yourhope: (A lifetime of thanking)

[personal profile] yourhope 2018-11-12 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't like Cheon." He said that again, because he felt it was worth repeating. "He picks boys that he thinks will grow up to be hot." Hobi might still be young himself, but he still felt that was gross. So very gross. "He likes Ten and I hate him."

Ten belonged with him and he would be there for him always. "I... I wanted to ask you, but I didn't want you to arrest Ten. Please don't arrest Ten, he doesn't mean it. He's just in so much pain." So much pain right now too and he couldn't help him.
yourhope: (everyday is like D-day)

[personal profile] yourhope 2018-11-12 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's a rat." Hobi muttered it, because he knew that Namjoon wouldn't want him to say that, but he didn't want to change his mind on that. He was mad at him and he felt betrayed and it was betrayal. They didn't do that to each other! They didn't go to grown-ups. He rubbed his face and hugged Namjoon. "I'm sorry, hyung. Don't worry about me. I wasn't gonna do any drugs, I just wanted Ten to feel better and he wanted me with him."
yourhope: (I enjoy curses and vulgar language)

[personal profile] yourhope 2018-11-12 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm protecting Ten! Yoongi doesn't even care!" Hobi didn't want to be angry, he didn't want to be upset, but he couldn't stop himself and maybe Yoongi was just a convenient target, especially because Hobi felt guilty. He rubbed at his eyes, looking around to see if somehow Jin-hyung was already there to tell him that everything was okay. "I wouldn't let Cheon touch Ten! Never. Yoongi's jealous cause he doesn't have a boyfriend."

That didn't even make sense. "I'm sorry, hyung! I'm sorry!"
yourhope: (But I don't do that in my music)

[personal profile] yourhope 2018-11-12 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoongi gave a nod and caught the wallet easily, his face not really showing much in the way of emotion, which was at least better than crying. He turned to head down the hallway, remembering the hospital layout pretty well.

Hobi nodded and got up slowly, ducking his head. He didn't mean to fall apart like this, he knew he should be better than that. But he even reached for Namjoon's hand, worrying his bottom lip. "Ten is so sweet, hyung. So sweet. It's all of the drugs and the older guys, they make it all too evil. I want to help him and I don't know how."
yourhope: (If I were to say about me)

[personal profile] yourhope 2018-11-12 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hobi was shifting on the balls of his feet, feeling fidgety and worried, but at least he wasn't crying any more. He wished he could dance, but he knew that wouldn't really work. For one thing, he was lacking the music and the space and people always thought dancing had to be happy. He didn't think so.

In the end he said nothing until Jin came hurrying down the hallway, walking quickly as he always did when he was at work. He smiled a little, which made Hobi feel hopeful, and then he already told him. "Ten is sleeping now. He's exhausted. But he is out of immediate danger, we managed to avoid him going into shock."

There was still a lot ahead of the boy, but at least for now he was not in danger any more. "Aw. You must have worried, Hobi." He pulled the boy into a hug, even if he now looked decidedly sheepish.

"I'm sorry, hyung."

"I'm sure you are." Jin didn't even know what the story here was. "Where's Yoongi?" He looked at Namjoon in askance.