The Warning
Please Come Back to My Embrace"Thanks for sending me home, Hobi-hyung," Taehyung said as the two of them walked down the corridor to his apartment. Hoseok shrugged.
"I need to take care of my dongsaeng don't I? Besides, I'm curious to know how your 'husband' looks like," Hoseok replied, quoting his fingers in the air with the word husband. Taehyung chuckled and bumped his shoulders. Hoseok retaliated by bumping his hips as hard as he could, causing Taehyung to hit the wall and laughing.
When they finally reached the front door, Taehyung turned to face him. He motioned for Hoseok to make his leave, but Hoseok stared at him and shook his head.
"Hyung..." Taehyung whined, shoulders drooping.
"Let me in, Taetae," Hoseok said, crossing his arms.
"You know I can't do that, right? Yoongi-hyung is at home," Taehyung explained, willing for Hoseok to understand.
"I want to see the bastard," Hoseok said.
"Hyung, please don't do anything," Taehyung pleaded. But Hoseok just shook his head and stood there. Taehyung sighed loudly before digging his hand into his jeans to get the house key.
However, before he could slot the keys into the keyhole, the door was violently opened. There stood Yoongi, eyes half-closed with a irritated look. Taehyung thinks he looks adorable despite the grumpiness.
"The you doing?" he slurred. Hoseok stared at him in shock.
It was awkward.
Very awkward.
No, awkward is an understatement.
Hoseok was just staring at Yoongi while Yoongi continued moving around the house as if nothing was there. Taehyung stood by the kitchen entrance awkwardly, not knowing what to do in the situation.
"Where did you go huh?" Yoongi asked, standing in front of Taehyung. Before Taehyung could answer, Hoseok interrupted.
"That's none of your business." Yoongi turned to glare at Hoseok, to which Hoseok returned with an equally deadly stare. The moment was interrupted when Taehyung cleared his throat and declared he was going back to his room to change.
The two of them let Taehyung went back to his room, watching silently. When they heard the bedroom door closed, they turned back to each other.
"It's been some time, Min Yoongi," Hoseok started, looking around for a place to sit. He settled on Yoongi's couch and crossed both his arms and legs. Yoongi clenched his jaw.
"How did you know him?" he questioned. Hoseok shrugged.
"I've known him longer than you. Ever since he was in diapers," he replied. He grabbed a magazine that was lying on the coffee table in front of him and flipped through the pages casually.
"What is he to you?" Yoongi pressed on.
"Everything." Yoongi's hands balled into fists.
"Why are you here?"
"I was sending my sweet, little dongsaeng home," he answered. "My naive dongsaeng who doesn't know that his best friend and husband are ing."
Yoongi's eyes widened. "How...?"
"It was pretty easy to guess. Taetae told me everything about his marriage with you and how you were cheating behind him. Doesn't really take a detective to piece everything together, especially with his best friend looking guilty as as Taehyung recounted everything. I don't und
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