(No) Lie Thirty Two : I love you, Hoseok

EXTREME TRIGGER WARNING
- Attempted Suicide
If you are triggered by this topic, I highly suggest you skip this chapter!!



Though startled by the young boy before him, Hayoon shakily pointed up the stairs that led to the hall full of the families bedrooms.

Hoseok had come home from school, kissed his mother on the cheek, before going to his bedroom. She did feel like something was off with him, though she brushed it off. But by how Yoongi was acting right now, she kind of regretted that decision.

Yoongi nodded as he ran up to Hoseok's bedroom, ignoring the slight pain in his ankle, and tried to open the door.

Only to find that it was locked.

"Hoseok!" Yoongi shouted, now pounding on the door with his fist, "Jung Hoseok open the fucking door!!" he shouted even louder, now attracting the attention of Dawon and the twins.

Yoongi heard a thump on the otherside of the door, as if something, or someone, had fallen to the ground. The blue haired male looked around the home frantically, his eyes settling on the bathroom that also led to Hoseok's bedroom.

He ran once again, opening the bathroom door then opening the door to Hoseok's bedroom. Which was thankfully left unlocked.

The elder fell to his knees when he saw the sight laid out before him, tears filling his eyes as he stared at his lover. Hayoon, who had followed Yoongi, screaming out of fear.

Hoseok was laying on his bedroom floor, blood coming spilling out of his wrists in huge heaps. He had two deep cuts on both his arms, cuts that were made by himself, and they were bleeding rapidly. The razor was still in Hoseok's hand, the younger male just laying on the ground and crying.

Yoongi crawled over to him, ignoring the blood that was soaking his jeans as he went to Hoseok's head and lifted the younger onto his lap. "Seokie, why?" he cried, holding the younger in his arms. He was thankfully still awake, "Why did you do this?!" Yoongi said in a louder tone, Hoseok's eyes moving to look at him.

As Yoongi held Hoseok, Hayoon dragged the twins to their bedroom and locked them in there; she didn't want her babies to have to see their big brother in that type of condition. The mother called 911, urging them to come to her house as quick as possible, her son could die! Dawon ran into Hoseok's bedroom where Yoongi was, she put pressure on the wound on one of his arms with some bandages, the female encouraging Yoongi to do the same.

"C'mon, Hobi," she cried, she never in a million years imagined herself in this kind of position with her younger brother. She could see he was paler than usual and his eyes were only focused on Yoongi, the blue haired boy crying.

"Yoongi," Hoseok called, grabbing Yoongi's hand as he spoke, "I-i'm sorry I wasn't good enough-" Hoseoks voice was quiet, barely audible even.

"Why would you say that!?" Yoongi yelled, his heart breaking in his chest as he put more pressure on Hoseok's arm to stop his bleeding. The younger already lost enough blood as it is, "I love you, Hoseok," he expressed, which caused Hoseok's eyes to widen the slightest bit, "I love you so much, you need to stay awake with me. Y-you can't leave me like this," he ranted on, Hoseok staring at his sobbing boyfriend. Yoongi moved Hoseoks hair out of his face, caressing the younger males cheek as he repeated how he loved him.

Hoseok gave him the smallest smile, his vision was fogging up and the young male found it increasingly difficult to stay awake at the moment. Even in his current state, he could tell Yoongi wasn't lying to him, he was surprised. Yoongi actually loved him.

He attempted to move, to try and wipe Yoongi's tears away, but he couldn't with the pressure they were putting on his arms and the weakness he felt throughout his body.

"D-don't c-cr-ry, Y-yoon."

Yoongi watched as Hoseok let his eyes fall shut, his breathing shallow and his pulse extremely faint. The blue haired male cried out for him, he cried for Hoseok to wake up. Repeating over and over again how he needed Hoseok, how he loved him more than anything. Saying how he couldn't lose the younger male. He didn't want to lose him.

