Falling Hard, Falling Straight - YoonSeok

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Never had Hoseok been more happy to go past the threshold of his house than after the most uncomfortable ride ever. 

"Hey, honey, how was it?" His mum smiled, "Did you win?" 

"Almost" Hoseok grinned, "I came second, but several entertainment scouts came up to me and offered me places in their trainee systems"

"Omg that's amazing, sweetie" It was obvious that Mrs Jung had no idea how big of a deal this was, his Mum was always a bit ditsy, but he loved her. 

The brunette trekked up stairs, entered into his domain and flopped onto the most comfortable thing ever. 

He was so exhausted that he fell asleep almost instantly... 

"Hoseok" 

Hoseok turned around and saw Yoongi! What was he doing in his bedroom?! This was his fortress, how dare he enter this place?!

"what do you want" Hoseok crossed his arms, still feeling bitter about all that had happened,

"I want to apologise" Yoongi took a step forwards, so Hoseok took a step back, "I was a dick to you, and I'm very sorry"

The younger nodded, silently accepting his apology.
Yoongi advanced further and before Hoseok knew it, his legs hit the bed frame and he toppled upon it.
Th boy quickly sat up, eyeing the other suspiciously.

Yoongi knelt down before Hoseok, "Hoseok, you're much more to me than a boy-toy... much more"

The older leant up and hesitantly pecked Hoseok's lips, before lifting himself up siting beside him, not taking his eyes off of his interest, cupping his face and kissing him softly and deeply.

Hoseok hummed in content, succumbing to how sweet Yoongi's lips were.

When they pulled apart, Yoongi had a faint blush on his pale and sallow cheeks.

"I hope I'm not interrupting"

The boys' heads whipped to the front and suddenly Hoseok's bedroom was a carpark and the two were perched on a cold wall.

Dagger and the rest of those who disliked Hoseok and wanted him dead, stood before the two.

"Disgusting twinks" Double H spat at their feets,

"We warned you, Hoseok, and you're still here" Youngsook giggled maniacally.

He looked to Yoongi and the boy was growing faint, disappearing as the group before them were taking out weapons like knives and baseball bats, stalking up to Hoseok.

"Help!" Hoseok tried to grab for Yoongi, but his hands just passed through the teenager.

He shouted for help again, Dagger lifting a huge knife up. He kept calling, but the more he called, the more pending doom.

"Goodbye, JHope" and the blade came down upon him...

"Ah!" He shot up, sweat beading upon his brow.
Hoseok turned over and checked the time: 01:37am.
He groaned, but then his phone lit up and began to buzz, the vibrations moving it along the cabinet.

Caller: Min Yoongi💓🍆💌🔥

Hoseok declined his call without a second thought.

Yoongi called a second time, but Hoseok just turned his phone off, turned over and closed his eyes.

The next morning was a Sunday which meant that he had one day to gather himself before school.

In actual fact, Hoseok was surprised that his mum let him miss four days of school to go to the competition - Hoseok really thought that the onky reason he was allowed was because Mrs Jung really liked Chunja and assumed that there was a romance blooming between them or some shit.

Talk of the devil, her name popped up on his phone.

"Hey, noona" he said groggily,

"No one blocks Min Yoongi" The woman laughs, "So I applaud you for that"

Hoseok sigh-laughs, "Yeah well"

"Hoseok, Yoongi told me what happened... are you okay? Is your ass okay?" Chunja asks gently,

"I knew he would act like that... He told me his opinion on women, why would a man be any different?" he said stiffly, "I've got hickies everywhere, noona, neck, chest, even between my thighs"

"Tmi Hoseok" Chunja ewwed, "He's been trying to call you, you should answer"

"Nah, I've had enough of him filling up my time"

"You coming to the park later?"

If Hoseok came to the park, he would be sealing his fate?
If he didn't, Chunja would ask questions...

"Hoseok?"

He didn't want to submit to those thugs.
But he didn't want to die either.

"Hoseok-ah?! You speak or I'm coming over"

So Hoseok spoke, and the more he did, the more silent the girl on the other end got..  even to the point where he wondered whether she had held her breath or not.

"I promise you, you won't die because if they do so much as lay a hand on you, I'll fuck 'em up" Chunja promised.