EXTRA PART 0: POV Jungkook

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He stopped when he saw a guy with a broken face, who was hiding in a dark alley. He stopped and turned his back, blocking the view of the alley. He saw several men in dark suits who were searching the street.

"Hey you, have you seen the guy in the leather jacket?" asked the man coming closer to him.

"Yes, some guy ran 5 minutes back that way," Jungkook replied, trying to distract the man from the alley behind him.

"Thank you," the man said. Waving to the others, they ran in the direction Jungkook pointed out. Jungkook carefully scanned the street to see if there were any other men in suits before entering the alley. "Alive?" he asked the shivering guy who was curled up in a ball behind the trash can. "They left," Jungkook said, touching the guy's shoulder. The guy flinched at Jungkook sharply. "They're gone," Jungkook repeated. "It's safe here now." Jungkook smiled as he extended his hand to the guy who was still staring at him in disbelief.

"Why are you helping me? I have no money" the guy finally said.

"I have!" Jungkook laughed, but he felt sad at these words. He was to wonder how this guy lives, since he thinks that people are helping only for money. "Go up. It doesn't look like it's safe for you to stay outside." Jungkook took the guy's hand, helping him to get up.

It's good that he lived close to this place, Jungkook thought, watching the guy limp. He had a million questions, but he decided not to rush to ask them. They went into the apartment and went into the living room, he sat the guy on the sofa. "Wait here," Jungkook said as he headed to the bedroom for the first aid kit. He looked at the closet and took clean clothes for the guy. He came back and left everything on the coffee table, took out his phone. He dialed the only number that came to his mind. He put the phone on table and speakerphone, Jungkook helped the guy take off his jacket.

"Oh my God, is there a hurricane going?! Did Jeon Jungkook call me first?" he laughed at your reaction to his call.

"Very funny, nuna," Jungkook chuckled. "Nuna, what to do if you got beat up? Beaten pretty badly," Jungkook asked, examining the guy's broken face.

"Hey, badass!" you shouted, and the guy looked at the phone in surprise. "What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into? Who beat you? Why didn't you go to the hospital? Is something broken? Did they beat you badly? "

Jungkook laughed at your stream of questions. "I'm fine, nuna. It was not me, but my friend was beaten. "

"Do you have friends?"

"Hey..." Jungkook snorted.

"OK—OK. Was your friend badly hurt? " you asked.

"His face is bruised and he is limping." Jungkook examined the guy for other wounds.

"Treat the wounds and bandage the leg with an elastic bandage. See if there are other injuries. If the temperature rises towards night or he sweats too much, immediately go to the hospital, maybe something is broken or there is bleeding inside, especially if there are bruises on the torso. I'll send your number, this is my friend, he is a doctor. If you can't go to the hospital, dial him. "

"Thank you, nuna. I'll call you later." Jungkook said after hanging up. "Can you undress? " Jungkook asked, reaching for the guy's shirt. He almost laughed as the guy's eyes widened. Jungkook took a step back, raising his hands up. "Sorry, I sometimes forget about personal boundaries." Jungkook smiled. "I just want to help, and besides, your clothes are wet and dirty. You need to change." Jungkook pointed to clean clothes.

The guy just nodded. Jungkook's eyes widened as he saw a huge bruise on the guy's ribs. What happened to you, Jungkook asked mentally. "You need to go to the hospital," Jungkook said, looking like a serious enough injury.

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