Fracture [Yoonseok FF]

● Face to Face ●

The last place Yoongi ever wanted to visit was the hospital, not after spending so many years locked up in one. Yet there he was, sitting in front of the ER, with his head hung low and his heavy lids staring aimlessly at the dried blood on hands.

Jimin's blood to be precise.

It has been about two hours since they took Jimin in for surgery.

Yoongi hasn't gotten a word from any of the nurses or doctors on Jimin's condition, but by the state of Jimin's wounds, his chances of survival were slim.

Yoongi continues to stare at the blood on his hands, surprisingly he wasn't turned on by it. It actually makes him fucking sick to his stomach and angry, that anger mostly directed at Hoseok.

Yet again, Yoongi was so blind to see the truth before him and he wonders if Jimin knew about Hoseok being a killer too. That must have been the reason why he said Hoseok was a monster. He was trying to warn Yoongi, but he was scared and Yoongi was too ignorant to notice.

"Jung Hoseok..." Yoongi mutters his name with bitterness, his hands ball into fists and shake with a pent up fury of a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Being lost in his thoughts, Yoongi didn't hear the footsteps approaching him until two well dressed feet stood in his line of vision, and he picks up his head, looking up through his lashes at the talk blonde detective staring down at him with a knowing expression.

"If you say I told you so, I'll put a bullet through your fucking head." Yoongi mutters lowly, his tone clearly indicating he was not in the mood to hear Namjoon gloat.

Unfazed by Yoongi's threat, Namjoon shifts his posture, placing both hands in his pockets, and tilts his head as he looks down at Yoongi with a raised brow.  "I warned you about him because I didn't want to see you get hurt."

Yoongi scoffs, looking away from Namjoon with disgust. "Like you even give a shit." He mutters, but Namjoon's catches it.

"I do. I've always gave a shit about you Yoongi. Even though you and I...are not together, I still care about you and I only want the best for you."

"The best for me?" Yoongi scoffs and gets to feet, looking up at Namjoon with a tense glare. "Please don't fucking make me punch you."

Namjoon holds his ground and glares down at Yoongi. "If you wanna get mad, do it with Jung Hoseok. He's the one who fucking played you." Namjoon says, scoffing lightly. "He's also the reason why your friend is in here too."

The truth behind Namjoon's words pisses of Yoongi, but it was enough for him to lower his gaze and let out a very aggravated sigh.

"I know you're pissed off, but taking it out on me wont solve this case." Namjoon says as he adjusts his sleeves and stands up straight. "Go get Jung Hoseok and put an end to this."

With that Namjoon leaves the room and Yoongi stands there, staring aimlessly at the wall. 

His whole body felt so heated with a wave anger, but deep down, below that wave of anger, within the swarming tides of emotions, Yoongi was really hurt.

"Damn it. Why did it have to be you." He mutters as he then takes out his cell and  looks up Hoseok's number.

He calls Hoseok and feels his chest constrict as the ever so pleasant voice of that sadistic serial killer answers.

"Hello Detective Min."

"Hoseok." Yoongi lightly swallows. This was hard, but it has to be done. He has to bring down Jung Hoseok and put an end to this case.