The Devil's Work || Yoonseok

35 : Or What?

"Talk to him."

Yeah, easier said than done. Talking is probably the hardest part about all of this. It's easy to say you'll talk, it's easy to walk up to the door and strut in like you own the place. All of that is easy. But talking? One of the hardest things to deal with when it came to Hoseok was exactly that. Talking. Trying to talk to that man without trying to rip your hair out should be an Olympic sport.

But he had to do it. Seokjin said it himself. The tension is too much. The back and forth feeling of who's going to break first. Who's going to drop their pride or drop their grudge to just talk. And Yoongi is doing it, Yoongi is the one dropping it all to talk to a man who probably won't hear a word he says.

Or maybe vice versa. Yoongi is a man who admits his faults and it's true, he lets a lot of things flow through one ear and out the other. He doesn't listen the way he needs to. So he will today, he'll hear Hoseok out. He took a deep breath and knocked on the office door, coming in before he even heard an affirmation.

"Yes, Jin—" Hoseok muttered, bringing his head up to see Yoongi, his eyes widened from where he was standing in front of his desk, he dropped the papers he was looking at but stayed in his spot, seemingly stuck. "Yoongi."

"Yeah, hey... we need to talk."

"Jin put you up to this."

Yoongi hesitated, at first, he thought it was a statement, like Hoseok knew Jin asked him to come the office and talk things out. But then he realized it was genuine curiosity. He wanted to know if Yoongi cared enough to talk to him himself or if he needed to be told to do it by their friend.

"Yeah, but I wanted to talk anyways, I just didn't... know what would happen if we did." Yoongi said, he let a sigh fall past his lips and he nervously picked at his nails. Hoseok only watched him, Yoongi was tired of being watched, tired of having eyes on him twenty four seven.

"I had sex with Seojun...over a week ago."

"I know." Hoseok said, Yoongi looked to meet his eyes and pursed his lips. "And...we didn't use a condom."

"I know that as well,"

"Jin told me we aren't tied." Yoongi said, looking away from the older, he forced himself to put his hands in his pockets, any more picking and his fingers might bleed. "He said he would have to do it a second time if I wanted to tie with him. So as of right now, I'm...without the ability to see auras."

"That's how it works." Hoseok muttered. The room fell silent, Yoongi chewed his bottom lips, glancing around the room, waiting for one or the other to blow up. Maybe they'll be okay. They'll bid their farewells and never talk again. The conversation will go smoothly with no grudges held and Yoongi can finally get rid of this shit. This stupid tie shit.

"Why did you do it?"

Yoongi looked at Hoseok with wide eyes, lips parted in both surprise and confusion. "What?" He can feel it, the way the mood shifted from calm to something close to annoyance, anger. He knew it wouldn't go smoothly.

"Why did you let him fuck you?" Hoseok asked, Yoongi shook his head, "Because I wanted to — Hoseok, you knew, you knew what my plans were with Seojun." Yoongi said, Hoseok's lips twitched, like he was holding back the need to either laugh or scoff.

"I didn't think you would move so fast."

"Why should it matter? Things between you and I were over way before I slept with Seojun." Yoongi said, his eyebrow furrowing as he stepped a bit closer to the taller, Hoseok sighed, "Yoongi...I just don't believe you had sex with him without knowing the consequences."