Victim | YOONSEOK ✔

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It had been about fifteen minutes of silence between them. Yoongi didn't know if it was awkward or comfortable, since he was still pretty shocked about his new 'revelation'.

There were no words exchanged between the two boys. The only thing that could be heard was the gentle humming of the car's engine, and the occasional honking of passing cars.

The silence was broken by a deep sigh from Hoseok, "Look, Min. Could you please forget whatever I said earlier? About the.. uh... you know."

"Uhm... sure." Yoongi replied.

"I haven't really told anyone about this, except for Namjoon. And I just wanna say I'm sorry, you're in this because of my mistake all those years ago. I really am. Not just sorry for you, but sorry for everything." Hoseok continued.

"I should be the one apologizing." Yoongi admitted. He didn't know why he wasn't telling the male in front of him to 'fuck off' or something of the sort. "I'm sorry for destroying your car, and kicking your balls-"

"Twice." Hoseok added.

"Yeah..." Yoongi giggled. Hoseok couldn't help but smile at the cute sound. "And I'm sorry for basically being an annoying brat. It's just... I wanna go back home. I don't wanna go to America as a sex slave or something."

Hoseok ignored the last part.

"Okay, apology accepted." Hoseok sighed, staring at the dark road in front of him as he drove in the cold night. "But... it doesn't mean we're friends or anything. I just hate you a little less now."

Yoongi laughed, "Like I thought you were my friend." Hoseok rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but grin to himself. "Then what are we, enemies or what?"

"No, not friends nor enemies." Hoseok said, "You could say we're... accomplices."

"Right." Yoongi felt a little disappointed somehow. "And if that's so, I would like to know my accomplice's age."

"You can't tell me what to do." Hoseok said.

"Aw, come on." Yoongi whined, "You know my age because of your criminal data and shit. It's only fair if I know yours."

"Fair? I swear to god, for a twenty four year old you behave like a five year old kid." Hoseok snickered.

"Everyone has a childish side to them." Yoongi explained, "Now, I wanna know your age."

"Why is my age so important-"

"Tell me." Yoongi complained like a child.

"Ugh, fine. Sheesh." Hoseok groaned, "Twenty three."

Yoongi's face contorted into a weird expression, "Awwww, you're younger than me. That means you have to call me hyung, and respect me. Who's the kid now?"

Hoseok couldn't help but giggle at Yoongi's childish behaviour, "That is not happening. I ain't calling your kiddy ass, hyung."

"Oi! At least I have an ass, you flat-ass shit." Yoongi snapped.

"Hey! I have an ass. I'm not a hoe. I don't go showing my ass around." Hoseok whined.

"Yo! I ain't a hoe. I wouldn't have been showing off my bubblegum ass, if you hadn't bought me these fucking shorts. They're tight as shit, and it's fucking cold."

"Oh right. The shorts." Hoseok smirked, "You should wear those more. They look nice on your... 'bubblegum' ass."

Yoongi blushed, "Didn't you just call me a hoe. And now you're telling me to wear these more often, you disgusting banana peel."