Inside Out || Jikook

A Bottom

Jimin:

I felt water dripping down my face and I slowly opened my eyes to be caught with Yoongi hyung staring at me with scary but eyes filled with concern. I was laying on his lap and I was about to get up, but my body gave up. He pushed back my shoulder so that I was laying back on his lap again. I was a bit shocked to see him here, but I pulled it off with a small smile. That was when I came back to my real senses.

"Yoongi hyung what happened? Where is Jungkook? He got hur-"

"I'm here"

I heard a small voice behind me. More like a whisper that doesn't want to be heard. I managed to get up slowly and saw my leg wrapped with a piece of cloth. It helped to stop the bleeding, but didn't stop it from hurting. I lifted my head to the sound of a piece of cloth being torn. I saw Jungkook holding his right arm sleeve which was completely torn off few seconds ago.
He came closer so that he could dress my wound that was in my arm, but he was stopped when Yoongi broke the silence.

"Don't"

What did you say?"

"I'm quite sure that I don't want to repeat myself. But incase you have a hearing problem, I said fucking don't."

"Why would I stop? He is injured and I'm just dressing it."

"Don't act innocent fuckface. You brought him here and that's why he is in this state. You don't even deserve to touch him rather trying to dress his wound."

"Guess what? I've nothing to do with this and don't accuse me of something I haven't done because I won't tolerate false accuses. I did nothing so I can do what I want."

"You touch him, not only you will go home with a broken arm, but also with a broken face."

I heard yoongi hyung growling and Jungkook doesn't seem to lose to him either. They were fighting for no quite reason and I've had enough.

"Calm down both of you. Why are you both suddenly acting up huh? It's nothing. I just got injured and it has nothing to do with Jungkook. And Jungkook, stop killing him with your eyes. You know what? Why are you both even fighting-"

That was when I felt a sting in my arm. The amount of blood flowing out doesn't seem to stop so I winced in pain. Small tears tainted my face due to the unbearable pain. I closed my eyes hoping that it will stop, but it didn't.

"Fine. You want to dress his wound right? Then do it. It won't matter who does it until it stops hurting."
After saying that Jungkook threw the piece of cloth to Yoongi. His angry face was quickly replaced with a concerned look. He quickly wrapped my arm with the cloth after cleaning the blood and dirt around it. I won't lie, it hurts like a bitch and it will take some time to heal.
I sat down properly on the ground and took a deep breath. That was when I saw Jungkook's leg twirk. His wound was deeper than mine and blood oozed from it making a pool of blood. I quickly tried to get up in order to stop his wound from bleeding anymore. I did the same as Jungkook and took a piece of cloth from my t-shirt.

"No-no need of that. I can take care of myself. I don't need someone's pity that isn't real anyways."

What does that mean? Few minutes ago he was trying to dress my wound, but now he is ignoring me when I tried the same thing. That was when Yoongi thought of interrupting again.

"Stop being a bitch and let him do that. I don't know why I'm saying this,  but since you at least cared about Jimin, let him repay. I don't care if you don't listen, but don't make a scene here. We already watched drama few minutes ago and believe me, I'm not a fan."

Yoongi scoffed at his own words and walked away leaving both of us. I let out a huge sigh and looked at Jungkook with a 'shall I do it' face. It didn't take quite long for him to agree.