The Seven Deadly Alliance

Museum of Art Pt.3

When team four arrived at their base, Wooyoung and Taeil were the first to have their wounds tended.

"Please don't be too harsh." Wooyoung nervously looked at Jihoon.

"You're asking him to." Jungwoo lightly scoffed. The shorter male eyed the two with an annoyed expression, quickly shutting their mouths.

"How's Taeil Hyung?" Jeonghan looks over to Renjun, Ten, and Shotaro.

"He's lost a lot of blood..." The Thai male mumbled quickly grabbing more cotton from Shotaro.

In the corner, Jeongin and Taehyun tended to Seungmin's cuts while Yeosang helped tend with Seonghwa's cuts. Nothing further than minor injuries.

Yoongi patched up Jaehyun's arm and looked at Seokjin who was helping with Jungwon's injuries and Sunoo who was helping Sunghoon. Jungwoo was next to them, helping Johnny's injuries.

He heard a faint kissing sound and hearing 'You good?' before looking back to the man in Jaehyun's embrace. Doyoung had remained silent once they came back, only shaking or nodding his head when asked a question. Obviously, it concerned everyone but only the people who're the closest to the silent boy would at least get small responses.

The instructor crouched in front of the couple, bringing their attention to the older male.

"It's alright, Doyoung. You're safe here." Ten looked over to see what Yoongi was trying to say to his friend. "You don't have to watch when the next mission starts." Yoongi offered to the younger.

"Do you need some time?" Jaehyun gripped the shorter's hand.

   Doyoung stared at the instructor. The older's eyes were relaxed and soft, filled with a tinge of promise within them. A dissimilarity to Doyoung's, lost and stressed. He was quite disturbed during their mission, quite saddened that he couldn't even thank the man who helped them, pondering whether there'd be more enemies connected to any of their pasts, traumatized once again as he could still feel the man's touch lingering on his skin.

   The room went uncomfortably silent. The sounds of metal tools being placed on the trays and bandages cutting were only heard.

"Twelve." Everyone turned their heads towards their direction, some shocked. Yoongi made a confused noise, having Doyoung answer in a full sentence.  "Just... give me twelve hours, time to recollect myself." The instructor gives a wistful smile. Nodding and getting up from his position, he walks towards Seokjin.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Jaehyun looked down at his boyfriend.

"If you want." The older answered, leaning his head on the taller's shoulder.

"Anything to attend to my boyfriend's needs." Jaehyun smiled. His dimples were displayed in front of Doyoung, knowing well enough that the latter loves them. They brought happiness to the older, adoring how cute they were, and they seemed to cease the man's tensed muscles to relax once taking a glance at them.

"Alright..." Seokjin exhaled. Placing down the scissors, he looked around the room towards the instructors. "Open the curtains and unlock the doors."

   Sunoo and Taehyun went towards the doors while everyone else opened the curtains for the injured members. The first to enter the room was Taeyong, who rushed over towards his best friend. The younger was embraced into a hug from the older, the feeling of more warmth welcoming him.

"Are you okay, Doie?" He pulled away, brushing the latter's hair with his hands. Doyoung shook his head.

"I..." He watched as everyone entered the room.  "...need some time to be alone, I'm sorry." He could feel his eyes burning as he looked away from everyone's stares. His throat suddenly felt tight. The touch feeling familiar as if someone was choking him. No one was holding him though. A rush of panic was read on the male's face. Eyes darting around the room, breath quickening, tears streaming down his face as he reached up to grab his own neck. No one could see what the panicked boy saw.