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Eighteen

A scream came from Jungkook's room. It was filled with sorrow, agony and pain. Jimin ran towards Jungkook's room, Taehyung following right after.

"Kookie!" Jimin screamed punching the locked door.

Tears flowed from Jimin's eyes. He didn't know why Jungkook had screamed, but a scream always mean some kind of pain.

Taehyung was standing behind Jimin. He was confused as heck, and he had no idea what was happening.

Another scream came from behind the door, Jimin began punching even harder. Taehyung moved to Jimin's side, stopping his fists from hitting the door.

Jimin looked up at Taehyung with a questioning look on his face. "It won't help anything." Taehyung said. "The only thing it will do, is make Jungkook even more scared."

"B-but, Kookie is in there." Jimin said. "He's hurting. We have to do something."

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist, the other doing the same. In the matter of seconds, Taehyung shirt was soaked with tears.

"I know." Taehyung said. "But we won't accomplish anything by punching the door. Why don't you go wait in the living room? I'll try to get Jungkook out."

Jimin mumbled a 'thank you' before removing his arms from Taehyung's waist, and walking out of the hallway.

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Taehyung made sure Jimin was completely gone, before starting to talk.

"Kookie?" He asked, not expecting an answer.

"T-taehyung?" Jungkook sniffled.

"Will you let me in?"

"Is Jimin there?"

"No."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Jungkook unlocked the door and pushed it open. His face was stained with still wet tears, and a bit of blood.

Taehyung hugged the crying boy while closing the door with his foot. "Why didn't you want Jimin to be here?"

Jungkook sobbed harder into Taehyung's shoulder.

"It's okay," Taehyung said. "Do you want to sit on the bed?"

Jungkook nodded, before moving towards the bed. He laid down with open arms. "Do you want to cuddle?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded once again, making the older boy lay down next to him.

Jungkook put his head on Taehyung's chest, the latter wrapped his arms around Jungkook's thin waist. "Are you comfortable?" Taehyung asked.

"Y-yes" Jungkook mumbled into Taehyung's chest.

That one word made Taehyung smile. He was so glad that he had made Jungkook comfortable. The younger boy had stopped crying, too.

"Kookie?"

"Yeah."

"What happened?"

There was complete silence for almost a minute before Jungkook started talking.

"A lot of things." He said. "A whole fucking lot of things. Tae." Jungkook started crying again.

"Hey," Taehyung sat up. "Don't cry, Kookie. And don't say that word. I don't like it. Your lips are way too pretty for that word."

Taehyung's phone started vibrating. Someone was calling him. "I'm sorry, Kookie. I have to take it." Taehyung said, trying to pry himself away from the younger.