How did it come to this?

Hoseok wanted to ask that, but deep down, he knew the answer. It was all his own fault.

A game. That was all it had been at first. A bet among his friends.

Could he get a member of the local gang to date him? The feelings didn't have to be mutual, right? There didn't even need to be feelings. Gang members were hardened assholes who didn't love anyone, right? No one would get hurt for this fun. Right?

How wrong he had been.

It had worked. Hoseok had won the bet. He gained a boyfriend within the gang. None other than Yoongi, the leader's right hand. Surely, someone so hardened would not get too attached.

But Hoseok could see it in his eyes now, as they glistened, moist and slightly red."Yoongi--" His throat was quickly gripped as soon as the name left his mouth, not tight enough to hurt, just to startle him to be quiet.

"You don't get to say my name anymore." Yoongi's voice came out like a snarl."You don't have the right." He had to be tough or else his lips would begin to quiver."I don't ever want to hear your voice again."

Hoseok knew those words were meant. He was fully aware that Yoongi never said anything he didn't mean, always being honest and blunt.

"This was just a bet. That's all we were to you." Yoongi had overheard a conversation between Hoseok and his friends. He knew it all now. He knew about the bet and what Hoseok and his friends thought of him."You were toying with me because why? Because I'm 'too hardened to love?'"

"Yoongi, I can explain--"

"SHUT UP!!" Releasing Hoseok's throat, Yoongi clenched his hands into fists."No more lies! I heard enough!" Taking a deep breath, he attempted to calm himself before continuing."You told them that you can't love someone like me. I've got news for you, Seok. People like you create people like me. And you can tell them that you're right about me now."

Hoseok wanted to ask what Yoongi meant by that, but he kept quiet. He had already incurred enough anger.

"After you, I will never love again." As a last show of disgust, Yoongi spat down at Hoseok's feet before turning on his heel and walking away.

All Hoseok could do was stare down at the splatter of spit on the ground, struggling to keep himself from crying out."Neither will I."