"You see how useless and stupid your attempts of getting help are?" Hoseok asked with a smirk on his face, hands on his hips as he was feeling extremely smug."It's been a month, and Namjoon is still the only person who believes you. He probably only believes you because you went to his house that one day to give him some ass." That was Hoseok's accusation ever since then. He kept accusing Yoongi of having sex with Namjoon to buy his belief."We both know you have nothing else to offer him."

Yoongi couldn't say anything back. If he did, he'd just anger Hoseok. What could he possibly say that wouldn't incur anger and wrath? So he just hung his head low and stayed quiet, taking whatever Hoseok wanted to say to him.

"All you've done for Namjoon is wet his dick and alienate him from his friends." Then, came Hoseok's worst accusation yet."Maybe you are learning how to be an abuser, Hyung." When he saw Yoongi flinch at those words, he scoffed."Just like I took you away from your family and previous friends, you've taken Namjoon away from his friends. You're isolating him, as I did to you."

"I-I'm not." Yoongi refused to believe that he was becoming an abuser. He didn't want to hurt anyone. He didn't want to be like Hoseok."I'm not an abuser."

Hoseok reached out and grabbed a handful of Yoongi's hair."You think you can talk back to me? We both know what you are. You're a pathetic loser who can't get any friends without bending over for them. I bet you suck his dick at work in exchange for the lunch he buys for you. Yeah, I know about that. I'm not stupid or blind. I know he buys your food. That's why you've put on so much weight, you fat freak." He tugged Yoongi's hair downward harshly to force him onto his knees, as he'd done many other times before."I bet he fucks your useless mouth in exchange."

Seeing where this was going, Yoongi tried to pull away, but Hoseok's grip on his hair was strong."He doesn't! Seokie, please believe me! He doesn't! I've only been yours!"

"Prove it." Hoseok released Yoongi's hair and unzipped his pants."Suck my dick, you unfaithful cheater."

"Yes, Seokie." Not wanting to get himself into further trouble, Yoongi pulled down Hoseok's pants and underwear. He had done this so many times, but that didn't make it any easier. Gulping, he licked the tip to get started slowly, too shaky to move quickly.

Hoseok wasn't happy with that though."Hurry up, slut." Grabbing the back of Yoongi's head, he pulled him forward, slamming his dick fully into Yoongi's mouth. As he began to thrust into Yoongi's mouth, he knew he was cutting off the smaller guy's airway, purposely pushing down into his throat.

Yoongi could feel his face turning red with the desperate need to breathe as Hoseok abused his mouth and throat. He was gagging uncontrollably, which seemed to only bring Hoseok more pleasure, his throat contractions and whines unfortunately urging his abuser to continue. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he tried to think of good things to get himself through this. And as he did, he thought about Namjoon. He wanted Namjoon right now. He wanted to hold his hand and feel safe with him.

When he was feeling satisfied, Hoseok let out a groan as he released into Yoongi's throat. Pulling out, his expression twisted in disgust when the smaller guy turned to the side and vomited onto the floor."Of course you immediately make another mess. That's all you do around here." With sick delight, Hoseok grabbed Yoongi's head and rubbed his dick in his hair before pulling up his underwear and pants."I'm going out. Clean up this nasty mess while I'm gone."

"Where..." Yoongi struggled to ask between coughs."Where...are you...g-going..?"

"To Jungkook's place. I need to get laid, and you're being gross, so he'll have to do." Hoseok gave Yoongi a single smack to the head."I'll see you at work tonight. I know sweet Jungkook will let me stay with him all day." He made a hum of delight."Just think of all the sex we can have today. I'll tell him awful things about you, get him full of sympathy, and use it to my advantage. He's so easy." Reaching down, he lightly poked the tip of Yoongi's nose."He's a lot like you were, you know, when we first met. Believing everything I tell him and willing to please me in any way to make me feel better. Sure, he's more irrational, but that's what makes it fun."

Yoongi watched as Hoseok walked out of the bedroom and listened closely. He waited until he heard Hoseok leave the house before he got up from the floor and fetched supplies to clean up his vomit. He would definitely take a shower after this. He felt disgusting and violated. Though, that wasn't unusual. Hoseok nearly always left him feeling this way.

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Namjoon had been in the middle of doing some at-home exercises when he was confused by a knock on the door. It was unusual for him to have guests. Seokjin was the only one who often visited him, but that happened a lot less since Namjoon told him the truth about Hoseok and Yoongi. He still hadn't received a verdict from Seokjin, whether he believed him or not. Maybe Seokjin was struggling with it, which Namjoon could understand. It was a very hard thing to do.

