pretty | knj. + jjk.

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Jeongguk's body began to tremble, averting his eyes away from Namjoon. His breathing became irregular and he began to feel weak.

Before he could hit the ground, Namjoon wrapped his arms around Jeongguk's small body, keeping him from falling.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, breathe. Follow my breaths, in, then out. In, then out"

He held the smaller boy with firm arms, pulling him to his chest. A heart wrenching sob wracked through Jeongguk's body as he squirmed with a weak resolve. Namjoon used exaggerated breaths to try and get Jeongguk to follow his breathing before he passed out. After fighting a little while longer, Jeongguk eventually gave up and just allowed Namjoon to hold him in the empty hall.

"Why- why did you let her take me?" Caught off guard by the sudden question, Namjoon stumbled to find the right words.

"Jeongguk I- Listen I didn't want her to take you. She threatened me, and with the expression she wore I could tell she wasn't bluffing. If I went after her, nothing would have stopped her from calling the police. She would have a reason to. But I promise you- I will do everything in my power to keep her and anyone else from hurting you, okay?"

Jeongguk didn't reply with coherent words; he just continued to let quiet sobs rack his body.

Namjoon stood up to his full height with Jeongguk still in his arms, supporting him with both arms under his bottom. Jeongguk quietly whined, pushing his face into Namjoon's shirt and clenching his small hands into fists.

He didn't know why he was doing this

The football player walked out of the school, occasionally glancing down to check on the younger.

Thinking quickly, Namjoon made a rash decision of taking him to his own house. His mother would have been at work by now.

Unlocking the front door, he quickly stepped in and kicked the door shut with his foot. Jeongguk winced at the loud bang, earning quiet apologies from the taller. He kicked off his shoes and tried his best to get Jeongguk's off, which he eventually did.

Rushing to his bedroom, he nudged the door open with his elbow before walking in and placing Jeongguk down as gently as possible. Jeongguk let a tiny whine escape his throat, closing his hands into the material of Namjoon's shirt, not wanting to be alone. He pushed his face into Namjoon's shoulder, successfully hiding his face.

"Jeongguk-ah, I'm just going to go make you some food okay?" Jeongguk shook his head no into his shoulder.

"You have to eat Gguk," Shaking his head again, Jeongguk held on tighter, not showing any displeasure towards the nickname.

"No." Speaking delicately, Jeongguk slightly dragged out the 'oh' sound.

"Gguk-"

"Stay." Namjoon tensed up, shocked at Jeongguk's reaction.

"Please." Taking a deep breath in through his nose, Namjoon nodded his head, wrapping his muscular arms tenderly around Jeongguk again.

"Okay"