"Namjoon. I will reiterated myself. I will not be working with BTS any longer. I hope you can understand. The secret between us would not be told to anyone and will be brought to our graves respectively ." You ignored Suga's called for you.
"Alrights. I would like you to reconsider however."Namjoon negotiate.
"I would like to speak with hoseok privately. If you may excuse the both of us." You replied, desperate to get an answer to your burning question.
Waiting for Namjoon and yoongi to dismiss themselves. You look towards Hoseok who looked guilty and maybe even slightly depressed. Slience took over the both of you in the darkness. No one said anything. No one said nothing. Perhaps the both of you didn't want whatever this relationship to end. Because if you spoke. Nothing would be the same anymore.
"Hoseok-ah. Why?" You finally spoke up, after much consideration, voice cracking in the process.
"(Y/N). I am sorry." Hoseok replied, softly as if to show his sincerity.
"I don't need that. Tell me. Was this all just a ruse ? At least. I thought you were a true…" "Friend." You ended.
Before continuing, "but i guess it's all okay now. Forget it."
"(Y/N). Listen. I swear i am tasked to befriend you after taehyung's incident. I swear i wasn't true to you and myself at first. But as i get to know you. I realise that i genuinely wanted to be by your side. I wanted to protect you. That wasn't a lie." Hoseok explained.
"Stay with me." Hoseok continued, looking straight into your eyes.
"I would but. I am no longer an inspector. You would have no use for me. Would you want me to stay now?" You questioned yourself, with an answer in your heart.
"(Y/n). I …" hoseok was stucked, he was trapped, he didn't know what to do. Or what to say. The only thing, only chance he had was to stop you. But he didn't.
You walked away, as tears welled up your eyes. You tried to stop it but you can't, as you find yourself sobbing out loud once you are out of sight, into the darkness, under the pouring, unrelenting rain. You find yourself looking back occasionally, but there's no one in sight, and most definitely he wasn't there. You scoffed at yourself. What wishful thinking. How pathetic.
Hoseok watched your back retreated into the darkness. His heart wanting to call out for you but his brain stopping him from doing so. He clenched his fist, why don't he have the courage? The courage of a man to tell the woman he love. What coward. How sympathetic.
"I loved you." Hoseok and (Y/n) whispered out into the darkness, to no one particular.
"How did it go ?" Taehyung inquired, the moment hoseok entered the room. Hoseok just shook his head, in which Namjoon was displeased but not surprised.
"It's okay isn't it?" Jin comforted, "she helped us a lot, more than enough in fact."
"Yeah. We still have other means of connection with the police." Jimin added.
The room was silent, with a troubled looking namjoon, a awkward look of jin and jimin, the stoic face of yoongi and jungkook and the unreadable expressions on taehyung and hoseok face. They have all form a certain type of bond with you in one way or another, to lose a chess piece, an ally, a friend and even a lover was just maybe giving them some time to reflect.
You were so tired. You were so done. You were ready to give up. You dragged your feet home, feeling the piercing raindrops on your skin, as if to remind you of your emotional pain. Physical pain and mental pain. You were drenched, and you don't know if it was because of the rain or your tears.
"Mmhh!" You tried to shout, but was unfortunately muffled by a suffocating hands. You tried to fight back, but was too tired or too drained to do so. You slowly felt yourself slip into unconsciousness. Just maybe you enjoy this feeling, of nothingness, numbness.
"Good job!" A gruffy voice seems muffled under the pouring rain. Pulling his leather, black glove by his teeth, taking a pocket knife and dragged it along your left cheek.
"Now, let's see if you are worth it." His sinister laugh echoed in the darkness.
If you didn't know already, I will tell you.
Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.