Cotton Tail // BTS Hybrid AU //

Chapter Seven

Jungkook woke up in a daze, sprawled across your bed. You, however, were busy treating him. Cleaning out the busted lip, running your finger over the slight plumpness it now had because of the swelling before moving onto the bruises and swellings elsewhere and putting ice packs on them.

That's when you realised that he was awake when he shied away from you. He felt guilty, which was the reason he had ran in the first place.

He felt as if he was just being a bother to you, and he felt as if he had just came and crashed uninvited at your house and-

That's when he noticed the tiny frown pulling at the corners of your lips, and he propped himself up. Inhaling a small whimper that threatened to escape his lips. He wanted to know why you seemed sad, his curious nature of being a bunny wanted to know.

He saw you hesitate before putting another ice pack on his swollen knuckles.

"Y/N, you look sad... what's wrong?" He whispered quietly.

"I...I..." He heard your voice crack and his heart shattered, his hand that rested on your knee with an ice pack upon it, ran his thumb against the delicate skin of your thigh. "I was so scared-!" With that your tears ran down your cheeks like there was no tomorrow and Jungkook felt his heart break even further, if that was possible.

"W-What do you mean scared?" He spoke gently.

"Y-You r-ran away!" You hiccuped. "And then the next thing I know is that you're in an u-underground fight with Hoseok- He's u-undefeated Jungkook!" You gave up all self control you held, before hugging him tightly, head buried in his chest.

He froze. "Y-You were worried about me?" He whispered softly.

"Of course I was, I-idiot!" You whimpered. He chuckled softly at this, and gently moved his ice packs off him before laying down and holding you in his arms. His heart slowly mending itself with the small action.

"I'm sorry Y/N..." he whispered quietly, running a hand through your hair. "I didn't mean to worry nor scare you..."

You were too busy trying to calm down, hands fisting his shirt, to reply. Jungkook looked down slightly, mustering his bravery and kissing your forehead gently as he held you close.

"I think we both should rest up Y/N." He wiggled down so he could nuzzle into your neck. That was his favourite cuddling part about you, as that's where you smelt of you the best. "I won't run away again, I promise."

At least, he wouldn't now that he saw how much he had hurt and upset you. He couldn't hurt his Y/N again.