52 – JH focus

Hoseok was staying calm. And he hated it. From the moment Yoongi called him in tears, he had been forced to stay calm. He had had to order a cab to go and pick up Taehyung and Jungkook, not making them worry. He'd had to console Yoongi at the hospital, console Taehyung at the hospital, console everyone but himself. He wanted so badly to just cry, to scream about how unfair this was. But he couldn't.

It had been maybe two hours or so since they arrived and they had been given various updates: Jimin was awake, Seokjin was unconscious, Jimin was on medication, Seokjin was stable. It gave Hoseok some hope that it would all be okay. He was just tired of worrying so much.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and he barely remembered to look at the caller ID before answering it.

"Hello?" he asked, aware of how unenthusiastic he sounded.

"Oppa…" the voice whined through the phone. Hoseok was considering throwing it away then and there. He did not want to talk to her right now. Or ever, for that matter.

"What do you want, Seohyun?" he asked coldly, drawing the attention of Taehyung and Jungkook as well. Hoseok didn't know if they knew what had gone down but he silently promised to explain it when she was gone.

"I want you. I miss you," she pouted and Hoseok rolled his eyes so hard it hurt.

"No you fucking don't," he told her. "You never wanted me in the first place."

"Oppa, that's not true! I do love you, I swear! Where are you right now? I want to see you." Hoseok laughed bitterly.

"I'm at the hospital. Hyung got run over," he chose his words carefully, intending to trap her. It worked.

"Oh my God! Was it Yoongi-oppa?" she asked, very concerned.

"No. It wasn't. But the fact that your mind goes to him is the exact reason I don't want to be with you anymore. You're selfish. You want him all to yourself just so you can brag about winning him. Hell, even if you did get him, you'd ditch him the next week. You don't care who you fuck up as long as you get your way and it's insufferable. Grow the fuck up." Tension was boiling inside Hoseok from the past two hours of life and he needed someone to spit it out at. So why shouldn't it be her?

"Oppa, please, calm down- "

"No, fuck you. I don't want to deal with you. Two of my friends are hospitalised and the rest of them are crying their souls out. I have far more important things to deal with than someone like you. You tricked me, you used me, you broke my heart. And for what? To get with a gay guy who has a boyfriend? What kind of fucked up person does something like that?"

"You're overreacting," she dared to reply. Hoseok scoffed and stood up.

"I'm overreacting? One of my friends nearly died today. One of them is traumatised, one of them thinks it's his fault, one of them nearly lost his boyfriend, one of them doesn't have their best friend to help them cope and one of them has had to grow up faster than he ever should've had to. And on top of that, you have the fucking nerve to tell me to calm down? You distracted me! Without you, I could have met with the others. I could have helped. Even right now, I could be holding their hands and telling them it's okay but I'm not! Apparently, I have to yell at you because you still think you're in the right!"

Hoseok was shaking. Crying. Fuming. A hand wrapped around his waist and another took the phone from his hand.

"Savour this, it's the last time you're ever hearing my voice," Yoongi told her. "Fuck off and never bother me again. Don't speak to my friends and get over yourself. You're a grown woman, live your life chasing someone who likes you, if that person exists. I'm leaving. Good luck getting into SM, sweetheart." With that, he hung up and hugged Hoseok tightly. Dear God, Hoseok needed that.

"Thank you, hyung," he whispered, half hoping that Yoongi wouldn't hear him.

"It's okay. You did the same for me," he replied. This was such an emotional day and Hoseok needed to pause it just for three seconds.

After four seconds, they went back to sit down with Taehyung and Jungkook.

"Hyung, you didn't have to defend us like that," Jungkook said quietly. Hoseok took a deep breath, still minorly shaken from his rant. He smiled.

"I wanted to. She doesn't deserve any kind of explanation, but she needs to get it inside her head that she doesn't matter to me anymore. You guys are all that matters to me." Jungkook grinned and Taehyung overdramatically put his hand over his heart as if he had been shot. Yoongi looked at them curiously and then managed to smile.

"Jungkookie, are you okay?" he asked and Jungkook nodded, ruffling his hair. "How's your hangover?" Jungkook blushed deep red and Hoseok failed to bite back a smile. Even Taehyung let out a small giggle.

"He's never drinking again. He was such a mess this morning, I had to drag him into school," he smiled affectionately and Jungkook buried his face in Taehyung's shoulder.

"Aw, Kookie, don't be shy! We wanna know about your drunken antics other than singing the Friends theme as loud as you possibly can," Hoseok grinned and Jungkook whined.

"Please forget that," he begged and Hoseok laughed. It felt good to laugh after all of this. The past three hours had been so painful, so heart-breaking. But Hoseok was laughing with his friends and making fun of Jungkook and it felt normal again. If only it could stay that way forever.

"Hey, guys," a sleepy Jimin greeted them when he came back in the room. Taehyung immediately got up to hug him, more gently than before. "I'm sorry for passing out on you, Tae," he chuckled and Taehyung let him go.

"Nah, it wasn't your fault. Feeling better?" he asked as they sat down again. Jimin shrugged,

"Yeah, I guess. They got me a prescription this time so I don't have to try and control my body temperature with Starbucks like before. That means I can go back to school on Monday," he said with false enthusiasm. Taehyung laughed,

"Well, at least you've got all weekend to catch up. You're going to need to work your ass off this week if you want to pass the midterms, though," he warned and Jimin cringed.

"Excuse me." The nurse was back and all five of us stood up at once. "Are you all here for Kim Seokjin?" We all nodded. "This way, then."