I Want the Headline

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Yoongi had left Jungkook all alone with you, but it seemed that as soon as he was out of sight, Jin and Jimin were returning with Hoseok. Both men helped him walk, but when Jin's eyes had found you, he was dropping Hoseok's arms and sprinting over. Jimin briefly struggled under the weight of Hoseok's body before righting himself. Jin stumbled to a stop before Jungkook, asking if Yoongi had gotten the bullet out. Jungkook nodded, murmuring that Yoongi had gone off to find Namjoon. Jin reached down to scoop you up and although Jungkook's first thought was to hold you tighter, he also didn't want to wake you.

So he had no choice but to let your brother take you.

Jin hoisted you up, calling out that he was heading into the warehouse. You needed treatment immediately and who knows how long Jungkook had just sat there with you in his arms. Shouldering open the doors, he lowered you onto a bed, whirling around to slam and lock the door in Jungkook's face. The other man hadn't let Jin take a full step before he was right behind him, eyes darting over your limp arm swinging lifelessly as Jin hurried forward.

At the door being slammed and locked in his face, Jungkook blinked.

And then he screamed.

His hands curled into fists, pounding on the door as he tried to force it open. "Let me in!" Jin set out medical supplies, briefly glancing to the door rattling on its hinges,

"Go away, Jungkook!" He snapped, "I can take care of my sister myself!" He ripped open gauze packages, snapping on some gloves and grabbing a second medical kit searching for more gauze. Outside, Jungkook had gone silent and Jin thought he had given up until he heard his soft voice,

"You can't do shit for her."

Your older brother's ears perked, "What?" Did Jungkook- Jungkook the murdering, high school dropout- just call him incompetent in caring for his own family? Jin had set down the medical supplies, turning to face the door, "Don't forget where you're at, you little shit. Namjoon's not here to protect you anymore." He growled, "I've seen you with Y/N, how you look at her and touch her. And now that you're both here, under our jurisdiction, it's over. You're not laying another finger on my sister-"

"She loves me." He retorted flatly, "She told me, in front of Jimin, in front of Yoongi too, that she loves me." Jin couldn't do anything. The matter was settled.

Jin calmly returned to treating your wounds, "Give me ten minutes with her and she'll think otherwise." He replied calmly, smoothing down your hair, "I know my baby sister better than anyone and she'd never spend the rest of her life with someone like you."

Jungkook had frowned at this, hand dropping from the doorknob. He angrily stared at the dark wood of the door, "Me?" He echoed. You'd never spend your life with someone like him? "There's...there's a lot wrong with me, but she still loves me. You can't talk her out of that, Jin." Jin had gotten to him for a second, but Jungkook remained firm. You loved him, you told him so. Nothing could change that..it was just you and Jungkook.

At least he thought so.

"Did you know, before all this, she was about ready to get engaged?" Jin cooed, "Well...her boyfriend had asked my permission and I said yes, he was planning on proposing when she came back from Jeju..but that never happened." Jungkook furrowed his brows, you had never mentioned a boyfriend. He thought..

He thought he was the only one.

He shook his head, Jin loved mind games. "You're lying. She never mentioned a boyfrien-" You wouldn't have let him kiss if you were devoted to another man. He wouldn't have been allowed to hold you so close or run his moist lips along your smooth skin, breathing in anticipation of what he wanted to do. You wouldn't have tolerated his half lidded gazes and drunken smiles and taunting touches.