Wounds

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"Jimin, your arm!" You squeak out as you stare at the blood, trickling from his arm. You then look down at the shirt you were now wearing and spotted the hole in the sleeve. You pull it off quickly and dive into the back of the car towards Jimin.

"Babe, I'm fine. It's nothing." He mumbles softly. You shake your head as tears begin to form in your eyes. You then push the shirt onto the wound which pushes a loud groan from Jimin.

"Stop moving please." You whisper. Jimin puts his hands on your shoulders and tries to push you away from him.

"Get off, Y/N. I said I'm fine!" Jimin yells at you. You flinch back and whimper softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell." He whispers softly. You shake your head and slowly climb to the front of the car again, throwing the shirt into Jimin's face.

Of course he'd be fine. He was a werewolf. He could heal.

But you weren't fine.

You rest your head on the window and watch as the world buzzes by, blurred by the tears that were now streaming from your eyes. There was an awkward silence ringing through the air, broken by an occasional sniffle from you.

Yoongi pulls the car up to the house and everyone jumps out immediately. You wait for everyone to leave before you haul yourself out of the car, wiping your eyes. You hadn't even noticed that Jimin hadn't gone in. He was leant against the bonnet with his arms crossed and sighed deeply when you got out. You glance at him but make no effort to speak to him as you walk by.

Jimin grabs your wrist roughly and tugs you into his arms. You struggle against his tight grip, tears rolling down your cheeks once again.

"Jimin. Let go." You whisper through clenched teeth. He only holds you tighter and sniffles. You stop struggling and look up at him slowly. He was crying.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you or push you." Jimin cried out as he held you. You instantly wrap your arms around him and rub his back.

"Shh. No, it's okay." You comfort him quietly. He sniffles again and pulls away, wiping his eyes.

"I'm sorry." He repeated and looked away from you. You smile softly and put your hand on his cheek, turning his head towards you. He sniffles again and puts on a small smile.

"Come on. It's cold." You take his hand softly and lead him inside over to the sofa. You both sit down and cuddle up to each other. Just as you turn on a movie, Jin runs into the room, breathing heavily.

"Kookie just collapsed and we don't know why!" He yells as he bends over, putting his hands on his knees and panting heavily. You and Jimin get up quickly and go over to him together.

"Where?" You ask at the same time. Jin points towards the basement area and Jimin sprints off while you say with Jin.

"Is he hurt?" You ask him slowly. Jin stands up and shakes his head. He then takes your hand and reads you to the stairs as quickly as he could. You both run down the stairs to the second floor and rush to one of the side rooms. Inside was a pale blue room with a bed in the centre. On the bed was Jungkook.

As soon as you walk in, Jungkook's eyes travel your way slowly. You rush to his side and kneel by the top end of the bed by his head.

"They injected me with something." Jungkook whispered softly. You take his hand gently and gulp as you look him up and down.

"Who did? Where?" Taehyung asked hurriedly through through his sobs. Jimin wraps his arm around Taehyung's waist and side-hugs him to comfort him.

"The men at the warehouse. There were so many and one had a needle." Jungkook whimpered. He slowly looked over to the crying Taehyung and a tear rolled down his cheek softly. "Tae Tae. Please don't cry." He says softly which only makes Taehyung cry more. Jimin rubs his back and slowly leads him out the room.

"Is there anything anyone can do?" You ask quickly and stand up, looking at the boys. Jin nods and rushes out of the room. He returns a moment later with a tray full of hospital equipment.

"I'll test his blood and see what's up." Jin says quickly and ushers everyone out of the room. Jungkook weakly waves to you from the bed before the large door is closed in front of your face.

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