Only Pain||BTSxJungkook||

Hurting

Yoongi POV
I got out of my room after changing into more comfortable clothes, and went to Jungkook's room to get him. But when I got in there, he wasn't in there or in the adjacent bathroom. I began to internally freak the fuck out, remembering my promise to protect him. So far, I was failing and I felt awful that I let this happen to him already.

Namjoon: let me guess, looking for the slut?

I turned around once I heard the deep voice of my band mate, looking at him in anger.

Me: yes now where is he?

Namjoon: I wouldn't bother looking for him for a while. Tae and Chim took him right before I could.

I felt a surge of anger go through me, and I rushed up to him, punching him square in the jaw. He looked back at me, his face now turning red from the impact. He swung at me, and this escalated to a fist fight in the middle of our hallway. I managed to climb on top of him, despite the size difference between us two, and started to punch his face as hard as I could. 

Me: goddamn asshole! Why the fuck are you doing this!??!!

I have no idea what went through my mind at the time, but I new for hell that I was angry. Once I was satisfied, I got up and rushed to Taes room. The door was unlocked, and I went in but nothing was happening.

I went downstairs to Jimins room, and I heard the heartbreaking sobs and gasps for air from Jungkook as the two men in there did god knows what to him. I started shouting random profanities at them while pounding on the door, wanting to get in.

The door opened, revealing a smug looking Taehyung and Jimin. I shoved them out of the way, running in to look for the teenager.

Taehyung: we got lucky, he didn't pass out this time

I ignored him, walking to the bed to see a heartbreaking image. Jungkook sprawled out on it, covered in sweat, tears, and cum. His tiny body was covered in bruises and hickies, and his face looked agitated even while he was passed out.

I resisted the urge to cry and vomit, scooping him up, frowning at the lightness of his body.

Jimin: have fun hyung!!

Taehyung and Jimin both giggled and walked downstairs. I walked to my room with Jungkook cuddled into my arms. I placed him on the bed, moving his hair away from his eyes to get a better look at his handsome young face. 

It's so sad that this talented, beautiful young boy is being broken down and abused by these people, all for getting into a group that has debuted already. He doesn't deserve this, he should be happy in a successful group that treat him like a human being.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a sob and a whimper. I looked at Jungkook in panic, seeing his struggling to sit up due to the pain in his lower region.

Jungkook: y-y-yoo-Yoongi-i h-hyung!!

He began sobbing my name, gasping for air as he had a severe mental breakdown.

Me: Hey Hey Hey, don't worry, I'm here baby, I'm here..

I pulled him into my chest, rocking him back and forth as he sobbed.

Jungkook: I-I-it h-hurts h-h-hyung..... s-s-so-o b-b-ba-a-ad

Me: I know baby.... I know.....

One thing was for sure, he wasn't going to be able to handle too much more of this abuse.