Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+

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.Jungkook.

Namjoon hyung's been hanging out with Jin a lot lately. Hyung can't possibly be that fun to hang out with, I know from personal experience. He's a boring poptart but it's okay. I don't know why it's okay, Hobi hyung just told me to let him live, so it's okay. I giggled at my thoughts. I was on my way to go crash Namjoon hyung's and Jin sunbae's date. They're hanging out tonight, I know they are. Why else would Namjoon leave with out us after school today? He had to prepare for the date of course.

I lightly shook my head and smiled. Silly hyung. I watched my shoes as I walked and continued to think about stuff. I wonder what's going on between Jimin hyung and Taehyung. They seem to be getting closer, I hope Jimin doesn't intend on us becoming some kind of weird three way friendship. I can't find it in myself to trust Taehyung. And I especially can't trust him with Jimin. He'll hurt Jimin, worse than he could ever hurt me. I ruffled my hair and tried to shake the thought of both of them away.

And by the time I looked up, I was not in front of Namjoon hyung's house. Wait a minute. I recognize that gate. And the little black box. I-it's Taehyung's house. Or mansion actually.

I slowly pursed my lips, walking passed his house and hoping that maybe I could find a way back if I go this way.

However I just found myself tripping over something instead and falling from my feet. I noticed that my hands and the front of my shirt had blood on them. And once I further inspected, I noticed that I had landed in a puddle of blood.

I almost screamed but once I saw where, or should I say who, it was coming from I was at a lost of sound.

"T-T-Taehyung." I called out, hoping he'd just pop up laughing and calling me stupid or something. But he looked dead. I reached forward to check his pulse and instantly drew my hand away by how cold he was. "T-Taehyung get up." I lightly tapped his shoulder. He was ghost pale, which was quite obvious from the cold weather and lack of clothes. I then noticed where the blood was still pouring out of and my eyes went wide, jumping up with him in my arms. I don't care if he was a dick to me, that doesn't mean I'll let him die.

...

Luckily, I came across the hospital, and as soon as I walked in and announced his condition, he was put straight onto a gurney and wheeled away.

"What's the patient's name?" A nurse stayed behind with a clipboard.

"Kim Taehyung." I answered quickly and she wrote it down just as fast before running off to catch up with the other doctors.

Without any second thoughts I ran from the hospital doors. I have to go find SeokJin and Yoongi, they need to know.

...

I knocked harshly on Namjoon's door. If SeokJin isn't here then hopefully Namjoon knows how to contact him.

Once the door opened, I could see that Namjoon had been sleeping, and that SeokJin was asleep behind him wrapped in a blanket on the couch. Friends was on the TV and popcorn was on the coffee table. They must have had a date night like I expected.

"Jungkook what happened? W-why are you all bloody?" His tired eyes widened. I looked down at myself, while I was carrying Taehyung, I tried to hold him as close as I could to my body so it would put pressure on his wound. It didn't do much but stain my clothes with his blood though.

"I need to talk to sunbae." I requested, I was panting like crazy from running so hard. He looked back and was probably going to protest because he was sleeping but I walked past him anyway. I went over to SeokJin and started lightly shaking his shoulders. He woke up slowly.