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TW// Attempted Suicide

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By the time Hoseok arrived outside of Yoongi's apartment, his hands were shaking from nervousness and fear.

It was already four in the afternoon since the drive from the psychologist's office to Yoongi's place was about twenty-five minutes so he decided to stop any more delays. He knocked on the front door and patted his hands on his thighs, discreetly wiping away the sweat. After patiently waiting for a minute or so, there was no sign of shuffling or anyone coming to answer the door.

A thought came to Hoseok's head which made him feel a little guilty about what he was about to do. He took out his house keys and picked the farthest key to the right which was the spare one that the older gave him for his apartment. After the break up, the brunet hadn't had the chance to return it so he kept the key for the time being. The thought of it landing in a random stranger's hands made him grimace.

Any other day, he would've never considered entering Yoongi's apartment without his consent. But today was different. The man missed his appointment. It was completely unusual and concerning.

Hoseok was going against his own morals and he felt guilty about it.

But all that guilt left his body once he saw the sight in front of him.

Yoongi sat on the floor, back against the side of the couch with his arms propped over his legs. A knife was messily discarded a couple feet away from his body. He stared off into the distance with slow blinks, focused on no particular object. His cheeks were drenched in tears, some dried and others new.

The younger immediately rushed to his side, taking the man's face in his hands, forcing his dull eyes to look at him.

"Y-Yoongi?" Hoseok questioned after a shaky breath.

"Agust." The blonde corrected in a whisper.

The other nodded, proceeding to pat the male down to check for any hidden wounds while Agust went back to zone out.

Hoseok sighed in relief after finding nothing. He sat in front of the shorter male, pulling his focus back on the younger.

"What happened?" The brunet asked softly.

"Yoongi's mental health has gotten even worse after your break up. He wanted to commit suicide today until I fronted to stop him." Agust lifelessly explained.

Hoseok nodded, placing his hand on the other's knee in a comforting manner. "Agust, are you okay?" Of course, he wasn't. It was more than clear but he felt the need to still check on his best friend.

"When have I ever been okay." The older laughed with no humor. "We could've died, Hoseok. It would've been all my fault."

"No it wouldn't. Don't say that—"

"You don't understand!" He yelled, a painful expression of regret and guilt plastered on his pale face. "I-I hesitated to stop him from killing himself because I wanted to die."

"Agust, babe, why?"

"N-no one likes me, Hoseok." The male reminded him. "Not one person wants me around and it's been getting to me lately. I fucking hate myself. W-we all could've died! Yoongi could've died. Sugar and Exister could've died 'cause I'm a selfish fucking waste of space. Y-Yoonie— fuck. I d-don't even know what I'd do with myself if I let my baby die."

Hoseok's heart ached as he pulled Agust into his arms, letting him cry all his pent up emotions out. He had never seen the guy so vulnerable and it hurt him. Agust had always been the tough, no-filtered man that he admired. Seeing him past his breaking point, all Hoseok wanted to do was protect him.

"I-I don't wanna keep existing. I'm a horrible p-protector for the system. I-I don't wanna be the strong one anymore."

"You don't have to be the strong one, Gus. I'm here for you. I'll always be here. I'll be strong for you when you need to put your walls down." Hoseok assured, soothingly rubbing his hands up and down the other's back.

Agust only sobbed harder, clinging onto the brunet's sweater. "T-they could've died. T-they c-could've died."

"Shh, they're still alive, Gus. Everything's okay. You're okay."

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*Cara whistling nonchalantly*