Karma stares the ceiling with a steady gaze, flinching from time to time to the thread stitching his now cleaned up wound. It didn't hurt as much as hearing Taehyung screaming to Jimin to listen to him, and it ticked Karma off to the point he had to forget about his promise to Tae and take over.He was hurting him, and Karma hated it.
He will make sure Jimin won't raise his voice like that with him again.
"He was ready," Lucas murmurs lowly as he cuts the edge of the thread once it was completely stitched, "Guess Jimin still has his skills."
Karma grimaces to this, annoyedly, while letting Lucas dab the alcohol over it, "He's a sneaky fucker I'll give him that," He mutters and sits up, flinching to the pain on his arm as he tries to button up his shirt again, "He has the audacity to raise his voice at Tae and pin a knife to his face! He's lucky I didn't fucking drag his ass-"
"Karma!"
Oh no...
"Look! I know where Jimin-"
Shit.
Karma freezes on the bed when Jungkook suddenly enters the room. His once vibrant bunny smile completely falls as he notices the stitches on Karma's arm and the blood on Lucas's gloves, along with the medical utensils and the bullet on the table beside him.
Let's not forget the fresh cut on his face as well..
It didn't even take long for Jungkook to rush to his side, studying the wounds with vividly cautious eyes, "Bullet wound by a close proximity judging by the skin tissues," He whispers to himself and looks up at his face, "Knife dragged down against your skin, meant for torture purposes rather than killing."
Karma couldn't help but watch him with sparkling eyes as he rambles onto this, his gaze now fully concentrated on studying the wounds like a lab experiment. It almost felt like how it was before; Jungkook being observant and stern with his facts as to what he knows.
With himself.
That's what.... Made Karma slightly warm up to him in the beginning.
Since he saw him a lot like himself.
However, the second his eyes shifted to a worried gaze and his lips wobbled, Karma lost him once again.
Right, keeping Tae safe.
Can't have him going commando mode now.
"Are you okay? What happened?" Jungkook instantly asks, the worry lacing his tone that made Karma flinch away.
Stop sounding sounds damn weak.
"Nothing," Karma waves off, "Just go away-"
Seokjin suddenly enters the room, eyes on a folder with purses lips, "Well good news, the wound didn't hurt any important body parts besides some muscles. Jimin intention was most definitely not to kill you since it wasn't near the heart-"
Jimin.....
Jimin hurt Karma.
Karma saw Jimin, and Jimin hurt him.
They saw each other and Karma-
Karma.....
Jungkook's gears in his mind took a massive turn to a very very dark place as he processes the reality of this situation now. A place only cocaine took him most of the time. His face falls completely emotionless, facing Karma once again.
"Jimin did this to you?"
Karma sighs heavily, closing his eyes, "That is none of your business-"
The collar of his shirt is suddenly gripped by rough hands as he's banged against the headboard of the bed, shooting pain to his arm that made him yelp painfully despite his pain tolerance.
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