He stayed quiet.
Carried him inside and sat him on the couch.
The eldest knowing jungkook had more than his silence to spare but he wasn't one to steer up a conversation.
He couldn't after he knew he was in the wrong.
His ego was far too weak to be poked or proved wrong.
But he hated seeing the boy he swore to protect visibly in pain because of him.
"Jungkook" he whispered.
