(Boy Meets Evil)

Dark Hoseok was something that none of them wanted to see. His usual bright, charismatic self melted into a brooding, sinister character that, in all honesty, was terrifying. He dressed predominantly in black and hardly spoke to any of them. He would skulk around the apartment and he became more or less nocturnal. Probably. They didn't see much of him at all since he shut himself in his room most of the time.

They all knew what had happened to make him like this. And her name was not to be spoken at any point. She had been a bad influence on Hoseok from the start, pulling him out of rehearsals for no reason, making herself the priority over her members. But he seemed happy with her and the others were happy for him.

Then she left. She had been seeing someone else for a while, they later discovered. Hoseok didn't cry or beg or argue. He had just walked home and stayed in his room for a very long time. After that, the others didn't hear him laugh or see him smile for a week and they were beginning to get worried. They would try talking to him but he just acted as if they weren't there. He didn't eat with them or play with them and the loss of their sunshine was noticeable and obvious.

When Taehyung tried to get a spontaneous piggy-back from him in the hallway, he was very quickly shrugged to the ground. When Namjoon tried to start a logical conversation, he found himself talking to a closed door. When Jimin wanted help with some choreography, he soon realised that he would have to ask Jungkook. Hoseok was no longer Hoseok and they wanted him back.

They called a meeting in the main room without him to try and think about what to do next. Seokjin led the discussion.

"This has gotten too weird. He's so far from himself and I'm worried. The problem is, I don't know if it's just that he's sad that she left or if there's actually something wrong with him. I just wish I could have done something earlier to help him."

"The thing is about her," Jimin rationalised, "is that she was bad for him. She would have left anyway; it's just a good thing she did before she destroyed him completely. Gotta admit, though, she didn't get too far off." They all agreed.

"I just don't know what to do when he's like this," said Jungkook. "It's like living without the sun. It's so dark and cold and it's just impossible."

"He used to be so close to us all. I hate this now." As soon as Taehyung said this, Hoseok's door opened and he floated out of his room towards the kitchen. "Watch this," Taehyung demonstrated. "Hoseok!" He didn't turn around. "Hoseokie!" Again, no response. "Hyung, wanna film with us?" Hoseok just got some food out of the fridge and walked back to his room without saying a word or acknowledging any of them. "See? It's like we don't exist."

"I miss him," Namjoon said, quietly. Yoongi hadn't spoken. He was just staring at Hoseok's door as if he could burn a hole through it. If Hoseok was in a bad mood, so was Yoongi. If Hoseok was in a good mood, Yoongi was in a less bad mood. Suddenly, he stood up.

"I can't take this anymore." He strode to Hoseok's door, cries of dissuasion following him to which he did not listen. Yoongi opened the door and the slammed it behind him. There were no lights on in the room and the curtains were fastened shut, so it took a few seconds for Yoongi's eyes to adjust to the darkness. When they did, he wished they hadn't.

Clothes were strewn all over the room, drawers were upturned and bedsheets had been haphazardly thrown across the floor. A mirror had been smashed and the glass had not been cleared up. Empty bottles of stuff that Yoongi didn't even think Jungkook could buy yet were piling up in one corner of the room. And Hoseok was standing with his back to the wall staring straight at Yoongi. This, however, did not faze Yoongi.

"Oh, so you do know I exist! Sorry, we were worried there for a minute." Yoongi's words dripped with cynicism. Hoseok walked forward and past Yoongi. Or would have done if Yoongi hadn't grabbed his arm and spun him around. "Hoseok, stop it. Just stop fucking ignoring us. Do you know how much you've been worrying Seokjin? He thinks it's his fault you're like this."

"And I suppose it's my fault, is it?" These were the first words Yoongi had heard him say for days and he had forgotten how much he cherished that voice, even if it was a broken version of it. Yoongi couldn't pretend he understood fully what was wrong. But he could take a guess.

"No. It's no one's fault. This was inevitable. Your breakup kick-started something that had been building for a while now. But even so, she took so much away from you and we want to bring it back."

"I don't want it back. You don't know how hard it is to be J-Hope. I annoy myself. I hate myself. She can keep what she took, I don't want it anymore." Yoongi wanted to be gentle and caring and helpful. But Hoseok was pissing him off.

"For God's sake, Hoseok, you were together for five weeks and she was cheating on you for over half of that! She is insignificant, so unworthy of you and everything you stand for! I know it's hard to be so shining and positive, why do you think I stay like this all the time? You bring out the best in everyone, including me, and you're dragging all of us down with you being like this. It's selfish! Get over her!" Hoseok wrenched his arm away from Yoongi and stood over him, radiating control. Yoongi tried his best not to be intimidated but found it very difficult.

Then something changed and Yoongi couldn't quite place what it was. But something in the atmosphere shifted. He met Hoseok's eyes and wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt…something else. He moved slightly closer and Hoseok did the same. Yoongi prayed he hadn't read this wrong.

He grabbed the back of Hoseok's neck and pulled him sharply towards him, connecting their lips furiously. Hoseok gripped Yoongi's waist strongly and pulled him closer. Yoongi hooked his fingers into Hoseok's soft, dark hair, craving more of him. Hoseok ran his hands down the front of Yoongi's shirt and unbuttoned it slowly. Yoongi scratched the back of Hoseok's neck and Hoseok began to kiss down his neck, biting down and leaving bruises wherever he felt like it. Yoongi moaned quietly and Hoseok moved back up to his lips again.

He is so getting over her, Yoongi thought, smiling into the kiss.

There was a knock on the door and Yoongi swore quietly. He reluctantly pulled away from Hoseok. He was in no state to answer the door: his hair was messed, his shirt was open and his skin was marked. He didn't care, though. Yoongi walked to the door and opened it, hearing Jungkook begin to talk without even seeing who answered.

"Hyung, are you okay? We heard you…" Yoongi flicked him in the head to shut him up and looked amusedly at Jungkook's confused, shocked stare.

"Shush. Busy." Yoongi shut the door in the maknae's face and returned his attention to something far more worth his time. He looked at Hoseok, who was biting his lip tantalisingly and wrapping his arms around Yoongi's neck. "Even you've got to admit, this is one hell of a rebound." Hoseok just kissed his neck and whispered,

"I don't know why you're talking when you could be kissing me." Yoongi laughed and kissed Hoseok again. Faintly through the door, they heard Seokjin shout,

"You two, out here now!" They didn't reply. "Or I will bring everyone in that room and we'll meet in there!" Dammit.

"Fine!" Hoseok yelled back. Then, quietly, he said to Yoongi, "Later, 'kay?" Yoongi nodded, disappointed, and started tidying himself up. The combined efforts of memory and anticipation were slowly torturing him and he didn't think he had ever dreaded a meeting more than this. He would just have to wait.