《Dirty Little Secret || KTH ✓》39
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"how you feeling?" hoseok asked while helping Yoongi lean against the bed frame, to sit up. the man had a pained look on his face since his back was hurting from even this subtle movement.
from the sudden fall back in the kitchen his back was injured as well. actually his entire body was in pain... so was his heart.
"I'm good hoseok... What about you?"
"Huh? Why about me all so sudden?" Hoseok avoided the eye contact while hesitating.
"You called the police right?"
"Yeah I did."
"You suspect Y/N?" Yoongi asked this time. Hoseok turned to him with a small smile.
"I don't. Not even a bit" Yoongi stiffened from the response.
"But you do" hoseok added softly.
"I... I don't wanna talk about it"
"how can you not? you suspect her just like I did at first. and after loosing my mind I said so many cruel things to her but the look on her face never changed. those eyes... Yoongi those eyes screams that she didn't do it. and so, I changed my mind but you, yoongi how could you possibly suspect her?"
"i just do" his reply was short and final. hoseok sighed before nodding.
"you must have your own reasons but if you don't wanna tell me, then it's okay. I respect that. but just so you know, I'm always here for you" hoseok held yoongi's hand and squeezed it softly, smiling at the disturbed male who softly nodded back.
"I wish I could... I wish" yoongi mumbled staring out of the window.
"You doing fine?" Hoseok asked while holding the man's hand which was cold as ice but colliding with his one it started to get warm.
Yoongi smiled at him before nodding his head. He was finally discharged from the hospital. There were still some wounds on his left palm which was covering his face but other than that the man was all well to go.
"I'm sorry hoseok. You had to close your cafe all these days. Am I even worth it?" Yoongi mumbled the last part but hoseok heard it very well.
"Look" he grabbed his hand tightly making the pale man to look at him. "I know you might think me as a friend only... But I do more. I don't know what is this feeling but know that you're worth every pain. You're worth it" hoseok indirectly confessed but the man was too lost in his eyes.
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Yoongi felt like to kiss him and tell how much pain he is in. But he had to deal with something. Something too risky. And that's why he rejected his sudden urges and nodded smilingly before hugging him.
"Thank you for everything" he mumbled on his shoulder.
"Fine fine. Let's not ruin the mood! C'mon I'll treat you to a warm coffee"
"I-I have some work to do. I'll come later. I will"
"You promise?"
"I promise" yoongi smiled but in inside he didn't feel happy knowing,
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"Ahh yoongi my man" he spoke.
Yoongi looked around noticing it was an abandoned factory far away from the city. His eyes glistening with anger as he maintained distance with the man.
That same guy.
With his black hoodie and mask. Not forgetting his weird mic voice.
Yoongi labeled himself as the biggest fool on earth to come where this guy told him to. But again did he have any other choices?
Yoongi couldn't sleep. Like it never knew his address. He groaned turning left and right.
Hoseok was always by his side the whole week but he insisted the man to take some rest in his house on the last day. Even though hoseok preferred staying with his love more, yoongi's those big doe eyes and pout did all the work for him to agree.
Yoongi smiled remembering hoseok's deep concern and all the time he spent with him in the hospital. Of course this place disgusted his soul from the core but being with his love it felt like home at the same time.
Power of love you know.
And while he was smiling to himself his phone suddenly buzzes beside him. With a little pain on his left hand he picked up the phone seeing there was a message from an unknown number.
With a blank look on his face he opened the message but his eyes widened and jaw dropped reading the message.
Meet me at
And don't try to call the police or shits.
Yoongi sweats and with a gulp he replied.
Why would I do that? wasn't it enough? What's even the reason? I blamed Y/N like you said. What else do you want?!
Are you coming or not?
Yoongi's phone fell from his hand as a screech left his mouth. Wiping his sweats with the back of his right hand he picked the phone. Debating with his mind and heart he decided it was best if he agrees to do whatever the shit this guy was telling him to.
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Hoseok's life mattered the most to him.
Fine...
"Why are you doing this to me? What did I or hoseok ever do to you?"
"You did nothing sweetie. But that hoseok... To be honest he doesn't deserve your love. He betrayed you" he spoke with his weird mic voice.
"What the fuck are you saying?"
"He doesn't love you, he has eyes on Y/N" yoongi snickers hearing him.
"You're nothing but a psycho. A twisted one!"
"hmm, for once you're right. I'm twisted, more than you can imagine" he pierced his eyes that was the only part of his face the terrified man could see.
there was no space for uncertainty that he is in danger. great danger at that.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"Talk?" He started to laugh. Loudly and surely it wasn't a pleasure to the ears due to the mic.
"Do you think I called you here at such a place to just talk? Are you dumb or are you too eager to die?" He said while laughing before bringing out...
A gun.
His long slender fingers covered in globes held the gun so casually like it was somewhat a toy to him.
Yoongi's mind flashed to the day this man pointed the gun at him in the same position.
"W-what a-are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious? You made that fucking Jungkook suspect you... Now if he investigates about you it's pretty clear you'll open your mouth. Let me just fill that mouth with bullets instead"
"No! I won't tell them anything!" Yoongi stepped behind. He turned to the door but saw it was closed.
"Shit..."
"I pity you. You didn't even get the chance to say I love you to that fucking asshole. But don't worry I'll kill him as well. Then you can fuck each other in hell or heaven wherever you both rot" yoongi's eyes widen as his legs wobbles.
"Y-you said you won't harm him if I do what you tell me to!"
"Yes, but as you said I'm a psycho. A twisted one. why would you trust me?" He snickered, clenching the gun in his hand.
"Please don't do anything to him. Why do you even want to frame Y/N?! What did she do to you?!"
"Ahh interested in friend now?"
"just tell me! if you are gonna kill me, let me die with answers at least!" yoongi raised his voice, his heart rate going fast with the volume of his voice.
He pierced his eyes on yoongi before chuckling.
"Yeah you've a right to know. Y/N... She's too precious and fragile for this world. When monsters are lurking to claim her as their prey. I just wanted to make her realize to not befriend with them. They just want her out of lust. But poor girl just loves to wish the good for fucking monsters"
Yoongi didn't understand the meaning of his words. He wanted to... Protect her?
"Here's the real monster is you! Why do you even want to protect her from all those so called monsters? Who are you?!"
"I'm someone who wants the best for her. Not like you, just for that hoseok you sacrificed friendship or whatever the shit you had for her. And I want her to realize she needs to be away from such selfish fucking monsters" yoongi lowers his eyes knowing he was right.
He wanted to save hoseok. But in that case he risked Y/N.
But he was forced and there's no way this guy was gonna brainwash him.
"Why do you want to protect her from us selfish monsters you say? Who the fuck are you?!"
"You wanna know?" Yoongi nods his head with fear filled eyes.
"Okay, as a last wish I can do that at least." He says as he grabs the hem of his mask.
His finger slide through the mask, about to pull it off to show the man who he was as a last wish but...
He stopped.
Lowering his head he started to laugh.
"You... Yoongi... You called them here, didn't you?" Yoongi froze on his spot. Breathe hitched in his throat as he kept staring at the guy who was hanging his head low.
On the other side he glanced around seeing familiar faces.
Polices...
Jin.
Jungkook.
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Let the fun begin ;)
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