Raw [Vkook]

45: Junped Me

If I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin

____________

It wasn't to the familiar sounds of gun shots by the bodega or drunken men screaming for more alcohol that startled Lisa awake from her half deep slumber. Truth is this was actually the first time she's been able to sleep well ever since Little Gem left, thinking of so many paranoid thoughts of how her two brothers are behaving in each other's presence, but then it became more of a relief when Jungkook called her later on tonight, saying things are more calmer now.

So to be awaken by soft knocking on her door wasn't exactly what she had wished to hear so late these hours.

With weak legs she slides off her bed, shaking her mind awake before grabbing the gun from under her pillow, removing the safety while she carefully approaches the door. Her iron strong hands are clutching the gun tightly, narrowing her eyes to the possible unexpected visitor on the other side.

No one visits her without a specific knock for her to know who it is-

Knock. Pause. Knock. Knock. Pause. Knock. Knock. Knock.

Woosung?

Lisa furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, instantly rushing to the door. She was just about ready to bombard him with questions in concerns if it regarded anything about her brothers, but the second he opened the door Woosung's body drops flat to the floor.

WHAT THE FUCK!

Her eyes widen in horror with a hand to her lips to hold back a scream, seeing Woosung shivering with fresh horrid bruises and blood drenching his caramel hair.

There's so much blood....

So much.... Bruises.

Who-

Who the fuck-

She's shaking now, the gun slipping past her fingers to meet the ground by how weak she feels as she stares at the man who looks like he just crawled out of a zombie movie. He's breathing forcefully, coming out painful wheezes like a wounded dog, his body twitching with an eye completely swollen.

The fingers on one of his hands don't even seem to be looking so correctly looking either.

"L-Lisa," He whimpers painfully, almost as if he's ready to burst out crying, "D-Don't tell B-Bambi please."

It was as if a switch snapped in Lisa's mind, closing off her state of paralysis, and she instantly closes the door, going to Woosung's body and carefully touches his arm to help him up but he instantly yelps.

"I-I think it's dislocated," He hiccups and turns his body with his other arm so he's laying on his back, letting out a pathetic cry, "J-Just drag me. I can b-barely move, I was practically d-dragging myself here."

Lisa walks around him and carefully raises his body up, laying him down on one of Gem's forgotten t-shirts before dragging him across the room and to her bed. The poor man mewls in the unstable pain, choking out a groan as Lisa slowly places him on the bed, making sure his body is comfortable enough for her to start her procedure.

Then she instantly got into action.

She grabbed all her medical supplies, a small bucket of ice with towels, a small needle with stitch purposes thread. Hair tied up, gloves and mask are on as she scissors through Woosung's shirt since the poor man couldn't even move to take it ff. A subtle gasp escapes her lips when she sees the multiple bruises of nearly black mixed with a hideous dark purple, oozing with even yellow kissing his caramel skin that nearly made Lisa want to puke out her own organs by how horrible this looks.

Now is not the time to feel a sensitive stomach to this.

Throughout Lisa's whole life she has been able to attend wounds up to perfection. While in high school, when she was still in it, she even took some classes with doctors because she was doing so well in those courses. Sadly she couldn't continue school due to money, but she gained a lot of knowledge.

Especially while having Jungkook and Little Gem as brother, she learned a thing or two on drug withdrawals, stitching wounds and attending bruises.

She soaks one towel with cold water and places it over Woosung's eyes, making him whimpers to the coldness from the swollen skin of his eye.

"I'm sorry," She squeaks lowly, "This is going to hurt okay? Just know I'm doing this to help you."

Woosung only let's out a heavy hum, "I trust you k-kid."

And so Lisa did what she does best, aiding. She took in his vitals, checked for any broken bones - which lucky there weren't any, checked his blood pressure and stitched the hideous cut above his collarbone after disinfecting it. The bruises were left with ice cold towels and now Lisa was in the process of locating his shoulder bone back into place.

The second she plopped it back into place, Woosung practically screeches in pain by how badly it ached but slowly calms down when Lisa places another ice cold towel over his shoulder to ooze the heat.

Now she checked his fingers. Thankfully not broken, just swollen. So she cleans off the blood from either hand and wraps them up with the cold towel, hoping it'll cool down the swelling-

"Lisa," Woosung murmurs lowly, catching her attention, "C-Call Iodine. Tell her I n-need a favor."

Lisa purses her lips first, pressing on the bruises on his stomach with the cold wet towel, making him grunt in pain, "First you need to tell me who did this to you."

Woosung heaves a little too hard, whining from the discomfort, "I don't k-know," He shutters through his chapped bloody lips, that Lisa went to instantly wipes off with a wet towel, "I just came b-back from dropping of my g-girlfriend and then I-I saw these group of g-guys, and they a-attacked me-"

"Shh it's okay," Lisa cooes as he stares to ramble breathlessly, being careful on pressing down his wounds, "Everyone respects you around here, including the big bad ones. Why would someone come after you?"

This only made a pitiful groan to flutter out his lips when Lisa presses a little harder on a bruise above his ribcage, "I-I don't know..... I can't be with m-my girl like this.... If I'm n-not safe and s-she won't be safe. That's why I need to t-talk to I-Iodine."

To this Lisa nod, having heard enough of this before sliding her gloves off and taking her phone out from his pocket as she dials the number.

But then Woosung raises a wobbly hand to her wrist, snapping her eyes to his eyes covered face, but can still feel the stern stare he would've been giving her by now.

"Please d-don't tell Jungkook or Yeosang about t-this," He mutters lowly, "Promise me."

She could hear the desperate plead in his voice, knowing well she has no choice. Jungkook and Yeosang would go fucking havoc if they hear about this, and the last thing she wants is for Jungkook to run back here and this time risk their father seeing him. Woosung is like family for her, similar to how she sees Jungkook, and she is trying very hard to not go on an actually murder spree to find the fuckers who hurt him.

Her brother, even though they're not blood related.

However she knows right now is not the time for that and calling her brothers won't do any justice.

So she places a hand over his, "Don't worry, I promise," She whispers, giving it a gentle squeeze but careful to not hurt him before letting go and dialing Iodine's number, "What do you want me to tell her?"

For a moment Woosung stays silent, letting out a few strained deep breathes before clearing his throat.

"To find any information on Kim Taehyung."

__________________

A/N:

Wow.....

How..... Huh.... Poor Woosung :(

So what do you think happened? Any ideas?

Was it actually Taehyung?

Next chapter will be a of a slight breather after all of this. Taehyung and Jungkook getting some spot light, so lets get it!!

I PURPLE YOU!!! <33