Two hours had gone bye. Minya still hadn't come home. Jungkook still hadn't gone out of the Bathroom.
Taehyung was getting worried about Jungkook. Last time Jungkook had locked himself in the bathroom for longer periods of time, things had happened. And Taehyung didn't want those things to happen again.
He went to the bathroom door, knocking a few times.
"Kookie?"
Jungkook didn't answer.
"Kookie?" Taehyung tried once again.
Jungkook didn't answer.
"Jungkook?"
No answer.
Taehyung punched the door, trying to break it in. The fact that Jungkook didn't answer him worried him beyond point.
The door gave in after a few more punches. It flew open, revealing Jungkook on the floor. He was covered in blood his eyes closed.
"Kookie?!" Taehyung shook his body, panicking at the sight. "Please!"
Taehyung picked up his phone, dialing Namjoon's number as fast as he could.
Namjoon
14:17I really need your help!
Come up here as fast as you can!
No questions!
Just please come as fast as you can!
I really need you, Hyung!
After texting namjoon, he put all of his focus back on Jungkook, who was still unconscious on the ground.
"Taehyung!" Namjoon yelled when he entered the apartment.
"In here!"
Namjoon ran towards Taehyung's voice. Not knowing what to suspect.
"What happened here?"
"I don't know," Taehyung started crying. "Please help me. I don't know what to do."
"Can you lift him?"
"I think so."
"Great, let's get him to my car. We're going to the hospital."
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Taehyung was looking out of the window. Raindrops kept hitting the window, making beautiful patterns.
"Oppa," Jungkook whispered.
Taehyung almost didn't hear it.
"I'm sorry, Oppa."
"Don't be sorry. It isn't your fault."
"I shouldn't have done it. It was a stupid reason."
Jungkook pouted cutely, his head still in Taehyung's lap. Taehyung removed a few strands of hair from Jungkook's face, so he could see the boy's face.
"What was the reason?"
Jungkook looked away. He didn't want to admit the reason, since he knew it wasn't true, and that Taehyung would correct him immediately after.
"You can tell me. I won't be mad." Taehyung said, placing a small kiss on Jungkook's forehead.
"I was jealous." Jungkook bit his lip.
"Sweety," Taehyung said. "Who were you jealous of?"
"Minya."
"Why?"
"She calls you Oppa. You're my Oppa, not hers. Only mine."
Taehyung smiled. "Of course, Kookie. I'm only yours. She calls me Oppa because I'm her brother. It's what she used to call me. Back when we lived with each other. I can tell her to stop if you want me to."
"Please. I don't like her calling you that. I don't even know her."
"I'll tell her when we get home. We have to go get you fixed up first."
Jungkook smiled while moving around a little until he was comfortable. He tried to fall asleep once again, wanting time to go by as fast as possible so he could get back home again.
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