Protect Me|JungkookxBTS

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Hoseok pov
I didn't sleep at all, I couldn't stop worrying about Jungkook. I had texted him and called him at least 20 times, but of course he didn't respond. Maybe he's at the studio? He usually practices when he's having a bad day. "Jin hyung I'm going to the studio to practice." I mumbled as I shrugged on my coat. Jin poked his head out of the kitchen and nodded, "ok, but if Jungkook's there please don't bother him." I nodded, then left the dorm to look for Jungkook. Last night Namjoon and Jin came to the conclusion that it would be best if we gave Jungkook his space. There's no way in hell I'm going to ignore Jungkook and pretend everything is ok.

Once I entered the bighit building it was surprisingly quiet and empty. I couldn't shake the creepy vibe as I entered the elevator. The elevator doors were about to shut but someone's arm got in the way. I frowned as the doors reopened to let in the man, who happened to be one of our producers. Lee Sim. "Ah hello Lee hyung." I greeted, then bowed. "Oh hello Hoseok, what brings you here?" Lee asked as he repositioned the strange box being held under his arm. I wonder what's in it. "I'm just going to the studio to practice." I answered blankly, I don't really feel like talking. Lee nodded and thankfully didn't ask any more questions for the remainder of the ride. Finally the elevator beeped letting me know we had arrived at my floor. "Bye Lee hyung." I said while giving him a quick bow before stepping out of the elevator. I don't really know Lee, he's new here, but I guess he seems nice.

I felt a little relieved when I saw that the studio door was closed, we always keep it open when no one is in there. Jungkook must be in there, did he actually spend the night here? I hesitated before lightly tapping on the door. It was a little strange that there wasn't any music playing. What is Jungkook doing? "Kookie can I come in?" I asked and for some reason my gut was twisting into knots as I waited for a response. Which never came. I took a deep breath before pushing open the door and what I saw horrified me. It felt like my whole world collapsed when I saw Jungkook lying on the floor. The only piece of clothing on his body were his underwear. His clothes were scattered around the room as if someone had attacked him and his chest had angry red lines scratched into it. "Jungkook!" I cried as I ran to his side and fell to my knees. He looked so broken, so frail, I was almost afraid to touch him. Gently I brushed his bangs away from his forehead, hoping that would wake him up. I didn't want to scare him, or embarrass him. "Jungkookie." I whispered and continued to comb my fingers through his sweat covered hair. Slowly Jungkook's eye lids fluttered open and once he saw me I smiled, hoping it would calm him down. Instead of screaming or running away from me, Jungkook silently broke down in tears. Painful sobs wracking his body as he curled up against me. I couldn't hold back my own tears, who did this to my Jungkook? "K-kookie w-who did this to you?" I asked as I held Jungkook's shaking body against mine. Jungkook didn't respond, he just started crying harder. I'm going to kill whoever did this to Jungkook. But first I need to get him home.

Jungkook was silent as I helped him into his clothes. I didn't want to mention the blood stains on his underwear and on his thighs. He's probably embarrassed enough. But now my suspicions are correct, Jungkook was raped. I couldn't fathom why anyone would rape Jungkook or who would do it. Obviously it's someone from the company, but who would ever do that? "Jungkook can you stand?" I asked as I crouched down in front of the crying maknae. It scared me that Jungkook hasn't said anything since I found him. I hope he'll be alright. Jungkook stared at me through his tear clouded lashes, he's so adorable, how could anyone hurt him? A sob escaped Jungkook's lips as he slowly shook his head, he's probably beating himself up. "Hey kookie, it's ok, I'll just carry you." I cooed, trying desperately to sooth the crying maknae. Jungkook continued to shake his head and mumble small no's. At least he's talking. Gently I grabbed the youngers tear soaked cheeks and forced him to look at me. "Kookie, please let me help you." I mumbled, I was having a hard time holding back my own tears. Jungkook was staring at me wide eyed but he slowly nodded. I smiled and suddenly found myself wanting to kiss his forehead. But I'd never do that, so instead I just brushed his bangs out of his eyes and released his cheeks.

I stood up and sighed, how am I going to do this? "Kookie tell me if I'm hurting you, ok?" I said as I bent down and wrapped my arms around Jungkook's shaking body. Jungkook nodded then instantly wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his face against my neck. At any other time I would've thought Jungkook was being adorable. But he's in pain right now, and probably embarrassed and ashamed. Slowly I lifted Jungkook up bridal style, trying to be careful with his backside. "Are you ok?" I asked as I took slow steps towards the exit. Thankfully Jungkook nodded, his warm tears tickling my skin. I took a deep breath before opening the studio door and carefully making my way towards the elevator.