Yoongi sat on his living room couch with a bored expression, his mother sitting across from him apprehensively.

"Did you pull me out of school so we can just sit in an awkward silence, or?" Yoongi inquired, he would have been in his seventh period at the moment.

Ms. Min took a deep breath, staring at her son who resembled her more than he would ever notice, "I thought about what you said to me," she began, peaking Yoongi's interest, "I thought about it a lot."

"And?" Yoongi pushed, wanting his mother to speak. He wanted his words to affect her, he wanted his mother to change for the better, he wanted her to realize the damage she has done to him and the damage she did to his brother.

She broke eye contact with him as she said, "and I don't want to have an awful relationship with the only son I have left. I want to say i'm sorry, for everything i-i've done to you, everything I did to GeumJae." His mother was already crying, tears were streaming down her face. No scars appearing on her body because she meant what she was saying.

After Yoongi had walked away from her she cried, she cried more than she ever thought she could. She thought about her dead son, her first boy who she pushed to the point of death, and the one that was still living in her home, the one that was still alive. She could never get GeumJae back, she could never fix what she did to her first born. But maybe, hopefully, she could fix her relationship with Yoongi. Songhee knew it was long overdue, but she wanted to try.

Yoongi would be lying if he said his heart didn't ache the slightest bit, she was his mother afterall. He never in a million years thought he'd get an apology from her, a sincere one too.

He didn't move to comfort her, because he didn't want too, what he wanted was an explanation. He wanted to know why his mother was the way she was, because he knew she didn't just wake up one day and decide to torture her sons. "Why?" he asked, Songhee already knowing he'd want an explanation.

After everything, he deserved one.

She blew her nose and wiped her tears with a tissue before speaking, "When I was young I had many scars, mainly concentrated on my arms and upper chest," she confessed, which took Yoongi completely by surprise.

His mother, Min Songhee, the woman who would want to puke even seeing seven scars on a person, had multiple scars once? Now this, was a huge surprise.

"Then why the hell were you so strict on me and GeumJae? Isn't that being a hypocrite?" Yoongi asked, which caused his mother to sigh as she gave him a look.

"Let me explan, Yoongi," she told him and he nodded as he took a deep breath, "I was bullied, criticised, even beat up for the scars I had. When I was young having many scars was seen as nasty, sinful, disgusting, not like now in society where people accept them more. My parents hated them, so they would yell at me and threaten me. So, this scarred me for the rest of my life. I made up for most of my scars, but still had a lot, so I had a procedure done to make my skin cover them when I was old enough. I vowed to never have my children go through what I did, and while trying to protect you and GeumJae I didn't realize I became the bully, I became my parents." tears welled up in his mothers eyes, he couldn't imagine how hard it must be for her to talk about this.

Even if she wanted to breakdown and cry her heart to pieces, she continued, "After GeumJae dyed your father and I's relationship went down hill. He blamed me, which I understood, and he refused to speak to me. Our relationship still isn't the same as before, we were happy, and I guess that made me angrier and I took it out on you without realizing it." Songhee bit her bottom lip lightly, at this moment Yoongi's phone vibrated but he was to invested in what his mother was saying to look at the notification, she made eyecontact with Yoongi, "I was mad at GeumJae, if i'm being frank. I hated that he killed himself, because he didn't realize how that would affect everyone around him. Of course, I sound like an asshole for saying this but that's how I felt. Which is why I didn't change my ways, why I was so hard on you when you didn't do anything. I'm sorry for being an awful mother, Yoongi."

At this point Yoongi also had tears in his eyes, because he never expected this from his mother. He scooted closer to where she was and hugged her, this pushing his mother to begin crying. Yoongi hasn't hugged his mother properly in years, and doing it now felt weird yet right at the same time. He was glad she was willing to change.

When he pulled away he had a smile on his face, the same gummy smile he obtained from his mother, "I'm not going to say it's okay, cause it's not, but I'm glad you're willing to change."

Songhee just smiled, caressing her boys face, "You've grown so well," she commented, which caused Yoongi to blush lightly, "and I want to meet that boyfriend of yours," she added, which caused Yoongi to blush an even deeper shade of red.

Even if changing would take time for Songhee, she was willing to start immedietly. She wanted to have a good relationship with her son.

"So, you're not mad about it?" he inquired, to which his mother shook her head.

"No, I may have made it seem like I would be before, but i'm not. I had my fair share of gay moments, Yoongi," she smirked at him, laughing at Yoongi's dropped jaw.

He liked this side of his mother, he wanted to see more of this side of her.

"Do you love him?" she asked her son, Yoongi only shrugging as he stared at his hands.

"I don't know, I told him I did and I got a cut. I believed I did but I guess the universe thought otherwise," he confessed, his mother nodding with understanding.

She smiled before asking, "How do you feel when you're around him?" Yoongi was surprised by the question, but decided to answer nonetheless.

"My heart races when i'm with him, he's taught me so many things and changed my view on things in life. He makes me happy, and I laugh and smile all the time when I'm around him. He's so handsome and dorky, a sweetheart and I really want him in my future," Yoongi admitted, his heart aching as he thought of his boyfriend. His heart was beating quickly and his cheeks were bright red.

"Try it again," Songhee encouraged her son, "say you love him, right now. Because by that description, I think you do."

Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows, but just went with what his mother wanted, "I love Jung Hoseok," he braced himself for a cut, but he never got one, which caused his eyes to widen. "I love Jung Hoseok," he repeated, a gummy smile forming on his face. His smile caused his mother to smile.

He was finally ready, he was, in fact, in love with Hoseok.

Songhee smiled, "The boy that was here," she realized, "he is quite handsome. I'm happy for you, hun," she told him, standing up and kissing his forehead before going to the kitchen. 

Yoongi just smiled to himself as he pulled out his phone. Right when he saw the text message he had received before, the smile on his face vanished.

Seokie
Why did you do this to us? To me?

Confused would be an understatement to describe how Yoongi was feeling, unlike the happiness he felt seconds before, what was Hoseok talking about?

Yoonie
What are you talking about, seok?
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Yoonie
Hoseok?
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Yoonie
Hoseok what the hell is going on, you're scaring me.
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Yoonie
JUNG HOSEOK?
Delivered

Yoongi's heart was beating rapidly in his chest out of fear. At first, he didn't understand why Hoseok was acting the way he was, but then he remembered a certain someone that would try and do something to his relationship with Hoseok.

Hui.

The blue haired male quickly got up from the couch, running into the kitchen to where his mother was, "MOM YOU NEED TO DRIVE ME TO HOSEOK'S!" he yelled at her, which took the woman by surprise.

She didn't question him, the expression on her son's face scared her, as she went and grabbed her keys. Yoongi was already waiting by the car, and when they got in he told her the directions quickly. Yoongi was terrified, he was panting because of his worry. He wasn't thinking rationally, and when they got to Hoseok's house he ran out.

This caused Yoongi to slip on a piece of ice, his ankle turning the wrong way when he fell. Yoongi didn't even feel it, there was too much adrenaline coursing through his veins.

He knocked on the front door harshly, Hayoon opening it with a smile but that smile disappeared when she saw the state Yoongi was in.

"Yoongi-"

"Where's Hoseok?!"

a/n
Double Update to make up for my disappearance 😳