Stripper. (Complete)

"Fucking strippers..."

The next day at school, Namjoon kept his head down and hood up. He avoided Yoongi all day. Whenever he even say him nearby, he walked the opposite way.

He was in mathematics class now, writing down his answers the quickest.

Namjoon looked over his paper once he was done, silently waiting for the teacher to tell them to bring them up.

"Namjoon."

Namjoon looked up, locking eyes with the teacher.

"You are called to he office. apparently your brother was beaten badly at school?'

"Kookie?" Namjoon mumbled, getting up from his seat and sprinting out of he room

"Wait you need a--"

"Don't worry about it." Yoongi interrupted from the front of the class.
"Don't try to stop him. He wont stop when it comes to his brother."

The teacher nodded, going back to grading other papers.

Namjoon sprinted down the hallway, skidding to a halt at the office.

"Namjoon you were called dowb here because a boy that claims to be your brother came running in crying and calling for you." The front desk lady said, letting him into the office and leading him to the nurses office.

Some other kids were in the large room, staring at Namjoon when he entered. He didn't care, As he ran to Jungkook.

"Hyung..." Jungkook wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck, crying into his shoulder.

"Baby what happened?"
Namjoon asked gently, running a hand up and down his back.

"Some kids at school thought I spread a rumour about them but I didn't. It was someone else but everyone told them it was me." Jungkook explain.

"What was the rumor?"

"That the leader of the group was drug dealing."

"Oh my God. I'll talk to your school okay? For now let's take you home. You need food."

"What about you Hyung?"

"I'm fine. You come first. Now let's go." Namjoon grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the nurses office, but before he could exit, one student spoke up

"Namjoon."

He turned around with a dark glare.

"What do you mean by You come first?" The girl asked.

He remembered her as one of the bullies.

He scoffed.

"It's none of your business. Fuck off." Namjoon said before exiting the room, saying bey to the nurse and office lady.

"Are you legs okay? Do you need your pills?"

"No Hyung. I'm fine." Jungkook replied.

Yes Jungkook had leg problems. He couldn't run, jog, or participate in any physical activity.

He was.....hit by a truck when he was younger. The day they were kicked out for no reason.

Jungkook had wandered off when Namjoon let go of his hand to tie his shoe.

Jungkook was chasing a butterfly onto he street and the truck collided with him. He wasn't injured that bad. Just enough to where he lost the feeling in his legs.

Namjoon nodded, bringing him closer when he stumbled.

"Here. Airplane!" Namjoon scooped him up, somehow putting him onto his shoulders. He was older now but his body was still small, so he could still fit on Namjoons shoulders.