Seokjin needed to come to terms with the fact that someone he trusted as a close friend was lying to everyone, spinning a false narrative, and abusing someone. It was a lot to take in all at once. So Namjoon understood that Seokjin needed more time. He just wished it could be easier. He really needed more people on his side to help him gather physical evidence against Hoseok.

Making his way to the front door, Namjoon opened it, only to be surprised to see Yoongi there."Yoongi-hyung, what brings you here?" he asked curiously. He spotted Yoongi's car parked in front of his house."Come on inside."

When Namjoon stepped aside, Yoongi entered the house and shifted his gaze around. It felt weird to be here for only the second time. He wished he could come here more. He wanted to be with Namjoon as much as possible. Ever since they'd both admitted their crushes on each other, they had grown closer. They still sat together outside for their meal break at work, but they'd started holding hands and practically leaning on each other. Yoongi had revealed his love for classical music by sharing his earbuds with Namjoon a couple times, saying that the classical music helped him relax.

"Hyung, are you okay?" Namjoon noticed that Yoongi seemed to space out as soon as he'd entered the house. Closing the front door, he gently grabbed Yoongi's hand.

Yoongi shook his head and curled his fingers around Namjoon's hand."Hoseok..."

That was enough for Namjoon."He hurt you again." Leading Yoongi to the living room, he motioned toward the couch."Have a seat. I'll get you something to drink."

Again, Yoongi shook his head and refused to let go of Namjoon's hand."Sit with me. Please."

"Alright." Sitting on the couch with Yoongi, Namjoon could smell the other guy's shampoo and body wash. He'd clearly showered before coming over. When Yoongi spoke, his breath was very minty, making it known that he'd also brushed his teeth very thoroughly, probably even gargled mouthwash. With that in mind, Namjoon figured any drink would just end up tasting weird.

Yoongi kicked off his shoes then pulled his feet up onto the couch, making himself comfortable. He leaned his side against Namjoon and lowered his gaze."Am I abusing you?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"What?" Namjoon was taken aback by the question.

"Am I abusing you?" Yoongi repeated."Hoseok said that I'm becoming an abuser. He said I'm isolating you, like he did to me. Is that true? Am I isolating you from your friends?"

"No, absolutely not." That angered Namjoon, but he kept his feelings under control."You're nothing like him. Not at all. You didn't isolate me from my friends. He did. He told them that I'm assisting an abuser and turned them against me. That's his fault, not yours." Releasing Yoongi's hand, Namjoon carefully wrapped his arm around the smaller guy's shoulders, holding him close. He was glad that they could get close like this now. His touches no longer caused Yoongi to flinch. That showed Namjoon that Yoongi trusted him. Wanting to give a little more affection and comfort, Namjoon leaned in close with the intent to peck Yoongi's cheek for the first time.

However, at just that moment, Yoongi turned his head to face Namjoon, startled by lips awkwardly meeting his own. This caused them both to quickly pull away from each other, red-faced and embarrassed."Y-you just..!"

"I meant to kiss your cheek, I swear!" Namjoon put his hands up in front of himself in defense, hoping he didn't upset Yoongi or make him uncomfortable. That wasn't the way it seemed though after a moment of thick silence.

Yoongi scooted closer to Namjoon again, gaze lowered shyly."Namjoon, I..."

"Yoongi-hyung." Very gently, Namjoon used two fingers to lift the cute guy's chin. Then, he leaned in, tenderly capturing his lips. Time felt like it stopped. There was no sound, no movement. Nothing in the world existed, except the bloom of emotion that encompassed them.

The relief of having brushed his teeth and gargled mouthwash before coming over here didn't even enter Yoongi's mind. Nothing did, actually. He was too lost, eyes falling closed as he felt Namjoon initiate the gentlest meshing of lips he had ever experienced. Yoongi hadn't known a man could be so gentle and soft. He used to think all other men were harsh and rough like Hoseok, but Namjoon had proven him wrong in the most beautiful way. And maybe it was also a relief for him that they were both just as awkward in such situations.

After a lovely moment, Namjoon pulled back and didn't know where to go from here, so he was quick to rise to his feet."I'll, uh, get you something to drink." That said, he rushed away to the kitchen, leaving Yoongi with a tiny smile of bliss on his lips.