Little Cub (TaeJinKook) ✅

Thirty Eight

"Let go of me you over attractive buffoon!" Hoseok yelled. He struggled in Namjoon's arms as the man carried him over his shoulder into the back room.

Taehyung had long left the store, fleeing when Namjoon had begun to flirt with the man, not wanting anything to do with it.

Namjoon merely smirked at Hoseok who was struggling in his arms. He walked into the back, which was here he lived. He passed the living room, turning right and entering a bedroom.

Hoseok screeched indignantly as he was deposited onto the bed. He sat up quickly, but was pushed back down, Namjoon quickly straddling him and grabbing his wrists, pushing them down.

"You're being very naughty, little one."

"Don't fucking talk to me like I'm some sort of child-"

"But you are...aren't you? Just a scared little child, deep down. One who's lost and the only thing you want is someone to love you. Someone to tell you that nothing is wrong with you, that you're beautiful and perfect just the way you are..." Namjoon leaned down, kissing the crown of a stunned Hoseok's head. "You are beautiful and perfect, Jung Hoseok. All those who told you otherwise will burn in the deepest pits of hell."

"W-what-"

"I've been watching you for awhile. I have eyes everywhere, I know you know who I am, and what I'm capable of. That's not meant to scare you, but I've been watching you for awhile. You're just...a lost child waiting for the right person to guide them. And I'm telling you that Taehyung isn't that person."

"You're lying."

"I'm not. Taehyung is happy with who he has. He has two men that love him and care for him. Taehyung might have been someone who helped you...but he's not someone who can fix you."

"And what? You can?" Hoseok scoffed, but the eye contact he'd retained up until then faltered, and he turned his head, looking away.

"Yes." Namjoon said gently. "I can. And I will."

"You know nothing about me."

"I know more than you know."

"What you're informants tell you and what's inside of me are very different. You couldn't possibly ever understand me."

"I can. I understand perfectly well. Because I'm like you." Hoseok snapped his head to face Namjoon, his eyes wide.

"You lie-" he began, his face contorting into an angry expression.

"I would never lie to you." Namjoon said firmly, dismissing the thought. "I am more like you than you know, Hoseok. I know how your mind works, I know that it's hard to integrate into society and I know what it's like...seeing how everyone thinks and feels and knowing deep down, that you aren't the same way. How it makes you feel different, like you're some kind of monster, some kind of freak...when really all you are is a beautifully ruined masterpiece that no one can understand. I know what it feels like Hoseok. I know what it's like, so don't you ever say that I'm a liar."

Hoseok was struck silent. His eyes wide this time with surprise and shock. He look away, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with new emotions he'd only ever felt with Tae.

"Taehyung can only understand so much. He can only be understanding of the way you act, the things you do. But he can never understand who you are and the why behind what you do. I can. So let me be that person for you."

"Why?" Hoseok whispered. "Why do you even want to be that person?"

"Because you're special. Beautiful. Perfect. You're wonderfully complicated, the most intricate puzzle ever...with millions of pieces in your box, and a few missing, but that's just the beauty of it. Because then someone like me can find those pieces....pick them up...and complete you." Namjoon had been slowly leaning in between each of his words, Hoseok's eyes becoming more and more tears as the man continued to talk.

Namjoon gently pressed his lips against Hoseok's, not pushing anything, just wanting to let the man know that he was there. Hoseok clenched his eyes shut, turning his head away. "Stop." He whispered. "Just..."

"No. I won't make advances you don't want, but I'm not going to stop trying to help you."

-

Taehyung walked inside of the apartment, holding the books he'd basically stolen from Namjoon in his arms. The man had carried Hoseok off before he could purchase them, so he made a note to pay him back the next time he went in.

"Hey, How was your walk-you're kidding." Jungkook have the books in Taehyung's hold a flat expression and Taehyung giggled, setting them down.

"I'm sorry!" He whined, cozying up to Jungkook. "But I passed the bookstore on the way back and you know I can't resist." Jungkook sighed and leaned down, pressing a small kiss to the male's pouting lips.

"Anything exciting happen?"

"I saw Hobi." Taehyung offered casually, slowly slipping out of Jungkook's embrace. The man froze, his eyes widening.

"You what!?"

"Don't worry! He tried taking me back, but then Namjoon practically kidnapped him and took him to his room, so..." Taehyung shrugged, giggling. "I don't think you have to worry about him, Jungkookie. I promise."

"I'll kill him if he tries to take you from me again."

"From us." Jin said, coming into the room. "From us, Jeon."