"Why are you here?"

"I-I- uhm, needed someone to talk to and I needed the walk."

Yoongi crossed his arms, leaning on the closed door of the cabin. "You couldn't sleep, I'm assuming?"

Hoseok's lips parted, "I tried?"

"You're attached really easily," Yoongi sighed, walking past Hoseok and out of the camp, Hoseok rushing after before he was left behind in the dark.

Yoongi stopped, holding an arm out to stop Hoseok, "You walk really fucking loud."

Hoseok bit his lip, confused as to why that's a bad thing.

"Stop putting weight on your heels before we get shot because your dumbass walks so fucking heavily."

"You cuss a lot," Hoseok mumbled, scratching the back of his neck, feeling like he was being scolded.

"Deal with it, pussy," Yoongi mumbled in return, walking off, Hoseok rushing to keep up with him.

"Where are we even going?"

"Shut the fuck up and you'll find out."

"Why are you so mean..?"

"I'm not mean, I'm authoritative."

Hoseok gulped, rubbing his arm awkwardly.   "Mean.  Not authoritative."

Yoongi took a deep breath, stopping for a second before hopping down a ledge and turning to wait for Hoseok who was too scared to jump.

"Oh my god, jump, pussy, it ain't gonna hurt you."

"Welll I can't see how far down it is."

"My height."

"Oh, you're not that tall," Hoseok mumbled, Yoongi's lips parting in shock and a bit of confusion as Hoseok jumped down.

"I didn't deserve that."

"I think the fuck you did."

Yoongi, not wanting to argue, turned and kept walking.

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"Mmm why are you so mean and closed off," Hoseok mumbled, the two sitting on a bridge near the kingdom, it made out of stone that was beginning to crack but it was stable enough.

"What do you-" Yoongi stopped as Hoseok laid his head in his lap, the smaller hesitating before relaxing and letting his finger's run through Hoseok's hair. "What do you mean?"

"You just.... You're really tough and cold and closed off....not like yesterday night... yesterday you were so calm and cute and let me hold you and you trusted a complete stranger with your safety-"

"Why are you so attached?" 

Hoseok sighed, feeling Yoongi's hand halt from where it was rubbing small circles on his scalp.  He hit a sensitive spot and he knew it by the way Yoongi just stopped.

"Not every person in the world is mean you know.  The kingdom is horrible-"

"It's a piece of shit that should burn to the ground for all I care."

Hoseok sighed, "Yes I know, but a lot of the people there are good and just want protection from any outside threat and they're willing to pay with their freedom."

"That doesn't answer my question as to why you're so attached."

"Because there has to be more to you than just a hard exterior and swears and a fucking lightbulb."

"Lightbulb-"

"It's a mind thing that would take way to long too explain but everyone has one."

Yoongi hummed, allowing himself to continue the gentle circles to Hoseok's head, trying not to tense up or shove Hoseok off the bridge as he'd do if one of his brothers laid on his lap. Seems cruel but the water isn't that dirty.

They're fine I promise.

"I'm tired," Yoongi mumbled sleepily, though having taken a nap earlier it didn't stop him from being tired.

Hoseok stretched, sitting up and unhesitantly picking Yoongi up, scaring the smaller.  Yoongi, wide eyed as Hoseok managed to get him to wrap his legs around his waist, softly squeaked. After a moment he tried pulling away but Hoseok held him tighter.

"If you're uncomfortable I'll let go but stop being so cold.... let someone help you and care for you."

Yoongi gulped, relaxing against Hoseok and closing his eyes.  He took a few shaky breaths as Hoseok rubbed his back,"I-I'm okay."

"We can talk if you don't fall asleep."

"Mhm."

Hoseok began walking, humming to Yoongi softly for a few minutes as he found his way up the ledge they had jumped earlier.  After he was up he began to talk, "My surname is Jung.  I was born outside the kingdom and brought in when I was 2 weeks so I just say I was born in to kingdom."

"Where were you born?"

"Camp E."

Yoongi gasped softly, that camp being the Kingdom's slave camp due to them never denying.

Never fighting for freedom.

"It's okay," Hoseok reassured, "My family's okay, we're alive and I just... I work for the royals.  It was an option and we thought it was an honor that I got offered not forced to work for them.  I said yes though."

Yoongi closed his eyes, arms around Hoseok's neck to keep himself from falling.  "I was born in the kingdom, raised in Camp A as you know. I have a picture of me and my dad from the few times he came back. And after the 2 times of getting my mom pregnant before leaving again... he died.  At least we think he's dead.  The camps don't get the uniform of their loved ones when they die, the kingdom keeps the uniform in boxes but never ships them to the camps.  I last saw my dad when I was 5 almost 6 and just.... We'll never know.  We stopped getting his letters and photos so we've just assumed the worst."

Hoseok hummed, "I never met my dad.  I have an elder sister and then there's me and he never came back.  He's uh... dead.  Died by the kingdom since he refused work and going to war so he could take care of my mom while she was pregnant with me.  I don't really have a reaction about it since I never met him.  By the way, you're home."

Yoongi opened his eyes seeing that Hoseok was right by the small lanterm lighting the door to the cabin. 

He squirmed out of Hoseok's hold, standing on his own feet and holding the taller's wrists.  "Stay, it's really late and dark and I don't want to be alone...."

Hoseok smiled, "You're warming up."

Yoongi's lips parted, letting out an embarrassed squeak, "Don't dwell on it, whore."

Hoseok laughed, allowing Yoongi to tug him indoors.  He didn't let his smile falter even seeing the conditions of the place.

"Shut up you fucking shit," Yoongi hissed after there was a small whine from in front of him, "Jeongin.  Go to sleep and don't say a word."

Hoseok looked over at Yoongi who was barely visible in the dim light.

The boy listened after a moment of Yoongi's swearing and when the boy turned to go, Yoongi giggled, pulling him back to kiss his head before letting him go again.

Yoongi soon took Hoseok to his room, the thought of how small and ugly it was not crossing his mind until, in the dim moon light, the room could be seen.

It took a second or two before Yoongi let out a humiliated sob, unsure what he was thinking.

Hoseok, of course, panicked at this reaction, pulling Yoongi closer and hushing him until he calmed down, reassuring him that it was okay and that he wasn't judging him.

Despite not knowing each other very long, the short but detailed conversation on their back story definitely helped them trust each other.

Yoongi already considered Hoseok a friend.

Hoseok laid down with Yoongi, the smaller male tightly in his arms, breathing calmed and not as embarrassed.

"No nightmares tonight, okay?" Hoseok hummed, hoping to get Yoongi to agree so he could possibly have a positive mindset to sleep.

"Okay," Yoongi mumbled, already falling asleep.

It didn't take long for both to sleep, not at all uncomfortable with each other, instead content.