eyebrows furrowed, jungkook unlocked the front door, pushing it open and slamming it shut.
"what is your problem taehyung!" he yelled from the front door, his eyes widening as he notices a woman cleaning dark red stains from the floor.
"who are you?" he asks as he stalks closer to the lady who hurriedly puts the mop into the bucket and bows.
"good day sir. I'm a cleaner. mr kim hired me to clean."
"where is he? is that... blood?" he questions as he steps back, "what's going on?"
"I don't know sir. I'm just here to clean." she says as he grabs her mop and starts wiping the bloodstains.
"what the fuck is going on?! where is taehyung?!" jungkook barks at the lady sho flinches and drops the mop.
"I don't know! I'm only here to clean! I only know about seokjin! stop yelling at me!" the lady responds, rolling her eyes and harshly grabs the mop.
jungkook pulls his phone out of his pocket, dialing seokjin's phone number.
no response.
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"relax Jin. he'll be fine-"
"what do you mean he'll be fine?! Taehyung's lost a lot of blood! he looks so fucking pale! and you say he'll be fine?! you don't know that! my brother is fighting for his life!" Seokjin yells at the male who makes an attempt at comforting him.
"I know babe. I know. I understand how you feel-"
"you don't understand anything! don't say shit like that! I've watched him grow up. I've been with him since he was a baby. you don't understand shit!"
"I may not have grown up with him Seokjin, but it does not mean I do not know him or care for him. I know you're anxious and upset now, but it doesn't mean you keep pushing me away. I care too." Namjoon sighs, running his bloody fingers through his hair, "I'll go out for a bit." he says as he walks off.
Seokjin sighs, tears of frustration filling his eyes as he watches his boyfriend's retreating figure.
and there was absolutely nothing he could do.
*_*_*_*_*_*
"how's my brother doc?" seokjin asks, rushing to the group of doctors who came out of the hospital room discussing between themselves.
"your brother..." the doctor trails as seokjin looks at him curiously, eyes wide and waiting for a response.
"what's wrong with my brother!" he yells.
"he's fine. he might be switching between consciousness and unconsciousness considering the amount of blood he lost. we need to carry out a test to know what kind of blood type he has."
"okay. when?"
"I've sent a nurse to get a blood sample. it'll be very difficult to get a sample but we'll work with what we have." the doctor says.
seokjin nods, tapping his feet and rubbing his thumb and index finger together anxiously.
"I have to say... we did notice a few things." the doctor says.
"did something happen?"
"the doctors and I noticed a few traces of semen and blood in his rectal area. your brother might have been raped."
seokjin gasps, eyes wide as he wipes the tears that fall down his cheeks hurriedly.
"r-raped?" he stutters as he tries to wrap his head around the new information.
"yes. he needed a few stitches in that area, his head and hand. I have to go check on the nurse. please have a seat sir. we don't want you and your brother having open heads." the doctor says as he guides seokjin towards a chair.
"c-can I see him?" seokjin questions as his lips tremble.
"soon. I'll let you know when."
"how soon please."
"when we're done drawing blood."
seokjin nods, the doctor walking away and then he stares into space.
"I'm the most useless brother ever." he mumbles to himself and then holds his face in his palms as the tears fell.
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sitting at the edge of the bed, seokjin could only pray taehyung would wake up and speak to him.
didn't the doctor say he was going in and out of consciousness?
why wouldn't he open his eyes.
"please taehyung. open your eyes. what am I gonna do if you don't? who's going to disturb me in the night for ice cream?" seokjin says as he places his head at his brother's feet.
taehyung finally moves his feet, groaning at the pain that shoots up his spine, the pounding cut at his head and his wrists.
"tae?" seokjin jumps as he hurried towards his brother's face. he swallows his choked sobs at the pale looking state of his brother.
"how are you feeling?"
"w-water." the bed ridden male croaks out weakly.
seokjin reaches for the glass of water at the bedside table, putting a straw in it and placing the straw in the other male's mouth.
"it's a straw baby. suck on it." seokjin speaks gently, as the other finally starts drinking.
after drinking, he puts the glass down, looking at taehyung for any signs he would give.
"how are you feeling baby?"
taehyung's eyes widen at the pet name. he mumbles out a name, tears falling from the corner of his eyes and then falls back into unconsciousness.
seokjin knew that name.
Minho.
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hi!
sorry for the late update!
I've been so busy with a lot of stuff.
so! how have you guys been doing since my last update which was last year? 😁
n e ways, what do y'all think?
do y'all think Minho did the evil act?
do y'all think tae and Minho had something going on?
what do you think will happen with seokjin and namjoon?
lemme know in the comments aight?
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