"Do you know Annyeonghaseyo?"

10

"Hey there, Bubu, my name is Namjoon. No, you don't know me, and I don't really know you. But I'm sure you'll be hearing a lot of my voice. I'm a friend of your sister's. I'm actually the one who got her to talk again." Namjoon said, then chuckled. "I haven't heard much about you, but from what I have heard you're a really good kid. You're smart, funny, strong, and you mean the world to your sister Abby. She's here too! Abby is the one holding your hand, not me." Namjoon continued. He smiled down at Jungkook and squeezed my waist. 

We were standing by Jungkook's hospital bed and were talking to him. Well, I typed what I wanted to say and Namjoon would say it. I had Jungkook's right hand in my left, and holding Namjoon's phone in my right. Namjoon's arm was wrapped around my waist, holding me close to his side as he talked. I was so thankful for him. 

I started to type something again and then sniffled, trying not to cry again. I then handed the phone to Namjoon once I was done and squeezed my brother's hand. 

"Abby says she loves you, baby brother. She says that you are so strong and beautiful. That you'll make it through this and come out even stronger than before. She said that she's only upset about two things, one that you didn't come to her last night and two that you didn't tell her you had your first kiss. Abby says she, Jin, Taehyung, and I are all here and will be here as much as we can. We care for you." Namjoon said. Though, I didn't say Namjoon's name in the note. He had added that himself. 

I then realized that Jin and Taehyung hadn't come back into the room yet. I wondered what they were talking about. 

***
Jin's P.O.V. 
Right after Taehyung had explained what happened the night before.

Taehyung was on his knees crying. Abby had turned and hugged Namjoon tightly. I sighed hard and then went over to the boy on the floor, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him out of the room. Once the door was closed I pushed him against the wall and glared. 

"Tell me everything. Every fucking detail. Now, I don't normally cuss, but I'm pissed off, scared, and worried beyond belief. My, not by blood, little brother is in a coma. The last person he spoke to last night was you. So you're going to stop crying right now and tell me everything you know!" I said. My face was red and my grip on the younger's shirt was tight. 

"I-I love him!" Taehyung said, then sniffled. "I-I've liked him for about three months now. I would always see him around the school. I'd catch him staring at me with that puppy love look in his eyes. I-I wanted to talk to him but I was always so nervous!" Taehyung explained. I let go of his collar and sat down in a chair, him sitting in the one next to me. "T-Then a few weeks ago he came and talked to me! We became close friends very quickly and I fell in love! I already knew he liked me just by the way he'd look at me and act around me. About a week ago I found out he gets bullied by someone named Hoseok. Hoseok would beat him, call him a faggot, and do other really mean things!" I growled after finding this out. I knew exactly who Hoseok was. I also knew his best friend, Min Yoongi. I actually really liked Yoongi and was planning on telling him. 

"What else?" I demanded. Taehyung took a shaky breath and then blew it out, whipping at his tears. 

"Today I got word that Hoseok was bullying Kookie again. So I went to the bathroom and saw him there. Jungkook, not Hoseok. I asked him what was wrong and he said nothing. I could tell he was lying because he was stuttering, playing with the hem of his shirt, and his head was lowered down. I asked if it was Hoseok again and he said yes, but not to go after him because I could get hurt. I told Jungkook that I wouldn't go after him, but to promise me that he'd come to me if Hoseok ever did anything again. Jungkook agreed and promised he would. Later when I went to class Jungkook never showed up. So I texted him and asked him why he wasn't there. He said that Hoseok had found him in the hallways and beat him up again and called him a faggot and that he had caused some painful memories to come up. Jungkook went home after Hoseok left. I then got up and left class, saying I needed to use the bathroom. The teacher let me and I went straight to where Hoseok was having class. I went in and said I needed to talk to him outside of the school and that it was important. Hoseok followed me and I said to leave Jungkook alone. Well, I called him 'my Kookie' and Hoseok called me a faggot. He also punched me in the gut but I didn't tell Jungkook that. I then yelled at Hoseok and told him that if he ever came near my Jungkook again he'd really regret it. I then punched him in the face and glared at him. He fell to the ground when I punched him. He looked scared. I then went home. Skipping the rest of school. I may have told Jungkook I liked him over text and that I think he is so beautiful. After that, he invited me over. So, once I got there, well, you know what happened because I said it to his sister. B-But once we started to make out before I left, his shirt came up. I saw his scars. S-So many scars." Taehyung then started to cry. "I got up and asked him to just give me some time. He tried explaining! I-I should have let him! B-But I got scared. I panicked. I left... I left him... Oh my god, this is all my fault!" Taehyung then leaned into my chest and sobbed. "I-I didn't know Hoseok's bullying was that bad that he'd do that to himself! N-No wonder all he wears is hoodies and long sleeved shirts!" 

"Taehyung, Hoseok isn't the only reason. Jungkook had his parents and an older brother along with Abby. B-But when Jungkook was twelve his parents were shot and killed. A few months later his older brother, Jimin, hung himself. About a month after that Jungkook started cutting himself. After Abby found out about Jungkook doing this to himself she stopped talking. 3 years later she finally starts talking again. Jungkook doesn't have anyone but Abby. I was stupid and stopped going over to their house. I stopped talking to them. I should have kept going over, kept talking to Abby even if she didn't talk to me. I should have talked with Jungkook! B-But I didn't. Taehyung, none of this is your fault. Sure you made a dick move by leaving like that, but you were scared and panicked. I understand that. I felt the same way when Abby wouldn't talk to me. Taehyung, kid, listen, if you really love him, if you really want to stay his boyfriend, then I suggest you get in there, kiss him, and tell him how you feel and that you're sorry. Tell Abby that you'll be here day and night if you have to. Just to see him when he first opens his eyes." I said, then hugged the boy tightly. "Let me get you a coffee. Then we can bring coffee for the others." 

"Okay, Jin-hyung. I-I'm sorry for getting your shirt wet." Taehyung said, then sniffled. I looked down and indeed my shirt had a wet spot. 

"It's fine, kid. Now c'mon."