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"Hi, guys fucking bitch, who the fuck do you think you are? I'm currently having a bad tic attack" Jungkook says, his voice shaky as he's about to cry. He accidentally hits himself, head twitching. He looks back at his iPad, on a facetime call with Junyeong. "Junyeong ah fuck fuck fuck" Jungkook says, sniffling.
"Baby, it'll be okay. I'll be there soon"
"Be careful you fucking bitch, I'm not shy babe" Jungkook says and Junyeong nods.
"Call one of the hyungs or something, baby, you're hurting yourself"
He was right, Jungkook had been biting and hitting himself, now he's full of bruises. "I did lemons, fuck, fuck they are coming" Jungkook says, eyes twitching.
"Hmm, I'll be over"
Jungkook is now wearing something that will make his hand okay, it's a protective gear. The hyungs are now watching over him, taking sharp things away from him. Junyeong is beside him, giving him little kisses. His tics slowly disappeared after an hour, and now his bruises and wounds are being aided. "I hate that" Jungkook says, pouting. "We know, bubs" Jin says, sighing.
"We're here though"
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