Only Pain||BTSxJungkook||

Wrong Words Said

Two months later
*Yoongi POV*

I ran my hands through the soft, fluffy hair of the tiny teenager resting in my lap. I was currently sitting against the bedpost in my room, looking through Instagram while my cute little Jungkookie rested his head on my thigh. He had large headphones covering his ears while he giggled adorably at some video he was watching on YouTube.

I smiled fondly at the cute bunny. He was so precious. So polite, kindhearted, and so so innocent. All I wanted to do was protect him at all costs. He had the cutest smile, the softest hair, the biggest eyes and this adorable stutter they came when he talked.

Jungkook: Y-Yoonie hyung...

Me: what is it baby?

He sat up, pushing his headphones off so the rested around his neck. I looked at the headphones and noticed something on his neck. I reached over and pulled off the headphones, pulling his large yellow hoodie down slightly to expose his collarbone.

But what angered me was the dark purple hickeys covering his beautiful, soft, pale skin. Jungkook started to squirm slightly, trying to pull away from me. My grip on his hoodie tightened as I pulled him closer to me.

He gasped and whimpered, putting his small hand over my large veiny ones. I grabbed his chin with my other hand, pushing it up a little to harshly and examining more of his neck and chest that were littered with hickeys.

Me: Jungkook what the fuck!

He flinched at my loud voice and the cuss word. I always made sure to be careful around him, so I never yelled or cursed. He was extremely sensitive to those kinds of things.

Jungkook: w-w-what's the m-matt-e-er h-h-hyung?

His small voice quivered and tears began to fill his innocent doe eyes as I glared at him.

Me: What do you mean 'what's the matter?' You are covered in hickeys! I thought those assholes stopped that shit after the tour started!

He tried to back away from me, so I got a firm grip on his thin wrists, pulling him closer to me harshly. His tears began to fall and sobs started to come out.

Me: Answer me! Why do you have hickeys covering your neck and chest! Why do have to look like such a slut!

Right when I said that I knew I fucked up big time. He hated that word, it had been told to him in awful manners during situations that have traumatized him. Immediately, I let go of him and tried to say something to make it better.

Me: Jungkook.... no no thats not what I meant I'm so sorry!

He stood up and backed away from me, tears rolling down his puffy cheeks nonstop. His hands were clutched to his chest, sobs escaping through this beautiful lips.

He collapsed to the ground, hiding his face in his hands. I stood up to try to comfort him, but he cried harder and backed away from me. My heart broke into pieces because of this. He began to violently scratch and hit his neck and chest where the hickeys were. He's sobbed and screamed, old, horrible memories flooding his innocent minds.

Jungkook: I-I-I'm n-not a-a s-s-sl-u-u-ut!

He choked out his words in between sobs while his skin turned an irritated red color from him scratching himself. He was breathing heavily, and it seemed like he was about to pass out from the panic attack he was having.

I came closer to him and wrapped my arms around his skinny body. I grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms down so he would stop hurting himself. His heart-wrenching sobs filled my ears as I whispered out jumbled apologies and sweet nothings into his ear.

Jungkook: I-I'm s-so-orry-y I-I'm a s-slu-ut.... I'm s-s-so d-d-i-irty-y!

I could physically feel my heart break in half when he said that.

Me: No no no baby, you're not a slut, you're not dirty. You're the most beautiful, innocent, most amazing person ever. Those people force themselves onto you even when you say no to them. They are the dirty and disgusting ones, not you baby. I'm so sorry I said those horrible things to you, I deserve to be yelled and screamed at, you deserve to kick and punch me all you want. You are so perfect and beautiful baby, I don't deserve you at all...

His sobs reduced to small cries and whimpers as he gave up struggling and lay limp in my embrace.

After the incident with Jimin and Taehyung a couple months ago, there really haven't been many instances, that I knew of, of course, where any of them have forced themselves onto Jungkook. It was mostly because we started our world tour and they didn't want fans to get suspicious about Jungkook's condition. Sure, there were many insults and occasional slaps and punches, but I didn't know that they were still making him to sexual things.

The other members are such fucked up people.

They touch, beat, and humiliate this innocent teenage boy for no reason, and find joy in tearing down his confidence and overall self. They have been slowly tainting his innocence, and it's only a matter of time before they completely ruin him.

It breaks my heart to see him tired

To see him pushing himself over the edge to improve his singing or dancing

To see him littered with bruises

To see him push his food away because a member called him fat

To see him have to hide his pain and abuse from the fans

To see him have to put on a fake smile everyday

To see and hear him cry, asking me what he did wrong after a member beat, touched, or insulted him

To see him feeling nothing out pain

Only pain..