He let Taehyung cry in his shoulder for just a little longer, rocking them slightly and running his hand through his red hair to try and sooth him.
After a some time, Taehyung finally let go, looking even worse than he had before with his face completely ruined with his crying.
He sighed, wiping his tears away as he looked passed Yoongi.
The ravenette noticed his bloody knuckles for the first time.
"Holy fuck, Taehyung!" He almost yelled as he took ahold of the boy's hands, inspecting his bruised up knuckles.
"I hit a wall." The boy explained in a whisper as he looked at his hands as well.
He tried folding and unfolding his hands, but winced as pain serged in his left hand.
"Does it hurt? It may be broken you know. Come on, let's get you to the clinic."
Taehyung shook his head.
"I'll be fine, hyung." He said.
"It wasn't a question." The older snarled, putting on his shoes before leading his friend to the clinic in the dance division of the campus.
He had landed Taehyung a mask, covering half his face as his long hair and classes covered his eyes pretty well.
As they walked through the dance buildings, Taehyung couldn't help but notice Jungkook leaning against one of the walls of the corridors, water bottle in hand.
He jogged slightly towards the boy.
"Jungkook-ah." He called out, finally reaching him. "Could you stop by my dorm and take care of him, he'll explain everything if he wants to."
Jungkook looked at him weirdly but still nodded hesitantly.
"why don't you go?" He asked, completely oblivious to the fact Taehyung had been crying his eyes out just minutes ago.
"I have an emergency, that's why i'm asking you." He smiled softly, already thanking the younger with a short nod of his head, before going back to Yoongi.
Jungkook only shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the dorms.
Yoongi sighed.
"He doesn't deserve you." He mumbled, looking at his feet as they walked.
"Don't say that." Taehyung said, reminding him not to cross the line.
They finally made it to the clinic, Taehyung immediately being led to one of the beds before one of the nurses came to him.
She sat in front of him, opening the small kit on her knees. Just before she started, Taehyung noticed a certain someone limping inside the room.
"What's wrong?" Another nurse asked the boy as he sat on the bed across Taehyung's.
"My thigh cramped during practice." The boy explained.
Taehyung couldn't help but glare at the boy, insulting him with everything he had in his mind.
He winced, the nurse cleaning up his wound.
"What happened?" She asked a she bandaged his left hand.
"I hit a wall." He answered under his breath, trying to ignore the presence that really made him want to kill someone.
"That's very dangerous you, your hand could be fractured." she said as she took ahold of his right hand, Taehyung immediately flinching.
"In fact, i think it is." She sighed.
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