The Lieutenant [Jeon Jungkook x Reader][21+][COMPLETE]

Chapter Eighteen

"You never learn, do you Jungho?" Jackson stated once he reached Jungho, who was now leaning against the wall with Jungkook leaning on the wall on the opposite side of the corridor, leering at him while he clutched his bare stomach. "You need to see a doctor. I'm pretty sure your nose is broken, and you may have a cracked jaw. Who did this?" Jackson turned to face myself and Jungkook.

"Jungkook broke his nose, and I cracked his jaw," I uttered through gritted teeth, "It was self defense in both cases. Jungho jumped Jungkook and he punched me when I tried to defend him."

"See me in my office tomorrow after breakfast, we have a lot of paperwork to do." Jackson said with exasperation, "Let's go Jungho, I'll take you to the nurse, but then I never want to see you in my dorm ever again. Got it?" Jungho nodded as he hung his head, not wanting to look at anyone.

"Keep an eye open, princess," Jungho muttered in my direction as he was dragged past where I stood before he could be taken around the corner out of view.

"If I see him again, I'll kill him," I said, still watching the corner he had walked behind.

"Let's go to bed, sunshine," Jungkook said as he grabbed my hand.

"Please can I clean your face first?"
"I would appreciate that,"

I led Jungkook into the ladies bathroom and made him sit on the counter next to the basin. I grabbed some paper towels, and made them damp under the tap. I placed my fingers under Jungkook's chin gently to try and hold his face steady. I started to dab at the dry blood on his cheeks and mouth which only made him grimace and twitch away from my touch. He winced when I dabbed the blood off of the cut on his lip.

"Sorry Kook, but I have to make sure this is clean," I whispered. Jungkook squeezed his eyes closed as I cleaned the fresh cuts on his face. "These may scar,"

"A few scars don't bother me, it will make me look hotter,"

"If that's even possible," I sent him a wink and he smiled at my comment, "Stand up, please,"

As he stood, I gripped his hip with one hand to hold him steady while I tried to clean the scrapes on his chest. I stood close to him as I concentrated, and so I coudl see every tiny scrape. The fact that he had been shirtless did not work in his favor. Jungho's boots versus Jungkook's fair skin was not a fair fight.

"Round two? I don't think i have it in me, Liz, but I'll try," Jungkook said as he placed his hand over the one I had on his hip and scooped his head to plant a small, gentle kiss on top of my head.

"No you idiot, I want to make sure you stay still while I clean the cuts on your stomach," I giggled, knowing that he was only teasing, "You're in no state to being doing such things anyway, I'm pretty sure Jungho cracked one of your ribs," I ran my fingers over the bruise that had started to form on Jungkook's chest. He had some bruises forming on his stomach as well, some of them were huge. A few small cuts were scattered around his stomach, but none of them were major. "You're going to bruise badly, but judging by the colouration, I don't think there is any internal damage. I'm actually surprised you didn't throw up, it looks like he kicked you in the stomach." I was trying to be as calm as possible, not wanting him to know that my heart was wrenching at the sight of him.

"Oh, he definitely kicked me in the stomach," Jungkook muttered under his breath.

I finished cleaning the cuts on his stomach and threw the paper towel in the toilet.

"Let's go Kook, you need some rest," I smiled gently and grabbed his hand.

"Thank you," Jungkook said, looking deep into my eyes. It felt like he was looking into my soul, searching for my deepest secrets and my truest desires.