"Hoseok?!" Dawon screamed, shaking her unconsious brother, "Hoseok wake up!" she screamed again, knowing well enough that he wouldn't. "MOM!" in seconds Hayoon was in the room, a choked sob emitting from her mouth when she saw her son completely unconsious.

Hoseok wouldn't wake up.

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Yoongi sat on one of the chairs in the cold hospital. He had tears still streaming down his face, worry corrupting his mind, and pain all over his body.

The doctors had taken Hoseok away from them so they could help him, and the wait for some news was slowly killing him. On the way to the hospital Yoongi didn't get to be the one with Hoseok in the ambulance, he went with his mother in her car. This only fueling his worry.

Hayoon, Yoongi, and Songhee were the ones in the hospital waiting for some news on Hoseok. Dawon stayed with the twins and Hoseok and Yoongi's friend were on their way to check on him.

Yoongi should have known something like this would happen one day, but he never wanted to believe it. Hoseok told him he never cut deep enough to make himself bleed, only to leave a mark and cause some pain. Though, this time he cut so deep that blood wouldn't stop coming out. Hoseok tried to commit suicide because of what some scumbag probably said to him and that broke Yoongi.

"Excuse me," a near by nurse said, the female giving the three a soft smile, "his ankle, it should be checked on." she pointed to Yoongi's ankle, which was severely bruised and extremely swollen. He hadn't even noticed.

Songhee bowed her head at the nurse, "Please do-"

"No," Yoongi interrupted, staring at the blonde haired nurse, "I want to hear news on Jung Hoseok, not you to check on my dumbass ankle."

The woman sighed, "There is no news on his condition at the moment, please just let us treat your wound. I bet your friend wouldn't want you to see him with an untreated injury, would he?" she questioned, which caused Yoongi to sigh out loud and roll his eyes.

Boyfriend, he wanted to correct her, but decided to just stay shut or he'd probably blow up.

The kind woman checked his wound, wrapped his foot, put ice, and then prescribed him some medicine for the pain. Yoongi didn't care for the whole ordeal, he just wanted to see Hoseok. He wanted to see his boyfriends beautiful smile, he wanted to tell him again how much he loved him, but he was afraid he may never get that chance if Hoseok dies.

He prayed that he wouldn't.

Yoongi was already traumatized by a situation like this. He lost his brother to sucide and didn't want to lose the love of his life to the same fate. He remembers seeing his brothers passed out body, the pill bottle thrown to the ground and his brother just there; completely lifeless. Yoongi remebers crying for days afterward, remembers how he couldn't sleep, or even eat, from how much pain he was in.

He didn't want to go through something like that again.

Though, Yoongi could do something else at the moment, he could do something he couldn't do with his brother. He could beat the fuck out of the person that was the reason behind this, the person he knew was the culprit.

Yoongi suddenly got up, limping his way to the exit of the hospital. Though Songhee and Hayoon stopped him.

"Yoongi, where are you going?" Hayoon asked, her voice was hoarse from all the crying she had been doing.

He looked over at her, giving her a soft smile, "I'm going to beat the shit out of the person who caused this," he replied nonchalantly, anger clearly seen in his eyes.

Songhee's eyes widened a bit, but she refrained from saying anything. She knew better than to try and stop her son when he was obviously angry at the moment.

Hayoon's gaze darkened a bit, "Let me go with you," she told while holding onto Yoongi's shoulder, though was met with Yoongi shaking his head.

"You stay here, Hoseok is going to need you when he wakes up. Call me when he wakes up, I'll handle this," he assured, turning to his mother, "Can I get the keys?" he inquired, and without a seconds hesitation his mother threw the keys in his direction.

Yoongi could still drive since it wasn't his dominante foot that was injured, plus the adrenaline was distracting him from the pain in his ankle.

The blue haired male walked out of the hospital, almost bumping into a broad shouldered blonde that was sprinting into said place. Yoongi didn't have time to think about that person as he went to the car.

Hui was about to get the beating his momma never gave him.

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