Protect Me|JungkookxBTS

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Hoseok pov
"Kookie I'm going to take you to the bathroom, ok?" I asked as I stepped into our apartment, struggling to close the door behind me. My arms were killing me from carrying Jungkook but right now I didn't care. Jungkook nodded, still refusing to speak. Thankfully his crying stopped. Everyone appeared to be asleep or doing something in their rooms, which I was thankful for. Because I did not want Jungkook to get bombarded with questions. I have tons of questions right now, but they can wait. I grunted when I finally got the bathroom door open. Except I didn't know where to put Jungkook. If he was raped, his butt probably really hurts. "Jungkook where should I put you?" I asked, my arms were about to give out. I waited for a response but it never came. Was Jungkook asleep? "Jungkook?" I asked then continued to gently shake the boy. Jungkook's head finally fell off of my shoulder to reveal his sleeping face. Tears covering his cheeks and a redish blueish bruise forming on his bottom lip. I need to ice that.

Carefully I lied Jungkook down on the tile floor. I knew it wasn't the most comfortable place but it was temporary. My arms were aching as I hurriedly locked the door then turned on the bath water. "I'm going to put you in the tub, ok?" I don't know why I kept asking for Jungkook's approval. He was asleep. Once the tub was full I turned off the water and began to undress Jungkook. I grimaced when I saw the puffy red lines running down his chest. Did someone scratch him? I was about to remove Jungkook's pants but I stopped. If he really was raped I don't want to do anything without his consent. Even if it was just taking off his clothes.

"Jungkook?" I whispered as I moved closer to the maknaes face. He didn't look peaceful. He looked like he was fighting with someone in his sleep. "Jungkook." I said this time a little louder. Jungkook's eyes twitched before flying open. He looked like he was about to scream but instead his face flushed red and tears pooled in his eyes. "Shh kookie don't cry, I'm just going to put you in the bathtub and clean you off, ok?" I asked, this time I need his consent. Jungkook seemed to understand what this meant because his eyes kept shifting from his legs to my eyes. "O-ok." He finally mumbled. I was shocked when I heard Jungkook's voice. It didn't even sound like him. His voice was raspy and gravely, as if he's been gargling nails. Or having a cock shoved down it.

I gave Jungkook a forced smile before moving back down to remove his pants and underwear. I tried not to look once he was naked but it was hard not to. Especially when I caught a glimpse of red stains on the insides of his thighs. "Can you stand?" I asked, I sounded like I was on the verge of tears. Jungkook was refusing to make eye contact with me. So instead of answering he slowly crawled onto his hands and knees. Then used the counter as support to lift himself up. I'm not blind. I could see Jungkook's face twist in pain as he limped towards the bathtub. He's always been stubborn when it comes to asking for help.

Once Jungkook was safely inside the tub and surrounded by the warm water I saw him visibly relax. The warm water soothing his nerves and muscles. "Kookie do you need more help?" I asked even though I knew the answer. Jungkook still wouldn't look at me, his eyes focused on the water. Which was slowly turning a light red around his thighs. "P-please l-leave hyung." Jungkook mumbled. The water rippling when his tears dripped from his cheeks. "Ok kookie but you're telling everyone what's going on later." I mumbled before exiting the bathroom and shuffling into my room. Once my butt hit my bed I burst into tears. How could anyone do that to Jungkookie?! He's so innocent and adorable and amazing! Someone stole our maknaes innocence and I'm going to kill whoever it was.