wallet and handing over $200.

Ever so calmly.

Yoongi hesitated, grabbing it with his left hand, eyes wide and unsure, trying to sum up a response.

"Don't thank me, if you have to go to measures of stealing, I'd rather have you take the money."

Yoongi gulped, trying once again to speak but also getting cut off for another time.

"Uh, I can bandage your wrist for you... Yeah, come with me please-please.  I feel really bad for hurting you.

"O-Okay.."

After helping Yoongi to his feet, the male finally introduced himself, "My name's Hoseok, surname not Important because who ever cares."

Yoongi's lips parted, stunned by how loud the male began to talk compared to his gentle, concerned voice just seconds prior. "I'm uh- Yoongi.... I'm not... from... here."

"You're very quiet for a thief, by the sound of it you're from outside? What camp?"

"You know the camps?" Yoongi gawked, not many people knew about the outside camps so it was a surprise he was even asked.  He cleared his throat, not realizing Hoseok had begun to walk ahead of him and he didn't want to be reported for not cooperating so he hurried to follow, "Camp A."

There was a small hum, "Never been to camp A, I've been to E and F.  They're really bad.... Trash, fighting..."

"Ours is no way like that, it's really quiet, small houses or really big tents.  It's very calm, though it's really close to the war so we can see smoke or feel vibrations in the ground a lot.  It's also really loud..."

Hoseok hummed for a second time, opening the door to a large house,
stunning Yoongi.  The taller male then led Yoongi into one of the probably many bathrooms.

Hoseok, in a quick motion to hopefully not make Yoongi uncomfortable, lifted the male up onto the bathroom counter by his thighs.

Yoongi, once again, confused.  The very emotional male blinked a few times, his face not showing the mix of emotions going through him as Hoseok ravenged through cabinets until finding an icy hot rub and a bandage.

"Can I uh, see your wrist?" Hoseok mumbled, taking Yoongi's hand and rubbing the icy-hot over the joint before then tightly wrapping it in the bandage, Yoongi's lips parting as he watched.

"Does that feel any better?"

"It does," Yoongi breathed out, "Thank you so much.... I should go..."

"No stay," Hoseok rushed out, startling Yoongi who knew nothing of this male, Hoseok gulping, "It's dark and past kingdom curfew and you're from the camps so uh it's really far away and I'd feel bad leaving you to walk that far."

Yoongi hummed, nodding as that was reasonable.  "Okay..."

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3:45 am.

Yoongi was awake.

After Hoseok had shown him the guest room he had immediately fallen asleep after the male gave him a t-shirt to sleep in.  He had nightmares a lot though, so he had woken up, just sitting there with his knees pulled up to his chest, quietly crying from the amount of fear one dream could put into him.

There was a small creek of the door, Hoseok's face showing slightly thanks to the light coming in through the window. "Hey? You okay?"

Yoongi sniffled quietly, humming a small yes as the male came over and sat on the bed beside him.

"Wanna talk about it?"

Yoongi shook his head, "No it's okay, why are you awake?"

"I don't really sleep well so I'm awake now."

Yoongi hummed softly, a small melody to fill the silence. He didn't want to go back to sleep with the dream still on his mind.

"How about we try this, you can say no but if we both have sleeping problems it's not great to sleep alone," Hoseok mumbled, gently pulling Yoongi down onto the bed allowing him to wrap him arms around the smaller's waist and hold him.

Yoongi stayed quiet, for it being with someone he only knew briefly, he was okay.  He could feel Hoseok begin to relax, proving his idea was working for him.

Yoongi breathed softly, closing his eyes and attempting to relax himself so he could sleep.

And he did eventually fall asleep in Hoseok's arms.