Listen, Little Kitten [COMPLETE]

Ive suffered worse.

You were uncomfortable. Yoongi had demanded that you stay home instead of working tonight. You were sat in the living space with Jin.
"Yn sit down. You're like a cat on a hot tin roof." You've been living here and working with the boys for just over a month now and this is the first time Yoongi got truly mad at you and told you to stay home. He shoved you into Jin's arms and stormed out with the others.

You pace up and down making idle chatter with Jin to relax yourself and pass the time. It's supposed to be a simple meeting with Jaehyun, but you can't forget Yoongi cutting his cheek and busting his nose. Jin has assured you that he won't hold it against anyone because he was winding Yoongi up on purpose, he knew he had it coming because everyone who has dealings with Yoongi knows he's got a fiery temper.

You finally start to settle when two cars come screaming up the driveway stopping and throwing stones everywhere as they skid to a halt tooting their horns. You and Jin glance at each other with serious expressions.
"That bloody car horn is like an alarm. Guess I'm about to be made busy." He sighs standing up off of the sofa and glancing out the window, you're about to run to the door to help but he wraps a strong arm around your waist to keep you where you are as Jimin smacks the door open and Yoongi walks in behind him with his hand on his arm, blood seeping between his fingers and down his arm, it's thick and dark red. You feel tears instantly prick your eyes.
"Oh my god!"
"Yn calm down!" Jin grunts holding you steady to prevent you from bombarding a clearly very woozy Yoongi who just about stumbles to the sofa.

He looks pale and exhausted. Muscle head Jungkook replaces Jin position to keep you out the way as Jin starts to tend to his wound. As soon as Jin moves Yoongi's hand blood oozes out and there's an open wound just above his elbow on the inside of his arm. Jungkook wraps both arms around your waist to keep you from wriggling free.
"Easy Yn. Chill out. He's okay."
"Jungkook he's been fucking shot of course he's not okay! He's bleeding and there's loads and I-"
"BABY IVE SUFFERED WORSE SO SHUT THE FUCK UP." Yoongi roars and you clamp your mouth shut immediately as tears escape and you stop fighting Jungkooks grip. He loosens his grip and Taehyung takes you by the hand and leads you out.

He lifts you up and sits you on the kitchen counter and hands you a bottle of cold water from the fridge.
"He'll be okay babe. It's not a fatal wound."
"There was so much blood. I've never seen anything like it, I over reacted didn't I?" You sniff and Taehyung chuckles which shocks you. Why is he laughing over something so serious.
"I'm not sure if it's the wound that made you over react or more the recipient of the shot wound that's got you riled up."

You flush red, you understand what he's getting at.
"It's a good job you weren't there tonight Yn. It didn't go so well. Jaehyun seems to really have taken a shining to you, Yoongi didn't take it well. Don't be shocked if Yoongi doesn't let you work on anything involving Jaehyun anymore."
You ask if it's really that bad and Taehyung explains that Jaehyun has a house, a large one, that houses lots of pretty girls, he's like a twisted collector, he dresses them up and makes them pretend to have various personalities, some of the prettiest ones he puts in large glass boxes and makes them dance at his 'glamorous parties' so everyone can tell him how pretty his girlfriends are and makes them so all sorts of sordid things at night to please him.

You're truly disgusted at the thought and feel bad for insisting you went when Yoongi was just trying to keep you away from the twisted collector.
"You can see him now Yn. He's in his room." Jin says a while later, washing off his bloodied hands in the sink as Taehyung helps you off the counter and you walk out the kitchen, but as soon as your out of ear shot you run through the hall and bolt up the stairs straight into the room.

He's laying on the bed with his eyes shut, his hair sticking to his sweaty head, his skin is pale and his breathing is shallower than normal. You perch gently on the bed and glance at his right arm. Jin's cleaned and wrapped it perfectly.

In a moment of bravery you reach out to sweep his hair out of his eyes but start to withdraw your hand, he might get angry at you, he's trying to sleep but then you hear a voice.
"You're allowed to do things like that. I am your boyfriend after all." His deep voice seems deeper and quieter than normal and you gently sweep his fringe from his face and start to get upset.
"I don't even know why I'm crying. I'm sorry." You mutter trying to stop the tears that keep falling unbidden from your eyes despite your efforts to keep them in.

"Crying when you see someone you love in pain is normal kitten." He groans as he rolls over, still not opening his eyes, just trying to get comfy. You don't respond, you just flick the bedside lamp off and watch his peaceful face in the dull moonlight as your eyes adjust and he drifts into a light sleep. You think over his words. Someone you love. Do you love him? You're not sure. Do you even know what love is? You're not sure. this stupid painful feeling and worry that's built up in your chest since he come home in this state that's making you cry is that love? If it is, it's pretty shitty, you don't want it.