all four bursted into the room.
"jimin—" namjoon ran up to the boy on the bed first, placing a hand on his shoulder. "what happened?"
"i..fell. i-it's okay." jimin replied, smiling softly.
"who did this to you?" yoongi spoke up.
"again..i fell."
seokjin stared at jimin's expression.
he looked at hoseok and grabbed his wrist, pulling him out of the room.
"jimin's lying."
"how can you tell?" hoseok crossed his arms.
"his expression seems scared. it doesn't seem like he quote on quote; fell somewhere and somehow seems okay."
"jin-hyung, you're talking nonsense."
"remember when namjoon bursted into our apartment, yelling about a guy that jimin just met out of nowhere?"
hoseok fluttered his eyes. "r..really? you think that young boy did that?"
"it doesn't matter the age. it's who he is."
"jin-hyung..."
"that kid threatened jimin to lie about what actually happened to him. if he fell, there would be scratches on him but not a single scratch is showing up. there will only be a bruise on his arm."
"how do you know all of this?"
seokjin just rubbed the back of his own neck. "being in the background a lot..."
