Summary: If Hoseok had the right to keep you a secret from her, than you had the right to keep him a secret from Hoseok. Pt. 1 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1320172?shsrc=v Pt. 2 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1321894?shsrc=v Pt. 3 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1324077?shsrc=v Pt. 4 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1325302?shsrc=v Pt. 5 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1326154?shsrc=v Pt. 6 http://www.vingle.net/posts/1329062?shsrc=v Finale: https://www.vingle.net/posts/1338453-You-Won-t-Do-That-Finale Epilogue http://www.vingle.net/posts/1340679?shsrc=v
There was something about the way Yoongi’s eyes followed you that had you on edge. From what you had overheard from Jin and Namjoon whispering, Hoseok had brought you over to their dorm after lying to Yoongi and saying that you weren’t coming. The fidgety dancer had been tiptoeing around Suga’s flat stare as well as your questioning gaze. It was obvious that your mere presence had Yoongi sitting on the edge of his seat, literally. The rapper’s lips flattened into a line as his fingers twitched in his lap. Just looking at him, a person could tell that he was dying to say something. The question was, Why hasn’t he yet? Still unsure of where you and Yoongi stood, you had avoided him almost as well as Hoseok. Yoongi wasn’t your boyfriend, or even your friend. Just like he had said, you weren’t his…anything. So why wouldn’t he look away? As Hoseok skittered through the room, his gaze focused directly on the kitchen doorway where he was headed, you grasped his arm. If anything, his pace picked up and he ended up hauling you a few steps before he stopped, a bit surprised to see you latched onto him. Perhaps he was expecting Yoongi to grab onto him. Jhope’s eyes scanned your face, his hands tenderly rubbing your upper arms,”Are you alright?” he mumbled. You bit the inside of your cheek. The honest answer would be, ‘No’. Yoongi had been staring blankly at you for the entirety of your time there without saying a word. He hadn’t even said hello, just inclined his head. “Hoseok..” You whispered,”I don’t think me being here is a good idea.” Shifting your weight from one foot to the other, you tilted your head in the direction of the door,”I’m…I’m a little uncomfortable, I think I’m going to go.” His fingers, tightened around your arms, “No, Jagi..just stay a little longer, please.” Despite how subtle he tried to be, you still caught his eyes glancing over your shoulder in Yoongi’s general direction. He must’ve been staring again. Hoseok’s eyes lowered back to you,”I know hyung’s being a little…creepy, but please stay a bit longer..for me?” His face brightened as you vaguely nodded, turning back around to take back your original seat across from Suga and continue the one sided staring contest. Hoseok slinked away into the kitchen, his voice carrying over Jin and Jimin’s excitable conversation on different ways to prepare Black Bean Noodles. Jungkook and Taehyung were out on a last minute grocery run with a list that grew longer as Jin and Jimin’s conversation grew more and more adamant. The leader, after his talk with Jin, had slinked away into his room to update his twitter with more music recommendations. He claimed that he had to spice them up since the maknae’s were also posting their song preferences. You didn’t see the point, but if he wanted to spent 2 hours just to type 140 characters, that was his problem. In short, all that activity left only you and Yoongi alone in the living room. Seated on two different couches and separated by a low coffee table, you gaze around the room acting as if you’ve never seen the interior of the dorm before and Yoongi.. Yoongi just stared at you. It seemed weird to make eye contact so you avoided his gaze, acting as if you couldn’t feel his eyes boring holes into your flesh. It had been this way for over an hour. He finally licked his lips, leaning back in his seat, “Why are you hiding?” He quietly asked. He voice was so low, it was practically drowned out by all the clattering of pots, and giggles coming from the kitchen. Your eyes focused on his mouth, “I’m sorry?” His fingers scratched at his chin, palm rubbing at where he just scratched,”Why are you hiding your relationship with Hoseok?” He reiterated. A chill ran down your spine as a low hum reverberated from his throat,”I wrote a song about you.” he mumbled unexpectedly,”Ignore the first question.” His voice dropped down as he mumbled to himself,”..I don’t want to hear the answer to that.” Eyes lifting back to you, you could see he wanted to say something else. “Is it a diss track?” you retorted softly. His brows furrowed in confusion. “Your song..” you explained,” The one you wrote about me, is it a diss track?” He chuckled shortly, “No, no..” he assured you. Nervously, his clammy hands clasped together,”It’s…it’s actually a love song…” Dark eyes dropped away from yours. What was he getting himself in to? His original plan was just to apologize and hightail it out of there. Now he was admitting that he had written a love song about you? Curiosity peaked, you asked,”May I listen to it?” Almost immediately he snapped, “No.” which prompted the next question. “Why?” Yoongi looked troubled for a moment, his expression falling as he thought. “You..You can’t know first hand how..” His hands pressed together tightly, fingertips turning red and knuckles whitening. He sighed heavily,”If you hear it, you’ll know…and I don’t know what I’ll do after that. I don’t know the right way to handle it.” “What will I know?” He shook his head, refusing to answer. With jerky movements, he stood up, inclining his head towards you,”I’m sorry Y/N.” Turning away he strode from the room, the sound of the front door slamming shut jarring your thoughts. What was it that he didn’t want you to know? From the kitchen doorway Hoseok sighed in relief, his racing heart finally regulating. You still didn’t know. Now, all he had to do was keep his mouth shut. In his dark studio, Yoongi stared at his desktop home screen blankly. A scratchless, clean CD rested lightly on his fingertips. He had every intention of giving you the disk with the song on it, but something inside him was holding him back. He blinked back tears. Why couldn’t this be easier? Why did you have to belong to Hoseok? The thought of throwing away the disk and the audio files from his harddrive crossed his mind several times, but as quickly as he had drug the file to the recycle bin on the monitor, he was click the restore button. He couldn’t bring himself to get rid of the song and he couldn’t bring himself to give it to you. After almost confessing everything to you a few hours earlier, he had burst into his studio, tripping over his own feet as he hurriedly deleted the audio file to the recycle bin and clicked ‘Empty Trash Can’. Watching the loading bar process the request had thrown him into a tizzy and he had flipped out, jabbing at random keys and shouting at the screen, trying to cancel the deletion. None of it had worked. The file was officially gone. All he had was the disk now. And all he could do was sit here. The lyrics of the song were already torn to shreds and thrown away and now the original MIDI and MP3 files were gone. All that was left of the song was the CD. Yoongi was at a loss. If he just told you the truth, he’d have a chance of you rejecting him. He really did say some hurtful things to you. Or you’d happily accept him and the two of you would be happy together, but what about Hoseok? If he stayed quiet, he may have to one day sit through you and Hoseok’s wedding all while pretending that he was actually happy for you two. Of course he’d want to be happy for the two of you if you did decide to get married, but he didn’t think he really could. He had seen a side to Hoseok that probably no one else has ever seen. And it disgusted him. Hoseok didn’t deserve that specific kind of happiness; not with you. Not after what he put you through.. But hadn’t Yoongi done something just as terrible? “Why the fuck is this so hard?” He whispered down at the shiny disk, wiping at his nose with his jacket sleeve. Your name was written as neatly as he could manage on one side of the CD, half of it smudge in his initial eagerness to have you listen to it and everything become as it should. In the end, the disk had never even left his studio desk. He was too afraid of being rejected. Or maybe he was more afraid of the opposite happening? He turned the disk over in his hands one last time. Shutting his eyes tightly, he held his breath as he suddenly snapped it in half. Opening them to look at the two jagged pieces, one in each hand, he cried. His song for you was permanently erased from existence.
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